“God is one. And he that is one is nameless; for he does not need a name, since he is alone. . .. All things have been derived from One ..?”
The idea of oneness is next to impossible to grasp because we live in a world of contrasts, and contrast requires more than one element. So here we are, persistently in our world of twoness. How can we grasp the idea of oneness in the world of nonbeing that we occupied before we came into beingness? One way might be to think of our fingers, legs, arms, toes, and eyes: We don’t think of them as separate entities from our total being. We don’t refer to our fingers as being separate from ourselves. Even though they have their unique qualities and character, they’re part of the oneness we refer to as ourselves. So it is with our relationship to Source or God before we came into this world- in that world, which I’m calling our “Fromness,” we and God were one.
A personal rejection may be taken as an insurmountable barrier and a reason for self-pity and hate, or as an incentive for looking more closely and critically at our behavior as a means of correcting it and thus, attempting to change the behavior of others toward us. The choices are ours to make.
Mental Pain ~ If each time we experienced it we would welcome it with interest and give it our immediate attention by asking ourselves, “ What is this hurt about?” “What is there for me to learn from it?” “What are my alternative responses besides suffering?”, we would perhaps discover the true reason for the pain and be able to arrive at some creative behavioral alternatives to aid ourselves in overcoming it.
~ Leo Buscaglia Personhood, The Art of Being Fully Human
I heard talk last night about those who have been “released” from the snare, disconnected from the false matrix. There is worry and concern. They’re losing their energy “sources”.
By the Grace of God, the steadiness of the Foundation Keepers, we are gifted stability to create from, to allow our personal song, generated by the seed of vitality placed inside the essence of who we are, to be sung, expressed in beauty.
There are others who’s sole purpose is to tear your song apart, demanding they be heard instead.
Personal hygiene … spiritual, physical, energetic, is critical. Keep the foundation clear of antagonists.
The old threads are unraveling, Get your needles ready. We are stitching a new quilt of Humanity.
Bring your old t-shirts, worn out jeans, scarves, antique gowns, aprons, old pockets of plenty who have held Earth’s treasures, stones, feathers, leaves, love notes on paper.
Each stitch A mindful meditation. Each piece of material A story. The more colour the better, so call in the Tribes.
Threads of browns, whites, reds, oranges Women from all nations start stitching. Let’s recycle the hate, the abuse, the fear, the judgment. Turn it over, wash it clean, ring it out to dry.
It’s a revolution of recycled wears. Threads of greens, blues, purples Colourful threads of peace, kindness, respect, compassion are being stitched from one continent to the next over forests, oceans, mountains.
The work is hard Your fingers may bleed. But each cloth stitched together Brings together a community. A world, our future world Under one colourful quilt. The new quilt of humanity.”
A rocketscientist and a heartsurgeon can have a discussion and not understand a word of what the other person is saying.
If you refuse to speak in understandable language you can speak without being heard.
If you are unwilling to listen, you can hear without understanding.
Any form of communication, any form of two people interacting respectfully will always require BOTH parties to meet halfway. Life is messy, compromise inevitable.
This is a stage of pre-creation, a state of infinite possibility. Follow your instincts freely.
Try not to figure out what lies ahead, but enter the “darkness” with courage. Trust in the higher powers to guide you through this part of the journey.
Evil is Live spelled backwards … and of course, it is hidden behind the Veil.
Violators, master manipulators, those who oppress and dominate the population … this world has been their oyster.