SPIRITUAL TRUTH IS COUNTERINTUITIVE

When we allow ourselves to be perfectly received, totally gazed upon by the One who knows everything and receives everything, we are indestructible. -- Fr Richard Rohr, "Daily Meditation," January 3, 2022

Knowing God is the One, just suppose that One is the person with whom we are sharing and/or resisting in the moment. Having a friend one can trust utterly is essential for the time when grace lifts our selfed protection, with Self waiting to enwrap the whole of us in love and laughter.

 

The surprise is that we must speak out loud the me that is mired in ego, covered over by fear of and for self. Our reasoning mind and our friend's intention of helping by redirecting us away from ourself blocks the flow of the me-ness that can only die by being birthed...not by silencing it, by speaking it.

The secret is in realizing by experiencing our very me-ness...we held our nose and took a leap of faith a long time ago. We have been caught, loved, settled in, and sent back out to learn more...repeatedly. That's when we're doing it right. 

We have realized spiritual truth is counterintuitive by proving it to ourself...repeatedly. Comes yet again a test of our vaunted realization. God makes available the ears (and the love) of a trusted friend to whom we spew our egoic fears, then wallow in them...even feel a touch of pride as they strut their stuff. There...the ultimate trust that God has our back.  

Face it, on the purely practical level, hiding those ego-trips surely hasn't stymied them. Here's our still more spiritual growth paying off: We are re-re-reminded that we must go beyond reason to love. There it is, it is realizing by experiencing our very me-ness that removes the veil from our eyes.   

 

We must remember when that time comes for another, and we are the friend being invited in, that we all have been lifted to a higher plane...we are not there to issue spiritual answers, not to redirect the egoic mind, not to speak but to listen. 

It is our honest and ongoing search for the spiritual that sets the wheels in motion. The One, using our friends ears, hears in lovingkindness and accepts our me-ness. 

There...we are freed from that me-fear, free for it to strut its stuff again if that be God's will for its secret power is out in the open...secret no more. Powerless.

When we cast our bread upon the water, maybe its return is not the blessing, but the casting. -- Anne Lamont

 

Thank you.