Global Community Communications Alliance Member Profile

MaHuSeen

Hi, I'm MaHuSeen, and I would like to share with you a little about myself, some of my life experiences and how I came to join my cosmic family here in Sedona. Firstly, I would like to thank and honor Christ Michael, the Creator Son of Nebadon, for His incredible love, patience and mercy which He has so graciously extended to me. I would also like to uphold the Mandate of the Bright and Morning Star by expressing my gratitude, love and loyalty to the two souls, Gabriel-Van (see The URANTIA Book , Paper 67) and his complement, Niánn, who have gone before all of us in their steadfast loyalty to pursue God's highest will for the common good of all in the system of Satania and beyond.

As a fallen starseed soul from the universe of Wolvering, I was given the opportunity to choose between good and evil a long time ago in a universe far far away. I chose evil. This all transpired in the distant universe of Avalon, where I was sojourning at the time, as the sophistries and deceptions of the Satania Lucifer rebellion reached me via the intergalactic mind-ways of interuniversal telepathy. The lures of the Lucifer manifesto fully grasped my attention and in no time had me hook, line and sinker. "Where do I sign up?" I asked. In the blink of an eye, via repersonalization, I was swiftly relocated and quarantined to the system of Satania and this planet Urantia. Of course, I don't remember the details of my fall from grace because in choosing to side with rebellion most of my memory circuitry was temporarily disconnected.

Many millions of other fallen starseed who also pledged their allegiance to the Lucifer manifesto have reaped the same fate of being quarantined to Urantia or to any of the other 36 fallen worlds in Satania. Well, my fellow interuniversal brothers and sisters out there on Urantia, it's time to awake to the calling of Christ Michael and His Spirit of Truth. Your slumber has been long and not very fruitful. Do you believe that God has a much bigger plan for each of us and this world? Do you want to find your destiny purpose in this wonderful plan? Are you prepared to take an honest look at the areas of your life that need to change for the better, and are you thirsty enough to want to reconnect your circuitry link to the higher purposes of God's leading? If you have found our website then the first link has been established. Hooray!!! Check out The Urantia Book and The Cosmic Family, Volume I which detail the history of the Lucifer rebellion as well as the Continuing Epochal Revelation which expands on interuniversal concepts significant to the spiritual transformation that this world will experience. Persevere, you are much needed.

At about the age of four or five I experienced an awakening to the sense of destiny and of a calling deep inside that the precious life I had been given came with a level of responsibility and that I would not come to learn the true meaning or significance of until years later when I would finally reconnect with my cosmic family. This early feeling of a sense of destiny purpose was rekindled in me through the shining example of my late great grandmother Eidu whose wisdom, strength, perseverance and loyalty to God and humankind was one of the most influential examples of human achievement I had yet experienced. As a young lad I remember sitting on her lap for hours while she entertained me with children's stories and accounts of her own life and experiences. Most of all, I was intrigued and fascinated by her accounts of surviving the atrocities of WWII and how she, my grandmother and my mother, who was but a babe at the time, had to flee for their lives, leaving everything behind including their family, their lifetime dreams and their motherland of Estonia to the onslaught and advance of warring armies. Through the most trying circumstances and darkest hours imaginable, they eventually made it to the safety of a refugee camp and from there embarked on a boat destined for Nova Scotia, Canada, where, with but the clothes on their backs and a few precious family belongings saved, they landed to begin a new life in a strange land.

The story of my family's displacement and survival of WWII is one which has remained deeply ingrained in me to this very hour, and it is part of the reason why I believe God has guided and persuaded me to seek His perfect will, to reconnect with my greater cosmic family and to join in the task of transforming this dark and broken world into the promise of a globally unified tomorrow where peace and brotherly/sisterly love will prevail and earmark the beginning of a new era of light and life together in God.

For years prior to arriving in Sedona to join my cosmic family, I was searching for the right path which would lead me to my true destiny purpose. In my youth I grew up in the heart of a cosmopolitan city where I learned about and came to experience and appreciate so many facets of life, culture and socialism. By the age of twelve I was adept and oriented to the pulse and diversity of the big city which only whetted my appetite to want to further explore new frontiers and to learn more about how other people and differing cultures lived. For a few years, from the age of ten, I grew up in Chinatown and went to a junior school which was attended mostly by Chinese kids. Reflecting back on that time, I really never felt out of place or outnumbered or experienced any prejudice towards or from my oriental brothers and sisters, and in fact, within a short time we became the best of friends. Our friendships began with a sense of respect and trust for one another which allowed us to quickly move beyond the differences of skin color or our cultural upbringing. Before long, I was invited into their homes where I was always warmly welcomed and treated with honor and respect as both a guest and a friend. As time passed these close relationships with my Chinese brethren became more and more familiar and natural to me as though there was a part of me which had experienced all of this before. I also learned about and came to appreciate their deep sense of commitment to family unity and interdependence which reflected a tradition of pride and loyalty for one another. I was especially touched to see how the grandfathers and grandmothers were respected and cared for by their children and their children's children on down the line generation after generation. Each generation supported and upheld the progress of the next, and this is how their culture has been thriving for thousands of years. There was a part of me which so much related to these beautiful people, and as a result, my fascination and curiosity grew in wanting to learn more about other cultures and the differences, similarities therein.

By the age of seventeen I felt a great sense of liberation in finishing high school, and my desire to travel and explore more of the world suddenly became my one burning ambition. For about a year and a half I worked hard and earned what I could. When I wasn't working, I would spend hours in travel book stores and libraries researching and soaking up as much as I could about the world. After narrowing down my travel destinations and a basic route, I found a willing and helpful travel agent who spent weeks working with me on planning the right route I would take on this global adventure. Suddenly, the thrilling day of departure arrived and I was airborne, destined for a sixteen month circumnavigation of the world, which I shall never forget. This journey lead me through Italy, Greece, India, Nepal, Sri Lanka, Indonesia, Australia, New Zealand, and Fiji.

The world became my schoolroom, and I believed God was working closely with me on this journey and that somehow all of the places I would visit and all of the people I would meet were each a link in helping me to find my true destiny purpose. Throughout this journey I felt protected and watched over, and each experience along the way seemed to reveal itself as a new teaching or a lesson learned. For the first time in my life I was experiencing the reality and the diversity of many cultures which cannot be experienced the same way through T.V, or movies or books or the media. Even today, my mind still continues to flash back and process the differing experiences, insights and realizations I had on this journey. I thank God for guiding me to see and experience just a small portion of the many beautiful facets of His unique creation here on Urantia.

Most importantly, this journey opened my eyes to the tremendous daily turmoil and struggle that so many people on this world experience and suffer through each day. I will not forget the shock I experienced upon arriving in India for the first time as we traveled by bus through the shanty towns and along the crowded streets of Bombay. The one image which will forever remain impressed in my mind was of a crying naked infant standing alone in the mud next to the road like a lost and forgotten child which the world had abandoned and cared not for. We passed by and witnessed dozens upon dozens of homeless families and individuals sleeping on the sidewalks and adjoining alleyways. Amidst the moving throngs of people were those individuals who were crippled or without arms and legs, moving about with all manner of crutches, canes, wheel chairs and makeshift dollies. For some of these individuals all that was physically remaining of their bodies was an upper torso and possibly their arms and hands if they were lucky. Throughout this pulsating throng of people and activity wandered countless "sacred" cows of skin and bones and mangy dogs that scurried and scavenged about like vultures feeding on whatever scant leftovers could be found. Compounding these images of displaced souls vying for survival and direction was the heaviness of humidity, pollution and the myriad scents of people, foods, incense, garbage and diesel fumes.

Though I struggled with all of these surreal images before me and strongly felt like fleeing on the next flight out, there was a voice inside which prompted me to press on and to see this experience through. I'm glad I made this choice, because for the next six weeks as I journeyed through India I experienced a profound shift in my outlook on life, as though a part of me was beginning to surrender to the uncertainty of the next moment by being more open and trusting in how each day would unfold. I began to see myself as less separated from those around me and allowed myself to open up more to the potential and uniqueness of each person I met. Yes, there is a flip side to all things in life if one is willing or even courageous enough to venture there. During the many hours of travel by train I had the privilege of meeting and conversing with many beautiful people ranging from high government officials to the simple farmer. What intrigued me most about the people I met was their great sense of curiosity about the rest of the world and their thirst to want to be more a part of it. I could see that some people were more influenced by the lures and deceptions of material gain, and others, who perhaps lived a more simple life, seemed to be happier and more content with what they had. As my journey took me to more remote regions I discovered that the most humble and happy people were those who were the least influenced by the bulldozing of the materialistic machine. I began to realize that the simplest of folk also had the least to lose, which moved my mind to contemplate the culture I grew up in and how the underlying societal push is geared mostly toward achieving success and prosperity.

As my journey continued I ventured deep into the Himalayan mountains of Nepal and close to the border of Tibet. I visited several remote villages only accessible by trails centuries old, where the people, primarily of Tibetan descent, still live simply and by the traditions of old. Of all the people I met on this journey, they were by far the most real, the most happy and the most humble. Their eyes smiled forth with a pure love and joy for life, and their resonant laughter filtered deep into my heart like a healing contagion. What they couldn't express in words they gave of themselves in spirit. For the first time in my life, in the company of these beautiful people, I was experiencing a profound sense of brotherly love and a beginning realization that we were all a part of a much greater family.

As the years passed, my thirst and quest for truth mounted. God lovingly and patiently lead me forth despite the parts of myself which were still stuck in the muck and mire of pride, stubbornness, conceit and delusion. You see, as children of God, despite all of our imperfections we exhibit or the wrong paths we choose, and no matter how much our minds are filled with fear, doubt or despair, we are still watched over and loved by our all wise and benevolent Creator Father who does not miss a single heartbeat of any of his vast family of children throughout the universes of time and space. And through every moment of time—past, present and future—all his children are accounted for, all are equally loved, and each is endowed with the same potential to be able to realize the beauty and grandeur of His personality presence and perfection therein.

Over the years, in my attempts to contribute to the betterment of this world, I felt compelled to became an active participant in the environmental movement and to fight the fight against the global onslaught of the industrial machine. But I soon realized the futility of these battles and that a much greater war was at hand, one which is way beyond the grasp or influence of the most staunch or radical of the activist campaigns today. This, I surmised, was a war which could only be won by a global unification and alignment of like-minded souls each striving to be "thy brother's and sister's keeper".

Spiritually I was not raised or influenced by any formal religious faith or belief. Over the years I dabbled in Hinduism, Buddhism, Native American beliefs, and a plethora of new age philosophies and practices. I experienced that each of these faiths/practices extolled their own unique beliefs and truths, parts of which I felt moved by while others seemed incongruous, leaving my mind with many unanswered questions, even confusion. I felt there was something missing, a common link or thread. I felt that God was the link, but I was perplexed as to why so many of the world's religions and faiths continue to stand so divided and at odds with one another.

A few years prior to finding and uniting with my cosmic family, I went on a spiritual quest into the wilderness where I asked God to direct me towards my life mission, my destiny purpose. He came back with a short answer, "Spiritual Warrior". From that day on my life and the course of events which ensued seemed to accelerate. On a road trip to the southwest I traveled to Sedona where I was to meet up with a friend. After two days of searching I could not find him. Was this all a dream? Why was I really here? This voice inside said, "keep looking." One day, while standing in a local Sedona store I found myself staring at a wall of brochures when a strange thing happened. As I scanned all of the brochures my eyes and hand simultaneously zoomed in on and picked out one in particular, which read "Global Community Communications Alliance, a Divine New Order Community." I opened it and read about the cosmic family, the Global Community Communications Schools, the Lucifer rebellion and about Jesus Christ Michael. Inside, the bells were going off. I called the (928) 204-1206 number and the rest is history.

Jesus said, "Spiritual destiny is dependent on faith, love and a devotion to truth—hunger and thirst for righteousness—the wholehearted desire to find God and to be like him" - ( Urantia Book pg. 1739)

Wishing each of you Godspeed with love,

MaHuSeen, Minister
Vicegerent Second Assistant
to Gabriel of Urantia and Niánn Emerson Chase and the Mandate of the Bright and Morning Star

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