Tuesday, February 3, 2015

CLOSE ENOUGH TO PERFECT

Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative and creation, there is one elementary truth the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favor all manner of unforeseen incidents, meetings and material assistance which no man could have dreamed would have come his way. Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it. Begin it now. - Goethe

My blinding flash of the obvious this morning is that Goethe's statement does not refer just to our wants, or even our perceived needs, i.e., those things that come to us like love in human form, a companion, or security, winning the billion dollar lottery.

For that statement to be true, it must needs refer also to our inner being, where we are told our Father lives...in Heaven. As in, "Our Father which art in Heaven." That's within. That's our core. That's where all the love, peace, forgiveness, patience, joy...all the goodies...are stored. Within us. I just go with that being the before-conception gene pool from whence we all come.

In my quiet time as I committed myself again to seek to live in God consciousness and that is all, I heard what holds me back. It is my self-determined idea of how living in God consciousness should feel...bliss, in a word. I had to grin at that because, for whatever reasons, "bliss" has always sounded lonely to me...alone, cut off. No worries, but no razzmatazz either.

It's been awhile now since I've sought the outers, mainly because all my outers were met when I changed my expectations...when I realized I have enough.

I feel relieved...all I need do to live in God consciousness is just keep doing what I do. That's close enough to perfect for me...for this moment.

Thank you.

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