The Song plays on in this forever-now; it calls. I only dream I can't hear it, for there is no chance of my not hearing what is forever mine. The little life I think I have, this is but a desperate refusal to let go a tiny moment of fear that was healed and gone in my (our) creation. Herein lies the clue of the ages, not because You tease us with some grand mystery, as if You were a cosmic fooler. No, it is a clue because we who dream of separation catch glimpses of our Reality: You. Our Home.
Our tiny moment of fear made us feel suddenly alone, and this made us feel as if we had betrayed You. But You, being perfect Love and only this, know that we, Your Son, remain forever as created. But our sense that we threw our Home away was so unbearable that we fell into a deep sleep and dreamed we were many. This in order to displace this terrible guilt onto others like us, but different. We needed something to perceive with, so we made bodies, thus a world in which to house the bodies.
But Dearest, You simply sing to us, knowing we never could leave Home, only dreamt it so. We think we cannot understand this, but we are simply hiding. Yet truthfully, we awoke in the same instant that we slept, as it is not Your Will that Your Son be anything but Your Son. Thus, the hiding--and the world--is over. The Eastern Star hangs in a night sky we made because we believed in darkness; but the Star gently reminds that nothing unreal exists, no one real has been harmed.
There is no harm, no dark sky; none but a tiny forgetting that we are with You; and since it is not Your Will that Your Son be anything but Your Son--forever one with You--neither harm nor dark skies can exist: They are unreal. As are the stories we told ourselves, thus our children, of an angry god, a god who holds "love" in one hand, and dangerous rage in the other; whose all-too-human failings would have destroyed him eons before he had even a thought of making a little planet, and peopling it with tiny creatures with huge desires they know nothing of, then punish them when they err.
Dearest, my Creator--Father/Mother/Great Spirit--I yearn for You, though You are right where I (think I) am; my (our) nightmares mean nothing. They cannot prevail against the peace You Will for us. What is called the Holy Spirit, our link to the memory of Who we really are; is this the Star we see? Are we one with that Light that never goes out (because "going out" has no meaning)? The Whole of us, called The Christ, remembers You. "He" is the Self we thought we lost, but no, not ever, because You are perfect Love. Thus, we are not stepchildren.
I want to remember You. I find I think of You more and more as I go about these little days with which the world I see is cloaked. Everything I see, I make; everything I see is not only in my mind, it is my mind. And You are right "here". You are in everything I see; this means what I see is a result of perception, thus has no effects; because since You are in everything I see, everything I see must be but shadows on the walls of my mind. Is this not so, Father?
Yes, the Song calls. The Star shines, its sparkle a calm and gentle reminder that God's sleeping Son awoke long ago in his terms of time; awoke and saw his (our) Creator holding us in His perfect Love. The light we see is the light we are. The gifts we receive are those we had given. Creation, after all, is sharing. Sing we all the Song, recall our Home we never could leave; this is ours, this perfect mind we dreamed had split into untold pieces. We awoke, nothing was lost; we shared a gentle laugh. Thank You, Dearest. Amen.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
I Believe In The Light
This morning, before dawn, I woke and saw through barely open eyes, a golden light. The light seemed to be coming through branches of a tree. My eyes opened as if by their own volition, and I realized I was looking at the floor lamp at the end of the couch. The lamp was off.
I believe such a light exists. I believe it is here, right where we (think we) are. I think the light is not a figment of imagination, nor synapses firing; I believe in the light.
We who dream we are no more than skin stretched over a collection of bones; we whose joy demands its opposite; we who believe in darkness...we are the offspring of this light!
And such peace! No opposite to this. Attendant to the light, but one with it. Yes, and it seems so still, yet a certain passion rides along with it; a passion for creativity, as this is its nature. To be creative; to dance the eternal dance.
I said the light seemed to come through trees, but it was not sunlight; and maybe the branches were symbols for our veiled vision. I recently practiced seeing this light "in" all the people, buildings, cars...What I saw cannot be put into words.
There is a Song. Somehow, it is not so that we cannot hear its melody. We simply shut off our hearing when we made these ears. The body's ears were made to hear a world that is not there, as the body's eyes were made to see that illusory world. We all know the Song.
The light faded as I opened the body's eyes, and saw the dark lamp shade. I was not disappointed, as I know by now that the light cannot go away. It is here, it is eternal, it is real. It was I who returned to the physical, as we always do, because we are convinced it is our home, when Home awaits in perfect patience.
I believe such a light exists. I believe it is here, right where we (think we) are. I think the light is not a figment of imagination, nor synapses firing; I believe in the light.
We who dream we are no more than skin stretched over a collection of bones; we whose joy demands its opposite; we who believe in darkness...we are the offspring of this light!
And such peace! No opposite to this. Attendant to the light, but one with it. Yes, and it seems so still, yet a certain passion rides along with it; a passion for creativity, as this is its nature. To be creative; to dance the eternal dance.
I said the light seemed to come through trees, but it was not sunlight; and maybe the branches were symbols for our veiled vision. I recently practiced seeing this light "in" all the people, buildings, cars...What I saw cannot be put into words.
There is a Song. Somehow, it is not so that we cannot hear its melody. We simply shut off our hearing when we made these ears. The body's ears were made to hear a world that is not there, as the body's eyes were made to see that illusory world. We all know the Song.
The light faded as I opened the body's eyes, and saw the dark lamp shade. I was not disappointed, as I know by now that the light cannot go away. It is here, it is eternal, it is real. It was I who returned to the physical, as we always do, because we are convinced it is our home, when Home awaits in perfect patience.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Only This (first version. Unfinished.)
Are we adrift? Is there no shore? Is it true that we are the creation of infinite anger? Do ancient words have power over us, or is it we who decide how to interpret? How many ways to see the same teaching?
There is “something” here. It is felt so deeply that most of us are unaware of its life within us. But it is not so that we cannot see, and this something is more than within us.
This is more than a sense, more than some indistinct presence, that cannot really do anything for us but watch as we struggle along our frightened way, whistling in the dark. The ancient words say that it is closer than skin. But then they say other things that make us more afraid. This contradiction tears at us with fingers of old shame, their nails dirty with the guilt of ages past.
We keep reading, trying to understand. But which is it? Are we damned, or blessed? If we cannot untangle this burden, then let us release it, and begin again.
Come. Rest here. For not only is there a shore, it is our home, and we never did leave it…and we never could. We can pretend we left it, and we do. We act as if we are separated from this something, which created us. Yes, we are created. We act as if we are also separated from ourselves, and from one another. But in truth, there is no “other”. And yet, there are many “others”, with different beliefs and from different religions, or no religion. But even those with no religion, who think they just popped out of nowhere, from nothing, into nothing; they sense as well this something…this energy, this presence, this everywhere existent, that we call “God.”
Once we say that word, what is left? Do we cower, cover our nakedness, or do we see at last the reality behind the old legends of our Creator? No, be brave. So afraid have we been, that we see controversy in not using the uppercase letter, and in avoiding the many pronouns to describe “Him”. Or “She”. Or “It”. There is no need to fear. If you want to use capital letters, then use them. Let us ask the reader to use whatever pronoun is comfortable, and let us continue.
God does not ask, “What have you done?” He knows His creation only as He created it. Does He think we are wicked? How could He think so, and Himself remain good? If His perfect creation, His Son, does horrible things to his brother, how does God remain sane? How is there peace if even one soul burns? It is hard to see how on one hand, God has only one Son, but on the other hand, His Son has a brother. Hard, but not impossible.
There is “something” here. It is felt so deeply that most of us are unaware of its life within us. But it is not so that we cannot see, and this something is more than within us.
This is more than a sense, more than some indistinct presence, that cannot really do anything for us but watch as we struggle along our frightened way, whistling in the dark. The ancient words say that it is closer than skin. But then they say other things that make us more afraid. This contradiction tears at us with fingers of old shame, their nails dirty with the guilt of ages past.
We keep reading, trying to understand. But which is it? Are we damned, or blessed? If we cannot untangle this burden, then let us release it, and begin again.
Come. Rest here. For not only is there a shore, it is our home, and we never did leave it…and we never could. We can pretend we left it, and we do. We act as if we are separated from this something, which created us. Yes, we are created. We act as if we are also separated from ourselves, and from one another. But in truth, there is no “other”. And yet, there are many “others”, with different beliefs and from different religions, or no religion. But even those with no religion, who think they just popped out of nowhere, from nothing, into nothing; they sense as well this something…this energy, this presence, this everywhere existent, that we call “God.”
Once we say that word, what is left? Do we cower, cover our nakedness, or do we see at last the reality behind the old legends of our Creator? No, be brave. So afraid have we been, that we see controversy in not using the uppercase letter, and in avoiding the many pronouns to describe “Him”. Or “She”. Or “It”. There is no need to fear. If you want to use capital letters, then use them. Let us ask the reader to use whatever pronoun is comfortable, and let us continue.
God does not ask, “What have you done?” He knows His creation only as He created it. Does He think we are wicked? How could He think so, and Himself remain good? If His perfect creation, His Son, does horrible things to his brother, how does God remain sane? How is there peace if even one soul burns? It is hard to see how on one hand, God has only one Son, but on the other hand, His Son has a brother. Hard, but not impossible.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
The Teaching of the Ages
The teaching of the ages will transform the individual. Great religions will fall, and of course many will see this fall as the end of the world, and from the outside looking in, it will seem so. All great transformation, whether on a personal scale, or global, causes upheaval.
The individual will see (all this is very gradual, though it may not feel gradual) at first a connectedness to and with all things. There will grow a great awareness of mind; science will at last have to accept that mind forms what we call matter.
The individual will go beyond the idea of "oneness" as it is presently taught; oneness will be understood as not simply everyone being connected yet separate, but as one whole Self. The first thought that comes is: "We will lose ourselves! Our individuality. I don't want to be absorbed into some impersonal mass of one mind..." Consider that nothing is lost. It is not necessary to understand everything. How does the eternally found become lost?
As the individual changes, there will be a deeper sense of love for the other. Not the old warm and fuzzy demonstrative love, in which we tended to hide ourselves, but love as love is. I believe it will begin (or has begun) in concert with a "new" awareness that we are non-physical beings, and that we invented the physical, we made it up, as a child makes up an imaginary world. Our clinging to physicality while we profess our deep spirituality...this will fade away as we come to recognize that there are no opposites...no divisions to Self.
We made up the physical world to hide in. We became afraid for an instant, and these images came into our perfect Mind. They lasted but an instant and were gone. What we now think we experience is but the memory, or more clearly, our repeating, replaying, of that memory. The world was over long ago, in our terms of linear time. We remain as created.
Now we are talking about changing, transforming, but we are not really transforming at all. It is but our perception. We already are everything. All that is "changing" is our awareness, and our choice. There are two choices, yet in truth, there is only one choice, as the other is false, born of fear, a tiny crazy instant wherein we thought we lost our Creator, angered our Creator. But our Creator is perfect Love. Thus, we are perfect Love.
Old long-entrenched ways of being and doing the world's business, are dying out. The old ways no longer work, if they ever really did. There will be violent opposition, as there always has been when great transformation occurs. For those that cling to the old ways will surely see that their world is coming to an end.
It will be proven by science that we have not only a physical body, but an ethereal body, or astral body. This idea will no longer be seen as esoteric, but as scientific fact. When the world begins to see what freedom it has, the individual witnessing and practicing the power of this freedom, there will be no more nations, nothing to kill for. Nothing to die for (death will be seen as false, too).
We will see that the old idea of "we cannot know 'good' without knowing 'bad'", is also false. But the false will drop away on its own. We need not do anything to it. When I choose to see clearly, the scales drop off. When I choose to stop seeing clearly, the scales come back. But the scales remain illusion. My (our) sight however, is very real, and eternal.
There is one teaching, and all teachings teach it.
The individual will see (all this is very gradual, though it may not feel gradual) at first a connectedness to and with all things. There will grow a great awareness of mind; science will at last have to accept that mind forms what we call matter.
The individual will go beyond the idea of "oneness" as it is presently taught; oneness will be understood as not simply everyone being connected yet separate, but as one whole Self. The first thought that comes is: "We will lose ourselves! Our individuality. I don't want to be absorbed into some impersonal mass of one mind..." Consider that nothing is lost. It is not necessary to understand everything. How does the eternally found become lost?
As the individual changes, there will be a deeper sense of love for the other. Not the old warm and fuzzy demonstrative love, in which we tended to hide ourselves, but love as love is. I believe it will begin (or has begun) in concert with a "new" awareness that we are non-physical beings, and that we invented the physical, we made it up, as a child makes up an imaginary world. Our clinging to physicality while we profess our deep spirituality...this will fade away as we come to recognize that there are no opposites...no divisions to Self.
We made up the physical world to hide in. We became afraid for an instant, and these images came into our perfect Mind. They lasted but an instant and were gone. What we now think we experience is but the memory, or more clearly, our repeating, replaying, of that memory. The world was over long ago, in our terms of linear time. We remain as created.
Now we are talking about changing, transforming, but we are not really transforming at all. It is but our perception. We already are everything. All that is "changing" is our awareness, and our choice. There are two choices, yet in truth, there is only one choice, as the other is false, born of fear, a tiny crazy instant wherein we thought we lost our Creator, angered our Creator. But our Creator is perfect Love. Thus, we are perfect Love.
Old long-entrenched ways of being and doing the world's business, are dying out. The old ways no longer work, if they ever really did. There will be violent opposition, as there always has been when great transformation occurs. For those that cling to the old ways will surely see that their world is coming to an end.
It will be proven by science that we have not only a physical body, but an ethereal body, or astral body. This idea will no longer be seen as esoteric, but as scientific fact. When the world begins to see what freedom it has, the individual witnessing and practicing the power of this freedom, there will be no more nations, nothing to kill for. Nothing to die for (death will be seen as false, too).
We will see that the old idea of "we cannot know 'good' without knowing 'bad'", is also false. But the false will drop away on its own. We need not do anything to it. When I choose to see clearly, the scales drop off. When I choose to stop seeing clearly, the scales come back. But the scales remain illusion. My (our) sight however, is very real, and eternal.
There is one teaching, and all teachings teach it.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
"All you need to do..."
In certain terms, "we" do not exist. We are as characters in a dream, and we in turn dream. A wise teacher said, "There is no end to the 'within' of things." Mind never stops creating. But herein lies a clue. "I" sit here and tap on these little black plastic keys, which in certain terms also do not exist; I think I am a person, a man, separate and special. I write about mind as if it is "over there" somewhere, apart from me--as if I am not mind. We became confused, and now we think everything is outside, and coming toward us, and attacking us from all sides. We call it "the world".
We are mind, trying to learn what mind is. Just as scientists use their brains to study how the brain works, do you see? We have forgotten that we are mind. We have forgotten that we are one unlimited Self, holy, innocent, perfect, and at perfect peace; changeless in this eternal now. And we hear faint echoes of our own Voice, and we are so confused, we think it is from something unknown, apart from us. "You are too confused to recognize your own hope." --A Course In Miracles.
We are not really separate beings. We are not lost. We are not confined. We are free! It is not that we have been made individual, with individual lives, then suddenly be faced with this infinite Self that swallows us up, and forces us to be absorbed into Its all-ness, and "we" are no more.
What if a small piece of my personality broke off, became self-aware? It has no idea where it is, or what it is, just that it is suddenly aware that it lives. It looks and sees me, and becomes afraid, not realizing that it IS ME. It does not know how powerful it is, having forgotten that it is one with me, thus possessing all my power of mind. It did not create itself, but now it believes itself apart from me. This creates guilt, because this tiny aspect of me thinks I created it apart from me, when it is actually part of me. It thinks it offended me, and this drives it into such agony that it cannot bear to keep the pain. So the tiny "self" makes other selves, onto whom it can deflect its guilt at having angered its "God". So now everything is based on that one tiny instant of fear. The aspect personality now sleeps and dreams of a world in which it hides from me (itself).
We think that if we can make up our own world, we can hide from God. We do not understand that there is no need to hide from God. God is perfect love. But this is even more frightening than the prospect of "His" wrath. We are terrified of the idea of perfect love...it cannot possibly be true after all...just look at the world...no, we are obviously being pursued by a raging monster-god, bent on our complete destruction.
We think that if we can create ourselves, be our own god, we will be safe here in this world we made then forgot we made.
But God only knows us as God created us. We are as created. Nothing changed, nor could it change. The world is a dream, a tiny mad idea that we are separate from perfect love. Not only separate, but that we tried to kill perfect love, and make up our own love, and send out our terrible guilt, pin it on "others". Then we will not have to see it in ourselves, for it is far too ugly to hold within our own hearts.
We never left Home, nor could we. We are part of God. We have but to decide what we want to see; the world we made, or the truth of what we really are. This One Voice we think we cannot hear...it is our own Voice...it is wholly certain that all is well. "All you need to do is accept what I am telling you." --ACIM.
Not looking at our guilt keeps us "here".
We are mind, trying to learn what mind is. Just as scientists use their brains to study how the brain works, do you see? We have forgotten that we are mind. We have forgotten that we are one unlimited Self, holy, innocent, perfect, and at perfect peace; changeless in this eternal now. And we hear faint echoes of our own Voice, and we are so confused, we think it is from something unknown, apart from us. "You are too confused to recognize your own hope." --A Course In Miracles.
We are not really separate beings. We are not lost. We are not confined. We are free! It is not that we have been made individual, with individual lives, then suddenly be faced with this infinite Self that swallows us up, and forces us to be absorbed into Its all-ness, and "we" are no more.
What if a small piece of my personality broke off, became self-aware? It has no idea where it is, or what it is, just that it is suddenly aware that it lives. It looks and sees me, and becomes afraid, not realizing that it IS ME. It does not know how powerful it is, having forgotten that it is one with me, thus possessing all my power of mind. It did not create itself, but now it believes itself apart from me. This creates guilt, because this tiny aspect of me thinks I created it apart from me, when it is actually part of me. It thinks it offended me, and this drives it into such agony that it cannot bear to keep the pain. So the tiny "self" makes other selves, onto whom it can deflect its guilt at having angered its "God". So now everything is based on that one tiny instant of fear. The aspect personality now sleeps and dreams of a world in which it hides from me (itself).
We think that if we can make up our own world, we can hide from God. We do not understand that there is no need to hide from God. God is perfect love. But this is even more frightening than the prospect of "His" wrath. We are terrified of the idea of perfect love...it cannot possibly be true after all...just look at the world...no, we are obviously being pursued by a raging monster-god, bent on our complete destruction.
We think that if we can create ourselves, be our own god, we will be safe here in this world we made then forgot we made.
But God only knows us as God created us. We are as created. Nothing changed, nor could it change. The world is a dream, a tiny mad idea that we are separate from perfect love. Not only separate, but that we tried to kill perfect love, and make up our own love, and send out our terrible guilt, pin it on "others". Then we will not have to see it in ourselves, for it is far too ugly to hold within our own hearts.
We never left Home, nor could we. We are part of God. We have but to decide what we want to see; the world we made, or the truth of what we really are. This One Voice we think we cannot hear...it is our own Voice...it is wholly certain that all is well. "All you need to do is accept what I am telling you." --ACIM.
Not looking at our guilt keeps us "here".
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Only This, pg 23
Truth comes through this filter of mind, thus may appear to contradict itself. Earlier, I spoke of Self as multi-layered, but there are no layers. This is a simple distortion, and the reader should be able to tell the difference. In this writing, this book of essays, I am a man, writing of his true Self, using the small self to do so. I have many issues, resentments...in short, I am a person. But this person has learned to move aside as much as he can in order to receive the message...the person I seem to be is not my true Self, it is the self I put on to hide from God.
That is the basic reason we are "here". We desire to hide from our Creator. So powerful is mind, that this desire formed the world in the blink of an eye.
The individual can rise above the shouting of the small self, because there is nothing there. This shouting makes no sound, thus cannot be heard. Simple images cannot harm us...nothing can harm us. There exists nothing that can harm. There is whatever God is, and everything "He" created. The more we can understand this, the more we can move through the filter that is not there, and see more clearly, and by seeing more clearly, comprehend what "All is well" means. "Yes, but the suffering...the cruelty..." We have hypnotized ourselves into thinking it is kind to express in such a way, but in truth we are keeping our eye on the very thing we wish to end. We are demanding its "reality" because by the virtue of suffering, we have a "reason" to keep hiding. A Course In Miracles teaches that everything in the world can hurt us.
This is the dichotomy. This is what we must understand as completely as possible, if we wish to stop hiding. Everything in the world has the potential for pain. There is this two-edged-sword attribute to everything. The electrical power that allows me to write here can also burn this house down. The gas we use to cook can kill us if we breathe it. I invite the reader to go slowly, and sense the reaction to these words. Listen for that still voice. Often the simplest idea is the one we bypass.
Our true state of being is abstract, non-specific, yet we are obviously capable of focus. Our true state has no gradations, no mood swings...oddly, perhaps, this quality is why we are able to perceive gradations, but only as gradations, levels, opposing attributes (illusions).
Each individual knows these things. Each knows the power of mind. Herein lies our freedom. I do not speak of freedom to turn away from (ignore) suffering because we know it is not real, but to heal it through our love. But by clucking the tongue, and declaring, "How sad", we are healing nothing. Again, we are upholding the very thing we claim to want ended.
It seems too big, too complicated, but it is the simplest thing. If what I say is true, what ACIM teaches is true, added to all our other yearnings for understanding, then we know as well that we need do nothing. This is where our understanding must come to its highest. "Do nothing" does not mean what our small self tells us it means. It means turn from the condition, or more clearly, turn to truth. Knowing truth does not preclude caring, but clears away the debris of old attitudes, to allow our sight its vital clarity. Knowing the truth is as it is, we need do nothing, because the truth is the truth (ACIM: "Only the truth is true, and nothing else is true.")
Our promised heritage cannot be but true. If I lend someone a hand, I am helping, not holding an image of "Poor thing." I am knowing the glorious truth of that person, and thus we are helping one another. This one temporarily has less, and I temporarily have more. This means that in our collective terms, our joined consciousness, there is always need, and this goes back to our idea of that double-edged-sword. I once gave a pair of winter gloves to a sleeping man; I wanted to know (after I had gone) that he awoke, and wondered, "Where did these come from?" I wanted that image in my mind, because herein lies our connectedness. All of us. I did not think, "Oh, poor thing." Can you sense the superior attitude there, in those words? This is why we must learn to help and at once know the truth that lies beneath appearances. Herein thrives our strength.
Giving and receiving are the same. Helping and knowing the truth are the same. It is not so that we cannot see these things.
That is the basic reason we are "here". We desire to hide from our Creator. So powerful is mind, that this desire formed the world in the blink of an eye.
The individual can rise above the shouting of the small self, because there is nothing there. This shouting makes no sound, thus cannot be heard. Simple images cannot harm us...nothing can harm us. There exists nothing that can harm. There is whatever God is, and everything "He" created. The more we can understand this, the more we can move through the filter that is not there, and see more clearly, and by seeing more clearly, comprehend what "All is well" means. "Yes, but the suffering...the cruelty..." We have hypnotized ourselves into thinking it is kind to express in such a way, but in truth we are keeping our eye on the very thing we wish to end. We are demanding its "reality" because by the virtue of suffering, we have a "reason" to keep hiding. A Course In Miracles teaches that everything in the world can hurt us.
This is the dichotomy. This is what we must understand as completely as possible, if we wish to stop hiding. Everything in the world has the potential for pain. There is this two-edged-sword attribute to everything. The electrical power that allows me to write here can also burn this house down. The gas we use to cook can kill us if we breathe it. I invite the reader to go slowly, and sense the reaction to these words. Listen for that still voice. Often the simplest idea is the one we bypass.
Our true state of being is abstract, non-specific, yet we are obviously capable of focus. Our true state has no gradations, no mood swings...oddly, perhaps, this quality is why we are able to perceive gradations, but only as gradations, levels, opposing attributes (illusions).
Each individual knows these things. Each knows the power of mind. Herein lies our freedom. I do not speak of freedom to turn away from (ignore) suffering because we know it is not real, but to heal it through our love. But by clucking the tongue, and declaring, "How sad", we are healing nothing. Again, we are upholding the very thing we claim to want ended.
It seems too big, too complicated, but it is the simplest thing. If what I say is true, what ACIM teaches is true, added to all our other yearnings for understanding, then we know as well that we need do nothing. This is where our understanding must come to its highest. "Do nothing" does not mean what our small self tells us it means. It means turn from the condition, or more clearly, turn to truth. Knowing truth does not preclude caring, but clears away the debris of old attitudes, to allow our sight its vital clarity. Knowing the truth is as it is, we need do nothing, because the truth is the truth (ACIM: "Only the truth is true, and nothing else is true.")
Our promised heritage cannot be but true. If I lend someone a hand, I am helping, not holding an image of "Poor thing." I am knowing the glorious truth of that person, and thus we are helping one another. This one temporarily has less, and I temporarily have more. This means that in our collective terms, our joined consciousness, there is always need, and this goes back to our idea of that double-edged-sword. I once gave a pair of winter gloves to a sleeping man; I wanted to know (after I had gone) that he awoke, and wondered, "Where did these come from?" I wanted that image in my mind, because herein lies our connectedness. All of us. I did not think, "Oh, poor thing." Can you sense the superior attitude there, in those words? This is why we must learn to help and at once know the truth that lies beneath appearances. Herein thrives our strength.
Giving and receiving are the same. Helping and knowing the truth are the same. It is not so that we cannot see these things.
Only This, pg 24
We keep going back and forth between spirituality and physicality. We see the physical as the real world, as we consider spirituality to be a subject, an interest, unable to hold up when "life" gets in the way.
They must be brought together, as must all opposites. Opposites are the main way we keep our focus away from God, our Home. All is one, all is well. Our mind is so powerful, that we can and do, pretend we are not who we actually are.
The world we see is a demand. Truth is a blessing. Which do we want?
We choose constantly. We decide every second between spirit and "life", shadows or light. To bring these together is to bring illusions to truth, as A Course In Miracles teaches. There are no divisions. We were created by perfect Love in one Holy moment that has no past or future...how then can we become unholy, except in nightmares of being separated from our Holiness?
We remain as created; not static, but free, ever expanding and creating and living...but here is this tiny part of us that we projected, "living" its tiny days in this weird bulk, demanding autonomy even though it knows nothing except what it discovers along its demanding way.
Bring opposed points together, see which is real, and which disappears into the nothing from which it seemed to come. Lay these burdens down, show them to the Holy Spirit, God's perfect Thought that saved us from our belief in separation in the twinkling of an eye. Hide nothing from this Teacher, for He cannot compel us to come to Him. Such is our freedom. But in truth we came to Him in the same instant we were created...there is no past.
We already are saved from all dreams of tragedy: dark/light, up/down, the mind-numbing march of days into weeks into months...these hypnotize us, convince us we are bound to move slowly, plodding through atmosphere, taking so long just to get from one point in space to another, when in truth, we have but to think it, and we are there.
We are great, demanding to be little. Naturally, "great" does not cover it, but we must use words. It has been said that we are gods in chemical clothes. But we must go within, demonstrate to ourselves that it is so. We come as individuals, but also as one whole Son of God. Go within and find truth there. For seeking is finding, as giving is receiving.
Bring opposites together, see the oneness there, where only the truth is true...and nothing else can ever be true.
They must be brought together, as must all opposites. Opposites are the main way we keep our focus away from God, our Home. All is one, all is well. Our mind is so powerful, that we can and do, pretend we are not who we actually are.
The world we see is a demand. Truth is a blessing. Which do we want?
We choose constantly. We decide every second between spirit and "life", shadows or light. To bring these together is to bring illusions to truth, as A Course In Miracles teaches. There are no divisions. We were created by perfect Love in one Holy moment that has no past or future...how then can we become unholy, except in nightmares of being separated from our Holiness?
We remain as created; not static, but free, ever expanding and creating and living...but here is this tiny part of us that we projected, "living" its tiny days in this weird bulk, demanding autonomy even though it knows nothing except what it discovers along its demanding way.
Bring opposed points together, see which is real, and which disappears into the nothing from which it seemed to come. Lay these burdens down, show them to the Holy Spirit, God's perfect Thought that saved us from our belief in separation in the twinkling of an eye. Hide nothing from this Teacher, for He cannot compel us to come to Him. Such is our freedom. But in truth we came to Him in the same instant we were created...there is no past.
We already are saved from all dreams of tragedy: dark/light, up/down, the mind-numbing march of days into weeks into months...these hypnotize us, convince us we are bound to move slowly, plodding through atmosphere, taking so long just to get from one point in space to another, when in truth, we have but to think it, and we are there.
We are great, demanding to be little. Naturally, "great" does not cover it, but we must use words. It has been said that we are gods in chemical clothes. But we must go within, demonstrate to ourselves that it is so. We come as individuals, but also as one whole Son of God. Go within and find truth there. For seeking is finding, as giving is receiving.
Bring opposites together, see the oneness there, where only the truth is true...and nothing else can ever be true.
Only This, pg 25
Close your eyes and find yourself. Yourself is myself because we are one Self, dreaming "he" is many. This is from our perspective, but from the perspective of the Christ within us, the dream was over in the same instant it appeared. I think I am sitting here typing words, but I do not know what "I" means. The fingers touching the keys do not in truth exist. A Course In Miracles teaches that the body is nothing.
An argument that ego always makes is this: "If I shoot you, the gun and the bullet ripping through your body, and your death, all that is very real. Tell me that's illusion." But if I go to sleep, dream of being shot, the gun and the bullet ripping through my dream body is illusion. The principle is the same. There is no division between dreaming while asleep, and when we "awaken" and begin moving around, getting dressed...when we wake up, we are just in another phase of the dream.
The point is that we do not consider what this means. Ego demands that it means everything we cherish, our children, our country, our politics, our money, are all for nothing, just a sham. This is ego further keeping us from our Father. If nothing physical actually exists, and God is perfect Love, and He created His Son (us) as Himself, then we remain as God created us. Nothing has changed, nor could it. Close your eyes and find yourself as you always have been in this perfect eternal instant of creation.
Consider. The Christ (our Self) tells us God essentially says: "Awaken and return to me." Since God says this it means we did return. It is not God's Will that His Son dig in the earth with physical hands, to grow bulk for consumption in order to keep another bulk (the body) going in a meaningless cycle within a meaningless world. Consider that the world, everything in it, is made to support the body. Without the body, the world is unnecessary.
We have but to think, and we are "wherever" we want to be. We need not take steps with these heavy feet, and in fact every night, each of us "leaves" the body, and the ego covers the memory of that, in order to keep us in the dark. We are free.
We are creators. We did not create ourselves, but God created us as Himself, so we in turn create. We are not actually separated selves. There actually is no world. Only images we make up, then conveniently forget the making. We actually remain right here with our perfect Creator. There is no sin, no death, no punishment, no divine rage. All this is true. It is not true because I say so...I say so because it is true.
"I" do not know what God is, yet I do know. The first "I" at the beginning of that sentence is ego. The second "I" is the Christ. A Course In Miracles was presented by the Christ, and the Christ is God's Son as God created Him, as taught in the Text. If this is so, it means the Christ is our true Self. Thus, essentially, we presented A Course In Miracles to ourselves!
Close your eyes and come home, where you never left, nor could you ever leave. I have been long allowing ego to take the reins of "my" life. It is so easy to slip into ego. It seems so warm here in the body, even safe. I "forget" Who I really am. But there is no "in". There is no "out". There is God, and all God created and creates. Only this.
The more we go within, (come home), the more we understand we are aliens here in this world we made up. Our true home is with God. And God is right "where" we are! The dream was over in the same instant it appeared. (Teaching is repetition, until it is clear that learning is unnecessary.) We do not belong in time, we belong in eternity. We do not belong in bodies, isolated from everyone and everything. This isolation "proves" to us that we are not one with anybody, or anything. Isolation causes fear, and fear is a lack of love. The screen I look at right now, does not exist in deeper terms. Yet I see the words. More clearly, I think I see the words, just as I think I see a world. When I change the way I see the world, the world I see changes.
It is no longer sufficient to write of these things, or go to study groups and discuss them. So many words, "new" ideas, books written...the truth is here for us to see, but we remain in this projection, insisting upon its validity.
Part of the dream includes peace on earth, and I believe, sense deeply, that we are close to taking the first steps toward that peace. It will be the "Thousand Years of Peace" as long-held in the hearts of many spiritual teachers. But it begins with the individual.
I learn to turn from ego to truth every day, until I am one day so convinced of truth's reality, that I will never return to ego. (That day "happened" long before "I" was born.) What "I" do, we all do. We are one Self, remember. This back and forth "between" ego and Spirit must cease. It did cease. The World is done. What we call "Life" is a replaying of a single slide into fear that was healed instantly, because it is not God's Will that His Son suffer even the slightest discomfort.
Please look within, and find You.
An argument that ego always makes is this: "If I shoot you, the gun and the bullet ripping through your body, and your death, all that is very real. Tell me that's illusion." But if I go to sleep, dream of being shot, the gun and the bullet ripping through my dream body is illusion. The principle is the same. There is no division between dreaming while asleep, and when we "awaken" and begin moving around, getting dressed...when we wake up, we are just in another phase of the dream.
The point is that we do not consider what this means. Ego demands that it means everything we cherish, our children, our country, our politics, our money, are all for nothing, just a sham. This is ego further keeping us from our Father. If nothing physical actually exists, and God is perfect Love, and He created His Son (us) as Himself, then we remain as God created us. Nothing has changed, nor could it. Close your eyes and find yourself as you always have been in this perfect eternal instant of creation.
Consider. The Christ (our Self) tells us God essentially says: "Awaken and return to me." Since God says this it means we did return. It is not God's Will that His Son dig in the earth with physical hands, to grow bulk for consumption in order to keep another bulk (the body) going in a meaningless cycle within a meaningless world. Consider that the world, everything in it, is made to support the body. Without the body, the world is unnecessary.
We have but to think, and we are "wherever" we want to be. We need not take steps with these heavy feet, and in fact every night, each of us "leaves" the body, and the ego covers the memory of that, in order to keep us in the dark. We are free.
We are creators. We did not create ourselves, but God created us as Himself, so we in turn create. We are not actually separated selves. There actually is no world. Only images we make up, then conveniently forget the making. We actually remain right here with our perfect Creator. There is no sin, no death, no punishment, no divine rage. All this is true. It is not true because I say so...I say so because it is true.
"I" do not know what God is, yet I do know. The first "I" at the beginning of that sentence is ego. The second "I" is the Christ. A Course In Miracles was presented by the Christ, and the Christ is God's Son as God created Him, as taught in the Text. If this is so, it means the Christ is our true Self. Thus, essentially, we presented A Course In Miracles to ourselves!
Close your eyes and come home, where you never left, nor could you ever leave. I have been long allowing ego to take the reins of "my" life. It is so easy to slip into ego. It seems so warm here in the body, even safe. I "forget" Who I really am. But there is no "in". There is no "out". There is God, and all God created and creates. Only this.
The more we go within, (come home), the more we understand we are aliens here in this world we made up. Our true home is with God. And God is right "where" we are! The dream was over in the same instant it appeared. (Teaching is repetition, until it is clear that learning is unnecessary.) We do not belong in time, we belong in eternity. We do not belong in bodies, isolated from everyone and everything. This isolation "proves" to us that we are not one with anybody, or anything. Isolation causes fear, and fear is a lack of love. The screen I look at right now, does not exist in deeper terms. Yet I see the words. More clearly, I think I see the words, just as I think I see a world. When I change the way I see the world, the world I see changes.
It is no longer sufficient to write of these things, or go to study groups and discuss them. So many words, "new" ideas, books written...the truth is here for us to see, but we remain in this projection, insisting upon its validity.
Part of the dream includes peace on earth, and I believe, sense deeply, that we are close to taking the first steps toward that peace. It will be the "Thousand Years of Peace" as long-held in the hearts of many spiritual teachers. But it begins with the individual.
I learn to turn from ego to truth every day, until I am one day so convinced of truth's reality, that I will never return to ego. (That day "happened" long before "I" was born.) What "I" do, we all do. We are one Self, remember. This back and forth "between" ego and Spirit must cease. It did cease. The World is done. What we call "Life" is a replaying of a single slide into fear that was healed instantly, because it is not God's Will that His Son suffer even the slightest discomfort.
Please look within, and find You.
Only This, pg 26
Why do I write these things? What point is there to this? I feel a pull, a sort of psychic drive. It compels me to put words to a subject that is impossible to describe. But why? The teaching does not belong to me, or to any one individual. It is universal. If it is universal, it must be inside all of us. We all know these things. The world is a form of mass hypnosis. We project thought onto a screen of mind, and we form images there. We each form our own version of "reality". If three people sit in a room, each one is forming his or her own room. They all agree on the basic look of the room and its many objects: the chairs, the table, the vase of flowers on the table. (Read the Seth books, by Jane Roberts).
The room I see would not be exactly the same as what you see. But it is close enough. We hypnotize ourselves to believe that what we think we see is real. It is not real. A Course In Miracles tells us we are not seeing, but simply making images. Ego demands that this is crazy. It is not crazy. What is crazy is our demand that this world is a real, solid, actual place.
We make the world and simultaneously forget we made it, thus maintaining a vicious cycle. ACIM also teaches that this need not be. Physicality is simply not necessary. We are unlimited beings, of One infinite Self.
We are formless. Ego tells us this is bad. We are unable to conceive of anything without form, for what is formless must be unreal. Our thinking is backward. Form comes from formlessness. Form is nothing but projected images. But we can awaken from this. The Source of A Course In Miracles is our Self, teaching us that we are fragments of "him", and even as fragments, we are beloved of God.
Nothing but God exists. There is not God over here, and physicality over there. There is no line there. There are no divisions to Self. And Self is all. But it is not enough to read these words, even if you think you agree, or understand. It is not enough to repeat truth. We are free, dreaming of imprisonment. The doors of our prison are open. We can walk out any time we choose.
We are not bodies. We are not in bodies. We are not of bodies. That is partly why no one has ever been harmed. Because Who and What we actually are is perfect Love. Something breathes for us when we are not conscious of breathing; something knows how to clean our blood, maintain our cells...it knows these things intimately, not because it studied them in a book. This is original knowledge.
In our terms of time, these words were written eons before any of us were born. The words of A Course In Miracles, and every other word, were long ago written. All this, which is nothing and nowhere, never happened. Except the love. Ego, that which we believe holds us captive, and prevents us, cannot prevent us, because we made ego! It is not so that we cannot see these things. We are held captive by nothing.
This drive I feel? I trust it without question. "I" am not separate from "you". But I still slide into ego, which tells me I am in a body, isolated from you. Our Self knows we are safe. That means in truth, we know we are safe. Go in peace, then, all of us, as one.
The room I see would not be exactly the same as what you see. But it is close enough. We hypnotize ourselves to believe that what we think we see is real. It is not real. A Course In Miracles tells us we are not seeing, but simply making images. Ego demands that this is crazy. It is not crazy. What is crazy is our demand that this world is a real, solid, actual place.
We make the world and simultaneously forget we made it, thus maintaining a vicious cycle. ACIM also teaches that this need not be. Physicality is simply not necessary. We are unlimited beings, of One infinite Self.
We are formless. Ego tells us this is bad. We are unable to conceive of anything without form, for what is formless must be unreal. Our thinking is backward. Form comes from formlessness. Form is nothing but projected images. But we can awaken from this. The Source of A Course In Miracles is our Self, teaching us that we are fragments of "him", and even as fragments, we are beloved of God.
Nothing but God exists. There is not God over here, and physicality over there. There is no line there. There are no divisions to Self. And Self is all. But it is not enough to read these words, even if you think you agree, or understand. It is not enough to repeat truth. We are free, dreaming of imprisonment. The doors of our prison are open. We can walk out any time we choose.
We are not bodies. We are not in bodies. We are not of bodies. That is partly why no one has ever been harmed. Because Who and What we actually are is perfect Love. Something breathes for us when we are not conscious of breathing; something knows how to clean our blood, maintain our cells...it knows these things intimately, not because it studied them in a book. This is original knowledge.
In our terms of time, these words were written eons before any of us were born. The words of A Course In Miracles, and every other word, were long ago written. All this, which is nothing and nowhere, never happened. Except the love. Ego, that which we believe holds us captive, and prevents us, cannot prevent us, because we made ego! It is not so that we cannot see these things. We are held captive by nothing.
This drive I feel? I trust it without question. "I" am not separate from "you". But I still slide into ego, which tells me I am in a body, isolated from you. Our Self knows we are safe. That means in truth, we know we are safe. Go in peace, then, all of us, as one.
Only This, pg 27
Entry for June 02, 2008 Only This pg 27
"I would not have this in place of Heaven, and the peace of God."
--A Course In Miracles.
The world is an "Instead of". I want this instead of God, instead of perfect peace, perfect love. I want to "live" a tiny life placed inside a weak, slowly decaying body, to die.
What the world calls "good" is simply waiting for the other shoe to drop. That is not good, it is chaos. True good has no opposite, no degree, no variation. Ego will demand this means Heaven is boring, static. Further chaos.
We are one Self. We are unlimited, formless, whole and perfect as our Creator wills. God's will is our will. Ego demands this is blasphemy. Remember, we made ego.
As I sit waiting for more words, I look around, and I see all these objects. Pieces of paper, an old coffee mug full of pens...I form these images. They are in my mind. The world is in my (our) mind. We chose this instead of the God we feared we offended. This is why we fear love. We thought God was mad at us, and we instantly made our own love...to hide from His love, which we believed could no longer be seen. We fear what we cannot see.
But it is not so that we cannot see these things.
I continue to look around, and I repeat: "I would not have this in place of Heaven, and the peace of God." The peace of God. Those words might sound simplistic, but we speak of reality that is mind-boggling. But it is only mind-boggling because we chose to turn from it, to throw it away in favor of dreams.
This turning, this throwing away, all happened in our creation. Not in any past, for there is no past, but in this present instant, this tiny mad idea that we lost Him, thus ourself. I see a line and I call it the Great Dichotomy, but it is just a split. We constantly go back and forth between "reality" and whatever our idea of God is. We believe in the world more strongly than God (or anything we think we cannot see with the body's eyes.) The split confuses us because we think we can see it, and feel it, even though we have no clue as to how many hairs grow from our head, or how to breathe, or clean our own blood, or grow our own nails. We can read about these in books, and be awarded diplomas, but all we have done is study the words of another based on what they have read...we know nothing, yet we demand that we have knowledge. We only make discoveries of what already exists around us, having forgotten that we are doing all of this, forming a planet, projecting images.
The world is an "instead of". We have no limits. ACIM calls us "God the Son." I do not want the world in place of Heaven and God's peace, which clearly is my (our) own. This is why the world is unreal. I (we) do not really want the world. The world, with its "good days" and its "bad days", was over in the same tiny mad instant that it seemed to occur. It never happened. The great irony is that there is no body here, typing these words, yet the truth behind this illusion is eternally real.
So I change the way I see the world, and the world I see changes...
"I would not have this in place of Heaven, and the peace of God."
--A Course In Miracles.
The world is an "Instead of". I want this instead of God, instead of perfect peace, perfect love. I want to "live" a tiny life placed inside a weak, slowly decaying body, to die.
What the world calls "good" is simply waiting for the other shoe to drop. That is not good, it is chaos. True good has no opposite, no degree, no variation. Ego will demand this means Heaven is boring, static. Further chaos.
We are one Self. We are unlimited, formless, whole and perfect as our Creator wills. God's will is our will. Ego demands this is blasphemy. Remember, we made ego.
As I sit waiting for more words, I look around, and I see all these objects. Pieces of paper, an old coffee mug full of pens...I form these images. They are in my mind. The world is in my (our) mind. We chose this instead of the God we feared we offended. This is why we fear love. We thought God was mad at us, and we instantly made our own love...to hide from His love, which we believed could no longer be seen. We fear what we cannot see.
But it is not so that we cannot see these things.
I continue to look around, and I repeat: "I would not have this in place of Heaven, and the peace of God." The peace of God. Those words might sound simplistic, but we speak of reality that is mind-boggling. But it is only mind-boggling because we chose to turn from it, to throw it away in favor of dreams.
This turning, this throwing away, all happened in our creation. Not in any past, for there is no past, but in this present instant, this tiny mad idea that we lost Him, thus ourself. I see a line and I call it the Great Dichotomy, but it is just a split. We constantly go back and forth between "reality" and whatever our idea of God is. We believe in the world more strongly than God (or anything we think we cannot see with the body's eyes.) The split confuses us because we think we can see it, and feel it, even though we have no clue as to how many hairs grow from our head, or how to breathe, or clean our own blood, or grow our own nails. We can read about these in books, and be awarded diplomas, but all we have done is study the words of another based on what they have read...we know nothing, yet we demand that we have knowledge. We only make discoveries of what already exists around us, having forgotten that we are doing all of this, forming a planet, projecting images.
The world is an "instead of". We have no limits. ACIM calls us "God the Son." I do not want the world in place of Heaven and God's peace, which clearly is my (our) own. This is why the world is unreal. I (we) do not really want the world. The world, with its "good days" and its "bad days", was over in the same tiny mad instant that it seemed to occur. It never happened. The great irony is that there is no body here, typing these words, yet the truth behind this illusion is eternally real.
So I change the way I see the world, and the world I see changes...
The Son Speaks
There is a reality. It is complete unto itself, and as far as it knows, there is no other reality like it.
There is no outside to this reality: it is All That Is.
But it wills to share, so it creates another from itself (remember, itself being All That Is); the other, being part of All That Is, knows it is one with its Creator. The Son begins to explore, and as it explores, suddenly has a thought that it is apart from All That Is, thus, the Son believes that "he" is apart, separated from his Creator.
This fear is a flash, then the flash is gone, because it is not the Creator's Will that His Son be anything other than His Beloved, (knowing His Son remains as created.) This means that nothing unreal exists. In the flash of the Son's mad thought, he sleeps, and has a dream in which he is indeed separate from his "Father"; in this dream, which also is gone in the flash, there is struggle, for the Son has taken on thickness, no longer being invisible...a bulk (as he continues to form what he calls "language"); and he must now move about, and dig in his earth and plant things that he must put in his bulk in order to "exist".
Ego is made to direct the pinpoint focus, so that the dream-matter can be formed and observed at the same "time"...yes, time...there must be a sense of continuation, for the Son finds that his focus can be sustained for only so long before it begins to "get old" and "die".
A world has formed in a flash, one Son has "become" a multitude...legends begin of a spirit, something "outside", but is actually within, in that it forms the molecules, the atoms, the cells...the stars. It is the body which gives this illusion of "outside". A single word comes to the mind of the sleeping Son: "God".
(Notice how we have gone from simplicity to a sense of the complicated. What was perfect is now seen as a dream, a fairy tale, and the "physical" is seen as real...LIFE. Everything is backward; what the Son knew as life is now seen as death...what was seen as unreal, is now called life; for the Son has forgotten that he can produce images, and know they are unreal, even though he uses the only power there is to make the images and project them: the Mind of his Father. This is how his Father can be within the cells of his body, but still know His Beloved's dream is but a dream).
Ego, the directing, "looking out" part of the Son's dream, becomes too strong, and is now its own self. It has control of the many bodies, each body moving about, animated, as characters in a story, a play or a movie, or a novel; and God has long since been given many names, and many moods, chief among them: anger/jealousy/rage, and "love" that is contingent upon certain requirements before it is given.
Ego places blocks everywhere, so that each time one or more of the body/selves senses that they are not bodies, there is someone in authority to tell them they are not to question, for "It is written..." So effective are ego's blocks, that as God "sends" His Beloved to gently awaken his projections (the characters in his dream: us, you and I); to demonstrate that they are one with the Son, he is seen as a special case, a god, also as a radical who uses magic to twist the established teaching into "evil"; thus, his teachings are misread, twisted, and simply misunderstood, for when he says that through him is the only way to "heaven", it is taken to mean that any other way is "bad", and there will be dire consequences. It is not understood that he just means that God is All That Is, and he, the Christ, is us.
Thus, the Son speaks, whispering to us to simply ask to be awakened, and see the simplicity of infinite, perfect Love.
There is no outside to this reality: it is All That Is.
But it wills to share, so it creates another from itself (remember, itself being All That Is); the other, being part of All That Is, knows it is one with its Creator. The Son begins to explore, and as it explores, suddenly has a thought that it is apart from All That Is, thus, the Son believes that "he" is apart, separated from his Creator.
This fear is a flash, then the flash is gone, because it is not the Creator's Will that His Son be anything other than His Beloved, (knowing His Son remains as created.) This means that nothing unreal exists. In the flash of the Son's mad thought, he sleeps, and has a dream in which he is indeed separate from his "Father"; in this dream, which also is gone in the flash, there is struggle, for the Son has taken on thickness, no longer being invisible...a bulk (as he continues to form what he calls "language"); and he must now move about, and dig in his earth and plant things that he must put in his bulk in order to "exist".
Ego is made to direct the pinpoint focus, so that the dream-matter can be formed and observed at the same "time"...yes, time...there must be a sense of continuation, for the Son finds that his focus can be sustained for only so long before it begins to "get old" and "die".
A world has formed in a flash, one Son has "become" a multitude...legends begin of a spirit, something "outside", but is actually within, in that it forms the molecules, the atoms, the cells...the stars. It is the body which gives this illusion of "outside". A single word comes to the mind of the sleeping Son: "God".
(Notice how we have gone from simplicity to a sense of the complicated. What was perfect is now seen as a dream, a fairy tale, and the "physical" is seen as real...LIFE. Everything is backward; what the Son knew as life is now seen as death...what was seen as unreal, is now called life; for the Son has forgotten that he can produce images, and know they are unreal, even though he uses the only power there is to make the images and project them: the Mind of his Father. This is how his Father can be within the cells of his body, but still know His Beloved's dream is but a dream).
Ego, the directing, "looking out" part of the Son's dream, becomes too strong, and is now its own self. It has control of the many bodies, each body moving about, animated, as characters in a story, a play or a movie, or a novel; and God has long since been given many names, and many moods, chief among them: anger/jealousy/rage, and "love" that is contingent upon certain requirements before it is given.
Ego places blocks everywhere, so that each time one or more of the body/selves senses that they are not bodies, there is someone in authority to tell them they are not to question, for "It is written..." So effective are ego's blocks, that as God "sends" His Beloved to gently awaken his projections (the characters in his dream: us, you and I); to demonstrate that they are one with the Son, he is seen as a special case, a god, also as a radical who uses magic to twist the established teaching into "evil"; thus, his teachings are misread, twisted, and simply misunderstood, for when he says that through him is the only way to "heaven", it is taken to mean that any other way is "bad", and there will be dire consequences. It is not understood that he just means that God is All That Is, and he, the Christ, is us.
Thus, the Son speaks, whispering to us to simply ask to be awakened, and see the simplicity of infinite, perfect Love.
Friday, July 3, 2009
I Am Free
Everything I see...is me.
If "I" can look "out" at the world I see, and know that "I" am one Self, then how can I attack or be attacked? If I can see that the world is a hiding place...a place we made up because we thought we offended God, maybe even killed Him, and shattered our Self into separated selves, and formed separated things (Carved out of eternity: A Course In Miracles).
If I can do that, and I have found that I can, then I choose the Holy Spirit over the ego. I remember that one is the truth, and one is unreal (nothing unreal exists: ACIM.) It is as simple as that. This is our choice, and nothing else. There is nothing else. But we must look at the guilt associated with our throwing truth away.
What tremendous guilt it must be. One has but to look at the news. One has but to recognize that the negative is embraced first, over the positive. Most people do not trust positivity. This has been my experience. I believe this is one way the ego keeps us "here". Why am I not with God? I ask myself that question calmly, and simply. Why am I hiding? The first question I will answer by stating I am with God. But then here is the world. It seems so real, though we never stop to ask, "What is real? What does real mean, and how did we get a concept of real?
"I do not know the thing that I am."--ACIM. We think that if we "go back" to our true Self, that our little self is lost, and that fear of being lost, by being absorbed into one gigantic gestalt, we lose our individuality. But we do not know the thing we are, so how could we possibly know what individuality means? We have but to remember that the separation never really happened. That is why nothing, including our individuality, can be lost. How does something that never was become lost?
The second question, "Why am I hiding?"I answer by becoming still. I look calmly into my mind, and perceive another Self. That other Self is us! Someone has asked, regarding the fall into separation, "How could the impossible happen?" The answer is, it didn't.
It did not happen. This is a dream. There is no world. We really are one perfect unlimited Self. We only perceive ourselves as being apart from it. We are it! There isn't God plus you and me and the fence post. There isn't God plus Pearl Harbor, or the Alamo, or 9/11. There is God. All attack is self-attack. Attack is a cry for help. We cry for help because we do not know the thing we are. Do you see?
I look at the world, realize I am doing this. The world I see is a direct reflection of my thought. I have proven this to myself over and over. I need not defend myself against myself. I am free.
"I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me."--A Course In Miracles.
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If "I" can look "out" at the world I see, and know that "I" am one Self, then how can I attack or be attacked? If I can see that the world is a hiding place...a place we made up because we thought we offended God, maybe even killed Him, and shattered our Self into separated selves, and formed separated things (Carved out of eternity: A Course In Miracles).
If I can do that, and I have found that I can, then I choose the Holy Spirit over the ego. I remember that one is the truth, and one is unreal (nothing unreal exists: ACIM.) It is as simple as that. This is our choice, and nothing else. There is nothing else. But we must look at the guilt associated with our throwing truth away.
What tremendous guilt it must be. One has but to look at the news. One has but to recognize that the negative is embraced first, over the positive. Most people do not trust positivity. This has been my experience. I believe this is one way the ego keeps us "here". Why am I not with God? I ask myself that question calmly, and simply. Why am I hiding? The first question I will answer by stating I am with God. But then here is the world. It seems so real, though we never stop to ask, "What is real? What does real mean, and how did we get a concept of real?
"I do not know the thing that I am."--ACIM. We think that if we "go back" to our true Self, that our little self is lost, and that fear of being lost, by being absorbed into one gigantic gestalt, we lose our individuality. But we do not know the thing we are, so how could we possibly know what individuality means? We have but to remember that the separation never really happened. That is why nothing, including our individuality, can be lost. How does something that never was become lost?
The second question, "Why am I hiding?"I answer by becoming still. I look calmly into my mind, and perceive another Self. That other Self is us! Someone has asked, regarding the fall into separation, "How could the impossible happen?" The answer is, it didn't.
It did not happen. This is a dream. There is no world. We really are one perfect unlimited Self. We only perceive ourselves as being apart from it. We are it! There isn't God plus you and me and the fence post. There isn't God plus Pearl Harbor, or the Alamo, or 9/11. There is God. All attack is self-attack. Attack is a cry for help. We cry for help because we do not know the thing we are. Do you see?
I look at the world, realize I am doing this. The world I see is a direct reflection of my thought. I have proven this to myself over and over. I need not defend myself against myself. I am free.
"I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me."--A Course In Miracles.
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Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Be Glad, be Healed
I do not know my Self. I think I know myself, but I do not know my Self.
My Self seems to know me. A Course In Miracles says, "I do not know the thing that I am." I think I inhabit a body; I think I have a life separate from my wife and my neighbors and everything I think I see. But Life isn't like that. "What is the same cannot be different. What is one cannot have separate parts." --ACIM.
The world we believe we see is a reaction. We thought we lost God; we thought God abandoned us; we felt guilty; we tried to kill God. When that failed, we made a whole universe in which to hide from "Him". We split into untold pieces, made other bodies (selves) onto which we could deflect our terrible sense of guilt.
The question: "How did this terrible thing happen!" It didn't happen. We only dreamed it so. All our screams in the night, our strange beliefs in separation, our burrowing ourselves into bodies "...They will not prevail against the peace God wills for you..."
We are as created. Nothing happened to change our perfect State of Being. It cannot be changed. I never understood why it should seem strange that we are one perfect Self, formless and eternally safe; unlimited, creating wonders in utter joy and in the vitality of Life. It is the physical that I find strange. A skull containing a wrinkled mass of 60% fat that writes sonnets, plots ways to kill, thinks it thinks real thoughts...that to me is strange indeed.
Part of us, a mad thought of separation we call ego,called to us to abandon our perfect Home, form a world, fill it with "others" so we could deflect our guilt onto them. Ego bid us leave mind, forget mind, and focus solely on body. That is why mind seems strange to the world...frightening. "Don't go there!" We think we are safe from an angry God bent on our destruction. But ego's plan of course is doomed to fail, since no matter how we try to hang on, eventually, the body dies. The world demands we keep hold of body for as long as possible. But our Self knows What we really are, and Where we really are. Our Self knows nothing untoward could ever happen. It is not our will, because it is not God's will. There is no place where God ends, and we begin. There are no divisions, no levels, no gradations or interruptions; there is but infinite creativity, unbound joy and peace.
We are constantly telling one another these things. There is a constant telepathic communication between all things. The world we see is a reflection of our state of mind. I prove this to myself every day. There is no world outside our mind. We made it up. More succinctly, we make it up.
Only this exists. Only this lives, thus we need not fear, but be glad. Look at the guilt we have long held, deflected away. Look at it, see it for what it is, and be healed. That is the true and only purpose of a mad world: the healing of God's Son. Only this.
My Self seems to know me. A Course In Miracles says, "I do not know the thing that I am." I think I inhabit a body; I think I have a life separate from my wife and my neighbors and everything I think I see. But Life isn't like that. "What is the same cannot be different. What is one cannot have separate parts." --ACIM.
The world we believe we see is a reaction. We thought we lost God; we thought God abandoned us; we felt guilty; we tried to kill God. When that failed, we made a whole universe in which to hide from "Him". We split into untold pieces, made other bodies (selves) onto which we could deflect our terrible sense of guilt.
The question: "How did this terrible thing happen!" It didn't happen. We only dreamed it so. All our screams in the night, our strange beliefs in separation, our burrowing ourselves into bodies "...They will not prevail against the peace God wills for you..."
We are as created. Nothing happened to change our perfect State of Being. It cannot be changed. I never understood why it should seem strange that we are one perfect Self, formless and eternally safe; unlimited, creating wonders in utter joy and in the vitality of Life. It is the physical that I find strange. A skull containing a wrinkled mass of 60% fat that writes sonnets, plots ways to kill, thinks it thinks real thoughts...that to me is strange indeed.
Part of us, a mad thought of separation we call ego,called to us to abandon our perfect Home, form a world, fill it with "others" so we could deflect our guilt onto them. Ego bid us leave mind, forget mind, and focus solely on body. That is why mind seems strange to the world...frightening. "Don't go there!" We think we are safe from an angry God bent on our destruction. But ego's plan of course is doomed to fail, since no matter how we try to hang on, eventually, the body dies. The world demands we keep hold of body for as long as possible. But our Self knows What we really are, and Where we really are. Our Self knows nothing untoward could ever happen. It is not our will, because it is not God's will. There is no place where God ends, and we begin. There are no divisions, no levels, no gradations or interruptions; there is but infinite creativity, unbound joy and peace.
We are constantly telling one another these things. There is a constant telepathic communication between all things. The world we see is a reflection of our state of mind. I prove this to myself every day. There is no world outside our mind. We made it up. More succinctly, we make it up.
Only this exists. Only this lives, thus we need not fear, but be glad. Look at the guilt we have long held, deflected away. Look at it, see it for what it is, and be healed. That is the true and only purpose of a mad world: the healing of God's Son. Only this.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
It Might Be True
It might be true. We might be one perfect, unlimited Self. Something in me keeps wanting to express. The power of wanting is so great that there is no end to its expressions. A Course In Miracles says only perfect love exists. I allow my mind to consider that what ACIM says, every word, is true. Join with me in this thought, just for a second. We are not really separate beings, but one Self.
If this is true, none of the terrible things that we thought happened, ever happened. But it is as if we keep hitting the REPLAY button. So much has been written, so many books and blog entries...from The Seth Material, to The Disappearance of the Universe, to The Urantia Book...Esther Hicks and Abraham, The Holy Bible and all the many interpretations of that...what does it all mean? Obviously, someone is trying to tell us something, and evidently, it is quite important.
I don't want to theorize anymore. I want to really find out what it is. I want to awaken. Now, it must be made clear that I do not mean I want to die. There is no death. I want to awaken. I want to see. What we think is seeing, is not seeing, but image-making. Change the way you see the world, and the world you see will change. The two key words in that statement are, "you see".
We go inside, and it causes ripples. As a result, we just happen to find books or teachers. We have "chance" encounters with a stranger that changes our path. What if it is true?
We might actually be in perfect peace, creating wonders; worlds that are eternally kept by our Creator. What we think is the world might really be a replay of a tiny instant of fear that was healed instantly, because not only was it not our Creator's Will--it was not our will, either.
We need not fear. Some part of us knows fear is unreal. I believe this part is what dictated A Course In Miracles.
I believe every word of ACIM is true.
If this is true, none of the terrible things that we thought happened, ever happened. But it is as if we keep hitting the REPLAY button. So much has been written, so many books and blog entries...from The Seth Material, to The Disappearance of the Universe, to The Urantia Book...Esther Hicks and Abraham, The Holy Bible and all the many interpretations of that...what does it all mean? Obviously, someone is trying to tell us something, and evidently, it is quite important.
I don't want to theorize anymore. I want to really find out what it is. I want to awaken. Now, it must be made clear that I do not mean I want to die. There is no death. I want to awaken. I want to see. What we think is seeing, is not seeing, but image-making. Change the way you see the world, and the world you see will change. The two key words in that statement are, "you see".
We go inside, and it causes ripples. As a result, we just happen to find books or teachers. We have "chance" encounters with a stranger that changes our path. What if it is true?
We might actually be in perfect peace, creating wonders; worlds that are eternally kept by our Creator. What we think is the world might really be a replay of a tiny instant of fear that was healed instantly, because not only was it not our Creator's Will--it was not our will, either.
We need not fear. Some part of us knows fear is unreal. I believe this part is what dictated A Course In Miracles.
I believe every word of ACIM is true.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Only This
I am still. I do not know the thing that I am, yet I am still, and I know love. The thing that I am is not really a thing, but we must use words, and words distort.
Let us speak of love, then. Let us accept love as we know it, and go deeper, to find love as it really is. Here in the stillness, where we no longer hide from one another, but recognize our unity, here we seek and find. The love we seek has no opposite. This might be hard to grasp, since the world we see is built on opposites. We think this is balance. But A Course In Miracles teaches we are too confused to recognize our own hope. We do not know true balance when we see it, and we are constantly looking right at it. There is One Who goes with us, and he does know. The world we see is strange to him, because he knows it is not so. I did not say he "believes" it is not so, I said he knows it is not so.
Since the world we see is unreal, and nothing unreal exists, then our only purpose must be to wake up and escape the world. Forgive the world, overlook the world, release the world! Three words that for our purposes, basically mean the same thing. Let us try to go beyond words. No, it is not hard to do. How hard is it to walk through a bank of fog?
I walk during the day, and as I walk, I practice and experiment with different statements, then watch their effect on those around me (there is no one around me, but that will be for another essay.) From ACIM: "God wills [that I] be in Heaven, and nothing can keep [me] from it." Then I remember that I invented the world I see. An invention comes about when we perceive lack. The light bulb was invented because people could no longer stand trying to read by candle light. The world we see was invented to fill a perceived gap (lack) when we thought we had lost our Creator. We made bodies because we needed something with which to perceive the world. But there is no world.
Listen: There is not God plus Pearl Harbor; there is not God plus 9/11; There is not God plus my wife's brain injury; there is not God plus whatever happened to take my serenity away as a small child. God did not create any of that, and so, none of that ever happened. This is love as love is; love that cannot be pulled, as a rug, from under our feet; love whose giving is its receiving. Love as love is knows we are not really here. There is no here here. We say "God is in everything I see." Ego responds, "God is in a headache, a tornado, a plane crash?" If God (love) is all there is, and we say God is in everything we see, then everything we see must be illusion. If God is all, then no matter the appearance, we are constantly looking right at God. God is All That Is. Only this.
We are Home.
Let us speak of love, then. Let us accept love as we know it, and go deeper, to find love as it really is. Here in the stillness, where we no longer hide from one another, but recognize our unity, here we seek and find. The love we seek has no opposite. This might be hard to grasp, since the world we see is built on opposites. We think this is balance. But A Course In Miracles teaches we are too confused to recognize our own hope. We do not know true balance when we see it, and we are constantly looking right at it. There is One Who goes with us, and he does know. The world we see is strange to him, because he knows it is not so. I did not say he "believes" it is not so, I said he knows it is not so.
Since the world we see is unreal, and nothing unreal exists, then our only purpose must be to wake up and escape the world. Forgive the world, overlook the world, release the world! Three words that for our purposes, basically mean the same thing. Let us try to go beyond words. No, it is not hard to do. How hard is it to walk through a bank of fog?
I walk during the day, and as I walk, I practice and experiment with different statements, then watch their effect on those around me (there is no one around me, but that will be for another essay.) From ACIM: "God wills [that I] be in Heaven, and nothing can keep [me] from it." Then I remember that I invented the world I see. An invention comes about when we perceive lack. The light bulb was invented because people could no longer stand trying to read by candle light. The world we see was invented to fill a perceived gap (lack) when we thought we had lost our Creator. We made bodies because we needed something with which to perceive the world. But there is no world.
Listen: There is not God plus Pearl Harbor; there is not God plus 9/11; There is not God plus my wife's brain injury; there is not God plus whatever happened to take my serenity away as a small child. God did not create any of that, and so, none of that ever happened. This is love as love is; love that cannot be pulled, as a rug, from under our feet; love whose giving is its receiving. Love as love is knows we are not really here. There is no here here. We say "God is in everything I see." Ego responds, "God is in a headache, a tornado, a plane crash?" If God (love) is all there is, and we say God is in everything we see, then everything we see must be illusion. If God is all, then no matter the appearance, we are constantly looking right at God. God is All That Is. Only this.
We are Home.
Come, Be Still...it is morning
Only the love is real. "Loving thoughts are the world's only reality." --A Course In Miracles.
Only this. But it is not enough to read, to study, then to repeat words in affirmation: "I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me." --ACIM. Go inside the closet of mind, close the door. There, find what you seek. What you seek has always been yours. You always had it with you. It is everything that you are. It has no opposite, though you have thrown opposites in its path, hoping to slow it down from its inevitable rising in the night of your mind, to reveal a dawn that you had forgotten.
Words are not magic, though we give magic properties to them. Magic is our substitute for our real power, which we gave up in favor of this dream we call, the world. But of course, we did not really give it up. God saved it for us in our creation. We remain just as we were created: Innocent, holy, pure, eternal and eternally part of Him.
I do not know what "God" is anymore than you do. I only know what I sense deeply, when I go beyond the ego. I know when I practice the principles of A Course In Miracles, I prove to myself they work. The Course is one part of a greater curriculum, not the whole. There is one teaching, and all teachings teach it.
"We" are fragments of our whole personality. There is one Self. Do not allow ego to tell you this means individuality is lost. It just means, when we awaken, we at last understand (remember) what individuality really is. Go inside. Find the one love that lives and never leaves. Be transformed. There is a new morning coming to the world, in our terms of time. Yes, there is upheaval, there always is when consciousness rises. But beyond that, there is a new world. We are entering peace on earth. We are changing. The old ways no longer work. They are dying out. A more thoughtful, spiritual, compassionate, peaceful, way of being is at hand. It is a process, again in our terms.
Whatever God is, God is perfect Love.
Change the way you see the world, and the world you see will change.
Only this. But it is not enough to read, to study, then to repeat words in affirmation: "I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me." --ACIM. Go inside the closet of mind, close the door. There, find what you seek. What you seek has always been yours. You always had it with you. It is everything that you are. It has no opposite, though you have thrown opposites in its path, hoping to slow it down from its inevitable rising in the night of your mind, to reveal a dawn that you had forgotten.
Words are not magic, though we give magic properties to them. Magic is our substitute for our real power, which we gave up in favor of this dream we call, the world. But of course, we did not really give it up. God saved it for us in our creation. We remain just as we were created: Innocent, holy, pure, eternal and eternally part of Him.
I do not know what "God" is anymore than you do. I only know what I sense deeply, when I go beyond the ego. I know when I practice the principles of A Course In Miracles, I prove to myself they work. The Course is one part of a greater curriculum, not the whole. There is one teaching, and all teachings teach it.
"We" are fragments of our whole personality. There is one Self. Do not allow ego to tell you this means individuality is lost. It just means, when we awaken, we at last understand (remember) what individuality really is. Go inside. Find the one love that lives and never leaves. Be transformed. There is a new morning coming to the world, in our terms of time. Yes, there is upheaval, there always is when consciousness rises. But beyond that, there is a new world. We are entering peace on earth. We are changing. The old ways no longer work. They are dying out. A more thoughtful, spiritual, compassionate, peaceful, way of being is at hand. It is a process, again in our terms.
Whatever God is, God is perfect Love.
Change the way you see the world, and the world you see will change.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Our Deepest Heart (who we really are)
People believe what they believe. We, as we understand ourselves to be, are all on our own path. My desire is never to argue with anyone, or accept their attempts to sway me to their position. Ours is to shed light (love).
To shed light is to be as we were created; to just be, and by being, to demonstrate that we are not egos. As much as I can, I want to write without referring too much to "me". In this way, I can move aside to let my Self look through the body's eyes, and see the world as it really is. After all, I do not know who or what I am. I do not know how I got here, or even if "here" exists. So how can I decide what is right? How can a being without knowledge see clearly? It seems obvious that I need a guide.
I bless my brother on his way, as part of me.
I no longer want to question or analyze everything. I want to awaken and recognize that I never left Home. But the physical universe seems so real. It distracts. It hides our true existence from us. The guide we need, we have. Go beneath belief if you feel led. If not, you probably are not reading this anyway. It matters not at all. We awoke long ago, in our terms. It is not God's Will, thus not ours, that we remain asleep. Our awakening happened in the same instant that our sleep seemed to happen. When we "wake up" in the morning, we do not really wake up. We just enter a different phase of the dream. It is over. That is why everything has an ending. Because everything is over and done. It never was. A Course In Miracles says, "God is not fear, but love."
It is so much easier when we let go (forgive/overlook) what never took place. Let the conviction of our deepest heart match the words we use when we pray, or repeat our affirmations. Let us not argue, for in that, we use our brother to imprison ourselves. The one we think we see, across the street, or in line at the store, that one is another version of us. It seems hard to keep remembering that, but we just need discipline.
"You are too confused to recognize your own hope." --ACIM.
It only seems hard to do. Everything in the world we see can hurt us, but nothing in God can hurt us. There is no hurt in God. Hurt is unreal, and nothing unreal exists. The thoughts we have of attack are attacking our invulnerability. In truth, we cannot be attacked, but we believe we are not in truth. We think we are separated selves, scrambling around a great rock in some cold dark space. We are so confused that we bury truth under the images of murder, terror, death. Truth is right here. We are looking right at it. Constantly. We cannot not see it.
But these words written here do not matter. It is when we go inside our deepest heart, and ask for help. Ask sincerely, with a true desire to know--then we realize truth was always with us. Until then, we just keep reading words that may or may not be true. "Why am I unaware of what is so?" --ACIM.
Is that not what we really want? Enough philosophizing. We desire to know. I have done this. I have proven to myself that these teachings are real.
There is one teaching, and all teachings teach it.
Everything we think we see is in our mind. But God is in our mind. God is real. Thus, what we think we see (which we are forming into shapes, projecting "outward") is unreal because God is in everything we see. When ego demands, "God is in a headache?" Recognize that "God is in everything I see" means the headache is unreal. There is not God plus a headache; not God plus a broken leg...there is God. There is that reality of which we are eternally a part. It is real. There really is what we call "God". It only sounds crazy because we have dreamed that we turned away from it, threw truth away. But that is not God's Will. Thus, it is not our will. We are part of God. God is love without opposite; joy without opposite; peace, without opposite. Let us come inside our deepest heart, and ask. Keep it in our mind. When the world we see distracts, remember to remember Who and What we really are.
To shed light is to be as we were created; to just be, and by being, to demonstrate that we are not egos. As much as I can, I want to write without referring too much to "me". In this way, I can move aside to let my Self look through the body's eyes, and see the world as it really is. After all, I do not know who or what I am. I do not know how I got here, or even if "here" exists. So how can I decide what is right? How can a being without knowledge see clearly? It seems obvious that I need a guide.
I bless my brother on his way, as part of me.
I no longer want to question or analyze everything. I want to awaken and recognize that I never left Home. But the physical universe seems so real. It distracts. It hides our true existence from us. The guide we need, we have. Go beneath belief if you feel led. If not, you probably are not reading this anyway. It matters not at all. We awoke long ago, in our terms. It is not God's Will, thus not ours, that we remain asleep. Our awakening happened in the same instant that our sleep seemed to happen. When we "wake up" in the morning, we do not really wake up. We just enter a different phase of the dream. It is over. That is why everything has an ending. Because everything is over and done. It never was. A Course In Miracles says, "God is not fear, but love."
It is so much easier when we let go (forgive/overlook) what never took place. Let the conviction of our deepest heart match the words we use when we pray, or repeat our affirmations. Let us not argue, for in that, we use our brother to imprison ourselves. The one we think we see, across the street, or in line at the store, that one is another version of us. It seems hard to keep remembering that, but we just need discipline.
"You are too confused to recognize your own hope." --ACIM.
It only seems hard to do. Everything in the world we see can hurt us, but nothing in God can hurt us. There is no hurt in God. Hurt is unreal, and nothing unreal exists. The thoughts we have of attack are attacking our invulnerability. In truth, we cannot be attacked, but we believe we are not in truth. We think we are separated selves, scrambling around a great rock in some cold dark space. We are so confused that we bury truth under the images of murder, terror, death. Truth is right here. We are looking right at it. Constantly. We cannot not see it.
But these words written here do not matter. It is when we go inside our deepest heart, and ask for help. Ask sincerely, with a true desire to know--then we realize truth was always with us. Until then, we just keep reading words that may or may not be true. "Why am I unaware of what is so?" --ACIM.
Is that not what we really want? Enough philosophizing. We desire to know. I have done this. I have proven to myself that these teachings are real.
There is one teaching, and all teachings teach it.
Everything we think we see is in our mind. But God is in our mind. God is real. Thus, what we think we see (which we are forming into shapes, projecting "outward") is unreal because God is in everything we see. When ego demands, "God is in a headache?" Recognize that "God is in everything I see" means the headache is unreal. There is not God plus a headache; not God plus a broken leg...there is God. There is that reality of which we are eternally a part. It is real. There really is what we call "God". It only sounds crazy because we have dreamed that we turned away from it, threw truth away. But that is not God's Will. Thus, it is not our will. We are part of God. God is love without opposite; joy without opposite; peace, without opposite. Let us come inside our deepest heart, and ask. Keep it in our mind. When the world we see distracts, remember to remember Who and What we really are.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
The Wonder Behind All There Is
What is this "Something" of which I seem to be unaware, yet Whose presence I feel behind and circling my shoulders as I begin to write? Why do I think I am separate from It? Why am I unaware of what is true?
There seems to be a division here, but how could that be?
"What...is the wonder that lies back of a nut, an egg, or a grain of sand, a healed wound, the demonstration of success, and the glory of an uplifted faith...it would appear that a botanist could make a much finer [nut] than nature provides. But he cannot! He can stir up the chemicals that compose it, and mould them into the shape of a nut--but he cannot make it grow. There is something in the nut which he cannot imitate...back of which he cannot go with his analysis. We call it the life-principle."
--Being and Becoming, by Fenwicke L. Holmes. 1920.
Something in us knows how to breathe when we are otherwise engaged. It grows our nails, assimilates what we eat, cleans our blood. We ignore it, yet we are it. More precisely, it is everything that we are. It sees our illusions, but the difference: It knows they are illusions. We want to make the illusions real, and keep them so. It "...will restore your sanity because insanity is not the Will of God." --A Course In Miracles.
We are dreaming. In simple terms, this Something sits beside us as we sleep, telling us all about Who and What we really are. Imagine someone beloved to you is in a coma. You sit and talk. You explain that the world continues as your beloved sleeps...analogy can only go so far...but we can see the parallel. Our Self speaks to us, tells us we do not actually live encased in flesh, "living" in a world outside us, with other selves, other bodies. We only dream it so. It is important to understand that we are not being dreamed. It is we who dream.
I look around and tell myself everything I see is in my mind. There is nothing outside me. Everything is energy. A Course In Miracles teaches that "God is in everything I see." One always immediately goes to: "God is in a headache?...a murderer?...a rapist...!" No. It means none of those exist. Because if God is all there is, and God is in everything we see, then what we think we are seeing is not there. We are using the power of God (the only power there is) to project images. We project the images, forget we projected them, then react to them as if they are outside us...thus outside our control.
We are doing this. We dreamed we threw truth away, so we had to make our own truth. Truth cannot be thrown away. Look, then, to the simplicity of your inner nature. Not because I say so. These things are not so because I say them. I say them because they are so. Whatever "God" is, "He" is not apart from "us". Our Self teaches us that only perfect love exists. Only God exists. Thus, God must be perfect love. Perfect love is our only reality. Only this.
There seems to be a division here, but how could that be?
"What...is the wonder that lies back of a nut, an egg, or a grain of sand, a healed wound, the demonstration of success, and the glory of an uplifted faith...it would appear that a botanist could make a much finer [nut] than nature provides. But he cannot! He can stir up the chemicals that compose it, and mould them into the shape of a nut--but he cannot make it grow. There is something in the nut which he cannot imitate...back of which he cannot go with his analysis. We call it the life-principle."
--Being and Becoming, by Fenwicke L. Holmes. 1920.
Something in us knows how to breathe when we are otherwise engaged. It grows our nails, assimilates what we eat, cleans our blood. We ignore it, yet we are it. More precisely, it is everything that we are. It sees our illusions, but the difference: It knows they are illusions. We want to make the illusions real, and keep them so. It "...will restore your sanity because insanity is not the Will of God." --A Course In Miracles.
We are dreaming. In simple terms, this Something sits beside us as we sleep, telling us all about Who and What we really are. Imagine someone beloved to you is in a coma. You sit and talk. You explain that the world continues as your beloved sleeps...analogy can only go so far...but we can see the parallel. Our Self speaks to us, tells us we do not actually live encased in flesh, "living" in a world outside us, with other selves, other bodies. We only dream it so. It is important to understand that we are not being dreamed. It is we who dream.
I look around and tell myself everything I see is in my mind. There is nothing outside me. Everything is energy. A Course In Miracles teaches that "God is in everything I see." One always immediately goes to: "God is in a headache?...a murderer?...a rapist...!" No. It means none of those exist. Because if God is all there is, and God is in everything we see, then what we think we are seeing is not there. We are using the power of God (the only power there is) to project images. We project the images, forget we projected them, then react to them as if they are outside us...thus outside our control.
We are doing this. We dreamed we threw truth away, so we had to make our own truth. Truth cannot be thrown away. Look, then, to the simplicity of your inner nature. Not because I say so. These things are not so because I say them. I say them because they are so. Whatever "God" is, "He" is not apart from "us". Our Self teaches us that only perfect love exists. Only God exists. Thus, God must be perfect love. Perfect love is our only reality. Only this.
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