I awoke with a busy mind...judging Jill for judging me. My blinding flash of the obvious: When am I going to turn my eagle eye within? It does no good to me to see every detect in the world that you have. In fact, it does me a harm because that binds me to my judgments, my ego-victory mind.
As I ponder that, I realize I am never going to learn that. Not until I find the gold in it. Just exactly as it is.
Then I realize that my learning begins with my judging. There's my gold. The gold grows in my eager willingness to see what in me am I seeing and judging in you.
You, therefore, are my angel, the one who brought me the gold for me to use to free me from me.
We hear so often, and pejoratively, "It's all about me." Well, it is! It is if we're looking to get free. It's not if Gertrude has a heart attack, we go see her and talk all about our aching feet. Everything's relative.
God is so good to us. God is so good, God is.
Thank you.
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