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Waking Up Zion — The Book

BABYLON FALLS….......... ZION RISES

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  BABYLON FALLS… ZION RISES The Last Days Pattern in the Nemenhah Records What Happens When a Society Places a Price on Everything There is a pattern repeated throughout scripture. Not just in the Bible. Not just in the Book of Mormon. But also in the Nemenhah Records. A society slowly drifts away from stewardship… away from sacred relationship… away from seeing life as holy… …and begins measuring everything by value, ownership, control, profit, efficiency, and money. At first, it looks successful. The cities grow. The markets expand. The buildings rise higher. Technology advances. The system becomes powerful outwardly. But inwardly? It becomes brittle. That is exactly the warning given in Chapter 10 of the Nemenhah Records concerning the “Foreign Strangers.”   THE BOOK OF MAYMIHTS AHKEHKT. Not necessarily foreigners by blood… …but a mindset. A way of thinking. A civilization built on valuation instead of consecration. THE WARNING OF CHAPTER 10 The Nemenhah says somethin...

πŸŒ… One Eternal Round

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  πŸŒ… One Eternal Round There was a season when light filled the room, and in that light nothing else mattered. Not titles. Not position. Not who stood first or who stood last. Only love remained. Years passed, and I found myself sitting in quiet chapels, watching trays move down polished rows, watching men preside, watching structure unfold. And something in me tightened. I began to notice the order of things — who received first, who spoke longest, who carried keys. I asked silent questions. I traced old histories. I remembered broken stories. And beneath it all, a whisper: Where did we go wrong? But then I saw something else. I saw a man kneeling in the dark, not for power, but for guidance. I saw mothers folding laundry with prayers on their lips. I saw fathers worrying if they were doing enough. I saw children singing slightly off-key with full hearts. And something softened. The more I searched for hierarchy, the more hierarchy appeared. The more I searched for Christ, the mor...

πŸŒ… We’re Not Better. We’re Just Growing.

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πŸŒ… We’re Not Better. We’re Just Growing. There was a time in my life when light filled the room. Not metaphorical light. Real presence. Real love. Real stillness. And in that moment, nothing else mattered. Not position. Not rank. Not who was right. Not who was wrong. Just love. When you’ve tasted that kind of light, something changes in you. But here’s the danger: You can mistake awakening for superiority. And that’s where humility quietly slips away. 🌿 Different Stages Are Not Different Values We are all at different stages. Some are deeply devoted to the institution. Some are questioning. Some have stepped away. Some are rebuilding. Stages are not rankings. They are timing. A first grader is not inferior to a senior in high school. They are simply in a different chapter. And even that senior once sat in first grade. Growth is not a ladder of worth. It’s a journey of unfolding. πŸ”₯ When Irritation Creeps In I used to go to church and feel frustrated. Why don’t they see this? Why are w...

🌎 The Sacred Wheels of the Nemenhah

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  🌎 The Sacred Wheels of the Nemenhah A Visual Framework for Zion Living πŸͺΆ Over the last little while, something unexpected started happening. As we studied the Nemenhah records together, the teachings slowly began connecting like living circles instead of isolated doctrines. The Four Pillars connected to stewardship. Stewardship connected to healing. Healing connected to family. Family connected to councils. Councils connected to consecration. Consecration connected back to the sacred directions and the Way of the Peacemaker. And little by little, a larger pattern began to emerge. Not just beliefs. Not just ceremonies. Not just doctrines. But a way of life. A living pattern for becoming a Zion people. 🌿 At first, I honestly thought we were just making a few interesting diagrams. But the more we studied the records, the more these “wheels” began fitting together like parts of a sacred system. And eventually I realized something: These were not random ideas. They were patterns. P...

πŸͺΆ Why the Nemenhah Words Feel Strange at First

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  πŸͺΆ Why the Nemenhah Words Feel Strange at First (But Become Beautiful Over Time) When most people first open the Nemenhah Records… they hit a wall. Not because of the teachings. Not because of the Spirit. But because of the words. 🌿 The First Reaction At first you see names like: Ayahtsuhway Sahnhehmpeht Haymehnay Tuhhuhl Nuhmehn Aylohhihm Pehli Kohhaht And your brain immediately says: “I can’t read this.” I understand that feeling. Honestly… I had it too. Most of us did. 🧭 But Then Something Changes After awhile… you begin to realize something important. These words are not nearly as complicated as they first appear. In fact… many of them are simply sacred names or titles for things you already understand. πŸŒ„ For Example πŸͺΆ Ayahtsuhway Sahnhehmpeht = Jesus Christ, the Peacemaker πŸ•Š️ Haymehnay = Holy Ghost / Sacred Spirit 🌎 Aylohhihm = Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother ⛺ Tuhhuhl Nuhmehn = sacred temple teachings and covenants πŸ”️ Tuhhuhlnuhm...

🌎 “It Is Good for Us to Be Here”

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🌎 “It Is Good for Us to Be Here” A Sacred Opening Prayer Before Study There are moments when a prayer becomes more than words. It becomes a way of seeing. A way of entering into learning with humility, gratitude, peace, and connection. Recently, before studying the Nemenhah record together, a beautiful opening prayer was offered. And honestly… it carried the spirit of the Wheel itself. Not just asking for help. But remembering who we are connected to. 🌿 The creation. 🌌 The worlds without end. πŸ•Š️ The Peacemaker. 🌎 Earth Mother. πŸ”₯ The wisdom keepers. πŸ‘£ The ancestors. ❤️ One another. And the quiet invitation to place all things upon the Wheel and consecrate them. 🌌 Science as a Sacred Witness One part of the prayer especially touched me: “Thank you for all of the life-giving sciences that we have here on this earth… all of the organisms… all of the worlds without end… the minuteness that are so tiny that we can barely know the other existence, and those thing...