These simple acts are themselves prayers, as if saying, "I acknowledge your relationship to me. We are one."
On that level, we know we are one. We speak to one another of our soul-desire to share life. Not just physical dream-life, but our whole life--our heritage. But ego declares the physical to be the only true reality.
When that level is reached, we see that we were dreaming, after all. Our eyes are opened, to see that all our arguments were leaves in the wind.
When we speak of levels, we are describing frames of reference, as borders between states. They "exist" so that we know "where" we are.
It's enough that God is. Everything leads to that one truth. But all our concepts and questions add to the confusion.
Here in these pages, we approach simplicity with ego intact. We use words to capture that which exists beyond language. Yes, it is enough that God is.
As I sit tapping the keys, I feel that energy, as an old friend...
The Flow: that urge to write (or paint, or build, or sing). You feel it surround you. Listen to your music. Imagine how the singer feels it. In that tiny space before the music begins, there is perfect silence. She takes a breath, and her clear soprano vibration begins.
And the room is hers.
But you see, all share in it. The audience gives its energy to her, adding to the power of the Flow. Selfhood dances with selfhood. She returns the energy back to the people, and the sharing is complete. Ours is to realize we are one.
People think being one precludes individuality.
If it meant being wholly disconnected from one another, and everything on earth, being unable to communicate, to stagnate in the vacuum of their isolated minds, they would be correct. But individuality means we are free. We remain ever connected to our Source, deny it or not. The child is part of the parent. We may behave as separate as we wish, but we see what can be brought to the world when we do.
I feel it...
Remember, the Flow never leaves. The tide pulls away from the shore, yet remains, having never left. But the ocean has a limit. Spirit does not.
I just took a break, watching the candle. I closed my eyes. The image went deep purple. It almost seemed alive.
The image was no less real than the candle. This teaches you to see without making divisions. In this way, you focus less on non-reality. You can now see beyond concept. We assume that because the inner world is without solidity, it must be unreal. None of our "inner" worlds are any less real than the "outer".
If I dream I hit my thumb with a hammer, it doesn't hurt...how could that be real if there is no pain?
So tied are we to the physical, so wrapped in solidity, we forgot we are spiritual (non-physical) beings. In such forgetting thrive the nightmares we believe hold us captive. Think of the events of 9/11/01. Think of those thrust into action. One moment, ignoring each other. Then suddenly tearing the flesh from their fingers, pulling from the rubble the bodies of their brothers and sisters. Think of the families, declaring to the world their faith. There is a much used, but little understood catch-phrase: "Everything happens for a reason."
Or for the good.
All it means is that God remains in His heaven. For all our shouting, screams in the night, we remain forever held in the Everlasting Arms. If this were untrue, how could people whose lives were turned upside-down still smile, and tell the world that they know they will see their loved ones again? How could this be? "For the good" means nothing is ever lost.
We all turn to God, according to our own belief, and cry, "Where are you?"
We turn as one, hearing as one, the still small voice. Many do not recognize the voice. But increasingly, more begin to understand. Ours is not to pick every event apart, to find the spiritual truth behind it. Ours is to shed light. Let us all in our own way, take spirituality out of theory, and embrace its reality.
Some turned to violence, others to meditation and prayer.
On that day, we stood united, hands held in meditation. Today we stand to declare the presence of the Divine.
We can no longer afford to give lip service to our beliefs.
No longer pretend we are not children of God. We must set aside our differences, find common ground. Life cannot be destroyed. Those who died on that day are more alive than ever.
Where have we gone?
Let us "become" who and what we have always been. People still believe less in what they cannot reach out and touch, and more in what they can grasp with their physical hands, even though they are created of the very thing they deny. Look at the world we have made. Look clearly. The light we speak of is the respiration of infinite love: God. Who walked the earth, knowing his Father lived in his heart...who so taught the world...
The Christ.
That Spirit is alive in all of us. Let us not merely nod, "That is very good", but be filled with that reality which has always thrived within.
We must go beyond theory...
Let us pull our injured minds out of our own devastation. No longer deny that which heals us. For the love, power, peace of God will always be. A year ago, we engaged in a lesson in faith. Does it now speak to you?
Nothing can be taken. Not a flower, not a soul. [ * ]
We do not see the entire picture, cannot see past shadows dancing on the walls of our ego-driven nightmare. But there is a difference between strength, power, and violence. In violence, there is weakness and fear. In strength, there is courage. In power, there is unity.
The Divine Spark.
Father, you are the provider of our every need; you are the courage of our convictions, the song and the singer. You are the call to action, and the action itself. You are our deepest heart. We will never again turn from you, but live eternally in your heaven. Amen.
We are heaven.
Yes, we are the kingdom within. We are the word spoken. We are created in the image and likeness of God.
We will not surely die?
Listen. Beyond the words written here, beyond the skull, and the brain inside, what could there be but the imperative of the Divine to express perfect love to us? Let us remove our beliefs from theoretical complacency, stop giving a polite glance to truth, whatever form we give it. Let us stand together.
There are those who don't believe as we do.
For the soul, belief becomes knowledge. We are not each made by an individual god, but by the one God. Here is His peace revealed as our own.
The peace of the Christ.
He declared with all the authority of his Father within, the absolute power of this peace.
[* When this book began, my wife and I were legally separated. I was staying with her to help her as she recovered from surgery. I had bought her a little plant with a single bloom. One morning as I wrote, I saw the plant didn't look very good, so I took it outside for some sun. The plant later died.]
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