An Upper Room Experience at Red Top
By Joseph McAleer

This is a story that is buried deep inside of me that wants very much to be told. But how do you make the invisible – visible? “By sharing an experience Joseph, that’s how.” Ok, here we go, off to Red Top Mountain, about 70 miles north of Atlanta, Georgia. We will be looking at several pieces of the puzzle as it unfolds into a perfect day in June. It all starts with desire. I read lots of great metaphysical books about creating your own reality but what does it feel like when reality touches the road. Reality being that which is already perfect in the moment and the road being our path through the illusion that does not always appear perfect in the moment. My desire is to touch the untouchable point of creation, the zero point. Sure, how do you know? You don’t, but I think it looks something like this story line.	I love the freedom to just be spontaneous, free to Be in the moment. That is a very strong desire that prompts me to get into my car and start that 70 mile drive north to Red Top. I know it is time to go. The car appears to be floating on a cloud, traffic moves along smoothly, time starts to evaporate as I am able to relax more and more behind the wheel. Our adventure is started.
	My tapes or a little bright jazz play. Sometimes I breeze along in total silence, what ever feels right captures the moment. Upon arrival at the lodge restaurant, I normally take a few moments in the parking lot to express my gratitude for our safe trip. The stage is now set for our entrance into the dining room. Why a dining room? Because here the process continues to build something special. Not sure what. Every time is uniquely different. Angel number 1 greets me at the door. The broad smile is genuine and the greeting is always very warm. “Your table is ready in the corner” she beams, leading the way. Moments later Angel number 2 appears, hot coffee in hand. After a brief exchange, a hot bagel with cream cheese is set before me.
From that moment on until I exit, the cup is never empty and the conversations are always short and timely. Other people come and go in our restaurant including families with small children, but nothing breaks the harmony that is building in my Upper Room. Large glass windows expose a beautiful patio with benches and bird feeders. The children and I look on with magic in our eyes as a young deer comes within 10 feet of the window and munches on the birdseed being scattered by the birds feeding above their head.
The moment is building. Sometimes I will immerse myself in an inspirational message, sometimes I will just sit in silence and let all that is happening be enough. Always there is pen and paper at my finger tips. I’m ready, I’m prepared…woops, got to let those expectations go. More thoughts, more release. Then the indescribable starts to happen. A stillness, a peace, and what can best be described as a light wet cloud settles over everything. As the clarity starts to return so does the clarity of a voice joining me in my Upper Room.

This is the moment set in motion by my desire to reach my zero point. What happens next would take volumes. I can share with you that much of the fear that often surrounds tough choices is removed. There is a knowing that no matter what is decided and how I judge the outcomes, all of our creations are moving me toward Home. I’m going to make it, so are you. Love choices make the trip a lot more fun. Nothing new and profound here however. I now know that I know this is truth.

The dialog continues, some questions, lots of insight. Sometimes I write down key points to be reviewed later. At other times I am too busy just hanging out with a friend.

I am never the same after I leave the table. A part of me seems to die and at the same time something new is given birth. Somehow, through the Grace of God, I have transmuted the energies and entered The Upper Room. Then again in the magic transformed myself. In a silent reverent pause, I pay my bill and move into the forest.

The feeling is incredible as I stand in awe of the beauty of our earth home. The sunlight caught in the reflection and small ripples of water in the lake give a new meaning to “On Golden Pond.” The trees that are lying on the forest floor are creatively surrendering themselves to the rich soil. The trees that stand tall complete a marvelous story of life and death, both are equally important. And the little creatures along with the deer that have made a home here are so content that what ever they desire is being provided.

As I walk the path where my upper Room reality touches Mother Earth, I have such a light wonderful feeling that, just like the little creatures, whatever I desire is also being provided. This is as close as I can get to transcendence in the moment.

Time and space start to creep back into my awareness. I exit the forest and start the drive back to Atlanta. The peace and silence give way to contentment and a feeling of being “ok”. It is “ok” to know that I created the desire to go to Red Top. It is “ok” to know that I created a special spot in a public restaurant. It is “ok” to know I saw angelic qualities in two lovely ladies. It is “ok” to know my Upper Room is always with me no matter what I think. It is “ok” to believe I can transmute energy and change my vibration. It is “ok” to experience a shift in my vibrations and feel the change in me. And it is “ok” to see a familiar scene with new vision.

This is my story. I know that I am “ok” and I know that you are “ok” too. Hey, what’s your story? Want to share?