October 25,2013 6 am
Write for 10 min.
This morning I recognize the value of consistent
writing. I know that I would be more
confident with upcoming events if I were to do so – write on a more consistent
behavior, I tend to not be consistent with anything- maybe that is my
consistency and I can hear Spirit saying that there is no time frame from which
to work so it is not necessary to beat myself up about my lack of
consistency. The point here is that time
is a construct of man therefore it has no bearing on the world of Spirit, so
everything is at the right time. That is
a very sobering thought when you consider that everything is just right, that
there is no thing that is out of time, you are not late, you are not
unaccomplished, you are just where you are and that is okay. Even if you are in the deepest of Hells, you
are just where you need to be, everything is an opportunity to learn the lesson
of love, which of course is the only lesson.
Everything boils down to love, love of neighbor, love of father and
mother, love of sister and brother, love of GOD which is another way of saying,
love of SELF. In fact all of these, love
of… is love of self. Every single situation
in life, every gut wrenching, heart stomping, and life flattening experience is
an opportunity to love SELF in all forms and guises.
I lay in bed and try to quiet my mind, I imagine a painting
my cousin has on her wall of a bindu, a large circle with a dot inside, she
tells me it is the representation of the cosmic mind in the Hindu tradition, it
is the center of consciousness and if you meditate on it you will raise your
consciousness. I think about the Bhagavad
Gita and how the story is a tool for opening your consciousness, a story I have
listened to over and over again and I will continue to. I think about the 72 names of God, found in
the Torah or the Old Testament of Holy Scripture, that if you meditate
on the 72 names of God as they are written in Hebrew you will open your
consciousness. And where does that consciousness
lead- right back to love, to loving yourself, to SELF Love which is all we are
here in physical form to do, to remember that we are love, that everything is
love, that we are here to experience everything, deemed good and bad (as we
live in a dualistic realm) with love.
“That is absurd” I hear you say, “Have you been listening to
the news lately? Do you not see the horrible way that people treat each other
and the world? What part of that is
love?” Great question. That which you experience
as horrible and unloving is that which is caused by the lack of love. The
universe operates from a stance of BEING, there is no good or bad, everything
just is. If Mankind destroys itself, the
water, the air, the Earth, well you know you cannot destroy energy. It is only
transformed. So, life as we know it may not exist, but life will continue, you
at your core, will continue along with every other speck of energy- which is
everything. So if you remove the idea of
annihilation then you can proceed without fear. Part of waking up your
consciousness is waking up to the fact that you have nothing to fear. When you can acknowledge that you can act,
think and Be from a position of love. Every
step that you take will come from love.
It seems so simplistic, but if you moved through your day, making all of
your choices from love: is this a loving act to my body to eat this food, is
this a loving act to my household to clean this floor, is this a loving act to speak to my child this way, is this a loving act to
allow that car to go in front of me, is this a loving act to smile at the stranger, is this a loving act to watch this TV program, is this a
loving act to create this art… is this a loving act to wage war, to shut down
the government, to overcharge, to recycle, to speak to myself like I am lesser
than?
As I read the words I write, I recognize that they seem
simplistic,and idealistic, but what if we all approached everything we did with
that question in mind? What if we
operated from a consciously questioning state of mind? Try it and see if your world transforms.
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