11 Days in May
11 Days in May was, as the title implies, written in eleven days in May 2012. I had no intention of writing this book, nor was I consciously aware of what I was writing as the words were dripping from my fingertips. There was no title, no chapters, no synopsis, no ... nothing.
It is a book of 36 parables that answer the big questions and discuss the nature of life, living and reality. Some of the parables include who am I, why am I here, what is a thought, what are intentions, what is matter, time, love, war, sex, death, souls and so on. The story is written as a conversation between an unnamed friend and myself.
Each of the parables in Day One, were written on the first day, the parables in Day Two, on the second day, and so on.
As I wrote one line, I didn't know what the next line was going to be. I was merely taking dictation on a conversation that was taking place between my mind and a higher source and I was an observer. Literally, sometimes I would stop to read what I wrote and I couldn't believe what it was saying.
The book wrote itself and it also named itself and it wouldn't allow me to change anything significant. Any time I tried to change something I was stopped, meaning my computer would lock up or I would get an amazing sign that would stop me cold - a physical event. Some of these stories are shared in the epilogue.
I am reminded of an interview I conducted with Peter Max for my CNN radio show. We were in his New York studio and he was describing his inspiration for painting. He said, "JD, if you are standing behind me as I paint, you are seeing it unfold the same time as me."
Visions of heaven and dialogues with beings in other dimensions used to be considered the realm of mystics or psychotics; but when eminent doctors, scientists, businessmen, astronauts and people from every walk of life brave ridicule to tell their stories, even the most confirmed skeptic may start to suspect something real is happening. JD Messinger is aptly named, for his messages about our essential nature as beings of light and manifestors of the physical world around us are carefully and scientifically reasoned. Armed with credentials that stretch from Annapolis to boardrooms and halls of power around the world, Messinger describes the intellectual, physical and emotional journey that led to his spiritual awakening.
His book is a collection of profound and often amusing dialogues with an unseen being that “wrote itself” during eleven days in May.
An unusual person by any yardstick, his inquiring mind asked the most challenging questions about the nature of reality, like what is death and what is the purpose of our lives; what is God and how is the physical world brought into existence; how the world of light generates and envelops the world of form. The answers are coherent and never superficial, provoking a lot of reflection on the part of the reader. It is intensely satisfying when you can add another insight to the mosaic of your own understanding of the universe, and this book is full of them.
I was reminded of the scene from “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade” where Indy’s faith is tested as he prepares to step out over a chasm. It is a leap of faith for most of us to believe in a Creator and trust that there is a purpose in our lives. Books like “11 Days in May” are like the sand that Indy threw out over the path to outline the steppingstones across the fearsome void.