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July 29th, 2002
Received by PJR.
New York City.
I am here to write J. R. R. Tolkien, and I see
you know how to spell my name now.
I just wanted to get back to you with a report on what has happened
in the months, as you track time, since I first wrote to you and
you got me started on this path to the higher spiritual spheres.
Yes, I went with A G Riddle and he told me, first, all about what
you were talking about—the Divine Love that makes up the Father
of us all. Then he, since I was so curious, filled me and on your
life—as to your activities since your father died; and how
you "discovered" the messages of Mr. Padgett, whom I have
met; and how at first it was more an intellectually satisfying body
of work for you; and then how you got the idea, without anyone talking
it up to you, to start praying for the Father's Divine Love to enter
your soul—or soul-being as you insist on calling it; and he
informed me (as if I could not begin to see for myself after a while)
of what you have been doing since then and the significance of it.
Yes, I see your desire to ask me questions. I understand your fight
to not intrude and just let me say what I will: thank you.*
So my report is this, as you now feel my emotion: I cried tears
of both remorse over what could have been and was not in my life,
and tears of joy that there could be a hope of such an unbelievably
wonderful thing as this offering to everyone, the very essence of
our Creator—an offering that, when accepted in a proper way,
becomes a part of one so as to (enable one to) experience a bit
of Him, so to speak—to live: a part of Him.
One can see this thing as a possibility before actually attaining
it. So, tears of both joy and sorrow—dare I say relief.
[I know what you mean (by relief).]
Yes, I can see your sighs of relief about your eventual future.
And the sighs are true as that future is true, if you actively pursue
it.
So as I said, I talked for a very long while with Riddle here,
and I see you just realized what we both had, or have, in common,
and why he should be an appropriate one for me to talk to. We are
both authors of books published on earth; so now you need not be
surprised that it was him—in addition to him knowing you so
well and (knowing) the message you pointed out to me when I first
wrote you.
Yes, as you can tell, the writer's desire runs deep in some such
as us, and so: To think that I can—in a manner of fashion—write
again. It’s a wonderful opportunity to do it again, and beyond
description, what it means to one such as I, and of course A G R
too.
So thank you for that, or let me say it this way: Let me express
my thanks to you, first: for the most important thing, your desire
and effort to tell me of the Fathers great gift announced by Jesus
2000 years ago, and second: Thank you for the opportunity to pen
a few words back on earth—the garden that my journey started
from.
To answer your question: I have taken your advice and pursued the
Way you pointed me to and the effect has been positive in a most
beneficial way. I see you suffer from the reluctance to allow me
to say what sphere I have progressed to.
[long pause]
See? You can't go on. P__, don't worry, I am not going to try to
get you to write of what you cannot, just at this time. And please
do not worry about your shortcomings.**
[I am sorry about running out of INK. PLEASE
come again to finish your message.]
So, as you use your pen, now, as a scribe, I will tell you not
to worry. You have not cut me off. I shall return another time.
With my love for you, and the love of the Father,
I am J. R. R. Tolkien
* It finally occurs to me as I reread this on 7/30, that the spirit
writer’s will acknowledge something on my mind by remarking
on it when they see that whatever it is will not go away, but will
continue to intrude into the session. Once they so acknowledge it,
the problem resolves!
**Of all the rotten luck: my ball point pen ran completely dry
at the end of "worry," and I had no other writing instrument.
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