The trouble with intellectual understanding is it seems so much more reliable than spiritual insights. I mean, intellect knows...insight hopes. It takes a boatload of spiritual unlearning to get the inner security of intellect's outer confidence.
It sometimes seems to me that spiritual unlearning basically requires us to just shut up. Especially when another's strong intellect is blathering...to let 'em blather without judging. Which sounds fairly judgmental, who's kidding whom? Already I'm over my own head.
But that's why I know Gertrude as an angel in my life. S/he is blessed with a really big brain and the ability to speak really smart...and I have been graced with silence in that presence. And not silent scorn. Ah, there it is, a miracle with angel wings and halo. Don't tell me God doesn't know my needs.
It is the intellectual understanding, though, that seems to be the springboard to still more spiritual growth if we will let it be. To not get mired in proving even to our own self that what we know from our own experience about our self and others is what we're stuck with...is our truth.
Actually, it is what we get to gives thanks for because it is the key to the hidey-hole of our Father within. And we do not know how. And we do not have a clue what to do. And we feel afraid because we do not know. And we have no control over that fear which feels awesomely awful. And we resist it.
Until we crash and burn. And our Father hugs us and kisses us and tells us we are his own.
And we still do not know how anything, which we've come to realize is our great, stand-up-and-shout awakening. Because we are his own.
Thank you.
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