OUR TAILOR-MADE RETURN TO TRUTH

 

 

 

SPIRIT

meets us

where we live

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Some will claim there is only one way; others will tell you that all ways lead to TRUTH.  Rest assured, our return to TRUTH is tailor-made.

There is actually only one way, but not as reported.  The manner of our absence, and the experience of our return, will take place in just the same way as our departure; our relinquishing of illusion for TRUTH.

The DNA of our journey will be unique for each, but the dynamics at play are the same.  We each have made our own bed, will temporarily take a nap, and then decide to wake up.  Our dreams will be different, but our awakening will be the same.

There is, in TRUTH, only one problem, and only one solution.  How we arrive at that solution is as creatively distinct as each of us are.  There are no carbon-copy approaches, which is why another’s garments will not quite fit.

We fashion our own wardrobe for the journey--a journey that is tailor-made for each.

BIG BROTHER

BECAUSE

we have forgotten

who we are

help

is always

available

George Orwell, step aside; we have, at our side, one whose best interests are our interests.

Call HIM what you will, HE/SHE/IT, our BIG BROTHER is one in whom we are HIS only focus and concern; one who has pioneered the WAY, mapped out the terrain, and is able to guide us HOME.

There has been great confusion as to the identity of our BIG BROTHER, many names given, conflicting descriptions argued over, but one thing is certain, HE is kin to all, and the ONE in whom our trust is safely given.

The ‘big’ in brother has to do with one who remembered HIS/OUR roots, the HOME from which we came, and the one who is directing our return.  We are constantly being reminded by HIM that we are no different than HE in our makeup or status.  We have merely forgotten our lineage, which HE is determined to remind us of.

As much as we cling to limitation, HE insists we are UNLIMITED.  The guilt we often bear, HE suggests we let go, because of our INNOCENCE.  While we focus on our imperfections, HE points out our PERFECTION.  HIS LOVE is boundless, HIS patience unending, and HE rarely holds back a smile when we insist our drama is real.

HE is the perfect party planner, who dispenses invitations and directions constantly.  HIS gentle nudges and soft whispers continually beckon us to join HIM at the barbeque of our FATHER.

Big brother indeed.

TRUTH IS FUNNIER THAN HELL

MY

truth

your truth

their truth

equals no truth

THERE

is only

the TRUTH of GOD

We generally ascribe to TRUTH qualities which would hardly include humor, but in the face of our illusions, TRUTH is definitely funnier than hell.  The humor quotient is derived from the juxtaposition that TRUTH represents to our illusions, which we have made to be so real, we can barely accept they could be anything but.  That’s when things start to get funny.

We are so bonded to our illusions, hell included, that to believe it is all one big happy dream to GOD, but a nightmare to us, is to knock us off our game, only to cause us to eventually come up laughing, either now or later.

When you consider that we consider our limitations as real, then to hear we are actually UNLIMITED BEINGS, that’s pretty darn funny.

When we can barely muster a few ounces of LOVE for random distribution, and then hear we are BEINGS of LOVE, it’s hard not to snicker.

When it seems that GOD is nowhere to be found, only to be told there is nowhere HE is not, we almost respond with derision.

When everything seems separate from everything else down to the last nano-particle, then to hear that all is ONE, is just too much to hold back a guffaw.

When we wake up from dreaming at night and realize what we thought was real was only a dream, and then hear that our daydream of a life is no different, just experienced on a different level, who are they kidding?  That is friggin’ hilarious.

As it turns out, GOD has the ultimate stand-up routine going.  HE softens the blows of our illusions, with a tongue-in-cheek delivery of TRUTH.

Now that’s funnier than hell.

 

THE WAY OF THE WAY

THE

WAY of the WAY

is to be

in the WAY

of the WAY

and with the WAY

THERE

is

no other way

How many times have we been on our way, thinking we know where we are going, when all of a sudden, we get the feeling to change direction.  Sometimes that leads to a surprise encounter with someone we would have never crossed paths with had we continued on our way.

That is the WAY of the WAY.

What about sensing something we feel should take place in our life, and yet, we see no possible way for it to occur.  Then, out of the blue, circumstances conspire in a manner that seems to lead in the opposite direction, when, all of a sudden, things fall into place and develop in a way we could never figure out ourselves.

That is the WAY of the WAY.

Then, there are those moments when we feel stuck, with no discernible direction, and nothing feeling alive anywhere.  With all momentum lost, having run out of gas, and simply not caring about any destination, walla, something surprisingly wonderful develops.

That is the WAY of the WAY.

The WAY of the WAY is that still small voice that uses whatever means necessary to get our attention, and then leads us in the direction we wanted to go in the first place, but just couldn’t figure out.  Oftentimes feeling lost within the limited parameters of our life, the WAY has the vantage point of UNLIMITED AWARENESS, and is able to put us back on track, if we are attuned and willing.  

Catch-phrases that describe these attempts are:

it crossed my mind

I was just thinking about

something told me

it just occurred to me

it caught my attention

my gut feeling was

I had a hunch

my first impression was

There is never any coercion by the WAY, only a gentle nudging and subtle suggestion.  We are completely free to either stay lost, or be found.

That is the WAY of the WAY.

PLAYING WELL WITH OTHERS

AT

play in the fields of the LORD

has real meaning

when you are frolicking

in HIS backyard

It almost sounds like a childhood psychological evaluation, but, it is actually a dynamic that follows us through life.

How well do we play with others?  First, by not caring about whether or not we even care about what they are playing, and, more importantly, how they are playing it.  Whether we are interested in it at all is a mute point.

This may sound confusing, but follow closely.  You may run across someone who is a passionate accordion player.  You may not give a flip about the accordion, or any sound coming out of one.  You have multiple response options.

You could:

make fun of the instrument

make fun of anyone who would choose to play one

make fun of the type of music created by one

or, identify with the passion of the player, and have an entirely new experience of ONENESS,

   instead of all the previous examples of separation

That is playing well with others.

This may sound elementary, but it has broad applications.  If you observe all the times which you choose to retain your separateness, instead of choosing to identify in ONENESS, you will begin to observe all the levels of not playing well with others that have been a great disservice by not allowing the increase and expansion of your experience outside the artificial walls you have built around yourself.

When you look for the “door” of ONENESS in each encounter, you will find the key to UNLIMITED experiences, and the secret of playing well with others.

                                     

THE GREAT FRONTIER

THE

journey HOME

covers a lot of ground

all

of it

within

We are talking about the journey from feeling limited to BEING UNLIMITED; a realm without parameters, definitions or boundaries.  It is the MIND of GOD, and all things that ARE.  It is a landscape with no waypoints other than the path of PEACE.

Space exploration is usually touted as the last great frontier.  Unfortunately, the current state of technology will not allow any of us to go gallivanting around the cosmos any time soon.  In any event, nobody has really dialed in any destination within reasonable distance that is too friendly anyway, so we are not really missing out on all that much, except to dream about the beautiful pics from the Hubble telescope.

The REAL last frontier is our own UNLIMITED BEING, which will require no NASA program or funding from Congress.  It can be conducted any time, any place, at no cost, except, the choice to do so.

The unknown part of the exploration lies beyond the framework of all our self-imposed limitations; those we have accepted from without, and those we have constructed within.  It is the born-again reference made regarding not being able to see it unless you experience it.

The unknown aspects of the universe portend many threats to our survival far exceeding the danger that the neighborhood around the corner may harbor, but the unknown aspects of our UNLIMITED BEING are all friendly.  Here lies a terrain that beckons us from the fear of our own neighborhood, and the self-subscribed limits of our familiarity.

This journey is undertaken by not gearing-up, but by gearing down.  Provisioning for this exploration is counter-intuitive to all other ventures.  It does not involve holding tight for the ride, but by letting go into the flow.  It involves an implicit trust that you are in the good hands that you ARE.  Ground is actually covered by not striving at all.

It is all uncharted terrain.  The feel involves walking paths slowly, then quickly, some up and some down, with both hills and valleys.  At times it is conducted solo; other times with others.  Sometimes you have clear vistas ahead; other times visibility is obscured.  The less burdened you travel, the more ground you seem to cover.  There are times you feel like you have lived three days in one.

The great thing about this frontier is that it is all good, and, it keeps getting better.  Even though you may find yourself in a cul-de-sac on occasion, you always find your way out, and off in a new direction.  The more you let go, the more exciting it gets.

Go light, go far, and go now.

ALL SMILES

IF

GOD had a face

HE would be smiling

at you

GOD doesn’t have a face, or any other body-parts for that matter, but, HE/SHE/IT is smiling, and that smile is directed at you.

GOD gets a bad rap for being a grouch, which HE most assuredly is not.  GOD is the consummate party-animal, with the doors of HIS pad flung wide-open, loving to hang out with HIS homies nonstop.

You will never meet a more jovial chap.  Loving to laugh, revel, and party, this guy is off-the-charts engaging--the one to be hanging out with.

How could you not love being the center of HIS attention, always being the guest of honor, and privy to all the insights that close proximity awards?

Plus, HE is all smiles.

HANG LOOSE, BABY

HANDLE

life loosely

being ready

to relinquish your grip

in a moments notice

Each moment is pregnant with REALITY; maybe not the REALITY we wish, but REALITY nonetheless.

We find ourselves driving through the moment with various layers of expectations and projections, like blinders on a racehorse.  What we end up missing are all the peripheral details, and many they are.  Our limited definition of reality ends up boiling down to what best supports our personal agenda of the moment, all the rest be damned.

The moment is so multi-dimensional that to even begin to grasp the scope and scale of it requires a different approach.  Our projections into it create a climate of holding tight to those goals and attempting to force our outcomes, whether or not the moment will allow them.  This inevitably results in effort and striving, and usually, some level of disappointment.

Our expectations are projected from a very limited framework that we keep fast-forwarding from all our previous moments, resulting in a limited outlook being foisted upon an UNLIMITED REALITY.  If we were to indulge ourselves in simply hanging loose and allow ourselves to just flow through the moment without all that heavy baggage, the moment would take on a completely different countenance.

The world we see around us is not the REAL world, but the world of our projections, and thus very limited.  If we have determined that the world is boring/evil/futile/ugly/corrupt . . . fill in the blanks . . . that will be the world we see.  But, if we hang loose a bit, discard all that baggage, we will begin to see something very different, and possibly, something even magical by our standards:  the song of a bird, the smile of the walked dog, the laughter between two having coffee, the sun breaking through the clouds, or the smell of sweet perfume.  All these generally go unnoticed under the heavy burden of projection.

Take a deep breath, relinquish your grip, and hang loose, baby--the smell of REALITY fills the moment.

31 FLAVORS

DRAMA

is the diet

of ego

SPIRIT

goes straight

to dessert

We are not talking ice cream here, but, the 31 flavors of fear.

We are really capable of only two emotions; LOVE and fear.  Each represents the operating systems we came into our experience with; LOVE, representing our TRUE spiritual REALITY, and fear, representing the unreality of our own creation.

LOVE is generally mis-characterized as an emotion, which it is not.  It is more accurately described as a feeling.  Fear, on the other hand, is an emotion with 31 flavors of expression, none of them very appealing.

The 31 flavors of fear include, but are not limited to, anger, hate, jealousy, envy, strife, frustration, confusion, depression, spite, lust, condescension, doubt, turmoil . . . and on and on.

Some may argue that each of these is comprised of their own unique DNA, but that is not the case.  If we pull back the curtain far enough, the only face we see is that of fear.

In the prodigal son’s little misadventure, he probably had samplings of all the above, and then some--the particulars are left to our own imagination.  What he did discover was that he did not have an appetite for such a diet.  Instead, his taste buds had a hankering for the grub of LOVE/JOY/PEACE--the trifecta of HOME cooking.

Our 31 flavor experience is one diet we can decide to change.  We know how it goes:  if we have it in the house, we are going to eat it.  So, the solution lies in not buying it in the first place.

Leaving it in the store will keep it out of our house and off our waste line.

This is a diet worth considering.

DID YOU SAY PERFECT?

REALITY

is

pERFECT

MATCH

that up

with your dreamlife

Yes, PERFECT.

Some definitions are in order.

We are not saying we have the perfect life; body, circumstance, situation, family, relationships, career, economic status, etc.  What we are referring to here is our SPIRITUAL REALITY.

The LOVE that we feel is PERFECT.

The JOY that we express is PERFECT.

The PEACE that we experience is PERFECT.

The characteristics listed above are not some diluted version of the REAL thing--they are PERFECT.

We each express them differently, but that’s the nature of our little separation misadventure.  That doesn’t make them any less PERFECT.  That only makes their expression unique.

We were not bestowed lesser or unequal versions of the REAL thing--we ARE the REAL thing.

Yes, we said PERFECT.