STAND ON IT

No matter what the conditions are in my life, God is there. Loving me.

All the love, blinding flashes of the obvious, insights and God gifts are as true this very minute as they were when first I received them. I stand on it.

Thank you.

LIVING IS GIVING...OVER

[The following is a reprint of my blog of January 25, 2012.]

The fact that the Father and I are One is sufficient to meet all my needs…but it is just so many words unless and until I realize it, until I experience it as I live and breathe. And no amount of self-will can cause that to happen. It is blocked by the very thought of getting.

Giving up fighting anything and anybody is the first step into realization.

Thank you.

SOME DISTANT DAY

[H]ave patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day. -- The German poet, Rainer Maria Rilke

This speaks to  me today. My "getting well" is going way too slow. It has developed into lung and/or breast cancer, double pneumonia, beriberi, or possibly mad cow disease. None of which is my real concern...my real concern is, who's going to take care of Ruckus?

Mark went on vacation for a week. I was doing fine until I found that out...there may be a connection.

How long, oh Lord?

Thank you.

GIVE...WITH BOTH HANDS...GIVE

It is right and fit that I receive my good first.

Less than a wisp of a whisper floated through my consciousness this morning. Lighter even than my blinding flashes of the obvious. And I knew that it is necessary, not just right and fit, but necessary that we receive our good first. And I knew this was about living in a consciousness of enough.

Several seemingly disjointed thoughts came to me then:

Good, whether it appears as a dollar, a donut or a donkey to ride, constitutes enough and our kingdom of heaven in the moment.

It seems to me one cannot have  a consciousness of enough without also having an "others" consciousness and vice versa...to me, they are entirely interdependent.

In their interdependence, their message is: "Pass it on."

There.  It is right and fit that I receive my good first. We must receive it in order to pass it on which is the reason we receive it...to give it away.

To fail to pass it on is to lose it...it cannot be held back, hoarded, stored. The supply is never ending only when it flows forth.

Thank you.

ALL ANGER IS VICTIM BASED

[The following is a reprint of my blog (reworked) of December 20, 2012.]

I read once, and I have come to agree, that there are only two emotions; i.e., fear and love. All other emotions are blooms of those two.

It is my contention that fear's first bud is hurt, the briefest feeling of hurt, which immediately springs forth as anger or self-pity, depending on our bent, but both are victim based. That slight feeling of unease which flashes hurt goes one of two ways: 1) anger to cover up the hurt which justifies hurting in retaliation; or 2) magnified hurt to justify hurting in retaliation.

We angry ones lie to ourselves when we believe our anger is proof of our non-victimhood. Unresolved anger is the cloak of the victim.

Same goes for self-pity which we hurt ones wear as if it were a crown of martyrdom...enviable in our own minds. Its only goal is to hold to the hurt so the one who hurt us...hurts. Self-pity is another cloak of the victim.

What we fail to understand is that all temptations to fear are projected from within our own selves. They are the ego made manifest...looking to glorify itself, to protect itself, to defend itself.

We perceive our projected fear as an attack from another that must be put down, rather than realizing it as an invitation from our own ego. Our ego always legislates for itself, attempting to show its power, i.e., the non-existence of a power greater than itself. It only succeeds in keeping God out.

There is nothing to fear but fear itself. There is no self to protect. The Father and I are One.

Thank you.

THE UNWANTED PEARL...SELF DISCIPLINE

With self acceptance must come self discipline else the reasoning mind will take self acceptance as its license to remain self will run riot. There is no peace there.

Our self acceptance together with self discipline leads to a turned-over-to-God life...without self discipline, we're akin to monkeys run amok.

We learn to remind our self, often and as needed: Most important is the discovery that spiritual principles will solve all my problems. 

Thank you.

SELF ACCEPTANCE...LOVE ME OR LOVE ME

Self acceptance. I think most people on this earth want self acceptance, pray for self acceptance. When...elementary, my dear Watson...the only way to get self acceptance is to accept our self just exactly as we are right this very minute.

Why is that so hard? So hard to get...to do?

I got my first glimmer of my base problem in high school when I was forced to accept that I have fine (now thinning) hair. The homecoming queen had thick, luscious, curly hair. So, of course, I went to her beautician looking to get a haircut that would make my hair BE exactly like hers. Failed, of course...blamed the beautician, of course.

I'm half embarrassed to admit that I was still doing this...it may not even be past tense yet.

But the same principle applies in finding the God of our own understanding. So many of us, well into adulthood, blame our first teachings of God for our refusal to let God be alive in us today. Either we fear him for being an avenger "because that's what we were taught" or we resent him for not being Santa Clause "because that's what we were taught."

I'm convinced that it is our refusal to accept our own self just as we are right this very minute (I'm talking warts, folks, big warts with hairs on 'em)...and joy in it!..that blocks our accepting a God of our own understanding. Plus, what if Gertrude's is bigger, better, stronger, wiser? What if I am wrong?

That's not all. If we would accept not only our warts but also our loving kindness ("I'm not really...I should do more, be better, etc."), we wouldn't need to be begging God every other minute to remove this, grow that, stop me, start me. We would free our self up to take the spiritual...and practical...steps toward making the change in our own attitude about our self. Then we could learn to love and laugh at who we are right this very minute.

Let's face it, we are each as close to perfect as we are ever going to be up to this very minute. Love that! Can't help but laugh now, can we?

Thank you.