LIVING IN OUR NATURAL STATE...AS LOVE

In my consciousness, all dogs are loving unless taught otherwise...all they want is to love us and to show us love. That may not be true in someone else's consciousness.

I am reminded of a weekend many years ago when three friends and I went to a country house of a friend. Two of us were having a mental disagreement with each other...meaning our lips were saying nothing, our attitudes were ugly. One of us was utterly oblivious to the ugly, and she had the best time ever. One of us was unaware of exactly what was going on so thought there was something wrong with her. She spent the weekend trying to make up for what she did not know.

That weekend is my Rosetta Stone for  realizing levels of consciousness, specifically, the importance in upgrading mine as soon as I feel resistance to what I am seeing, experiencing. That's just so many words  meaning I need to change my mind. That's all raising one's consciousness is, ultimately. We raise our consciousness by simply changing our attitude about whatever our mind is resisting. Which is not a self-help job...we must turn to a higher power, or at least a good friend.

I say often that the most difficult thing I've ever been asked to do is to change my mind. Our reasoning mind gets in the way when it links up with our ego and will not let go of its need to feel the self-protection in "But I am right." We consider ourselves evolved when we don't think "But you are wrong." Followed by a sense of superiority when we can allow that you have a point. I have the whole, but you have a point...all square! That's just staying in the ego-based reasoning mind, or going down that wrong road again.

Love, I believe, is our natural state...we are born as love. Not loving. Not into love...neither of which is true. But as love. It wouldn't surprise me if we didn't learn disrespect, the source of all our woes according to me, the minute the doctor spanks our bottom at birth. From that point distrust has entered our consciousness, and if we never get a sense of apology or amends or atonement...or love...for that disrespect, we set out on the road to pay-back. That's the long road back...the road of forgiveness, a.k.a, self-forgetfulness. There's a great song from "South Pacific" about we have to be taught how to hate. The same is true of trust...learning how to trust that we won't be spanked just for being born is the goal.

When we realize unto acceptance that the spanking (i.e., life itself) was not disrespectful, not personal to us, necessary for all, we are finally heading in the right direction, i.e, living in our natural state...as love.

Thank You.