Should we be so inclined to receive, we will.
In the silent studies, answers will come.
I found myself saying aloud that, “I no longer believe mankind is capable of loving”. Oh how I wish this weren’t true, but for me, it is. Over fifty now, I’ve had my share of experience … Infidelity, being used for those ‘guilty pleasures’ all the while under the delusion it was about love.
Stepping back and away from those would be partners I look at things from the outside. I see people as they are with each other, I see them hurt each other out of selfishness. While the beginnings of most relationships are warm and fuzzy it soon develops into a ‘what about me’ thing.
This I conclude, is from the lack of teaching about love, the lack of experiencing it. So many look for that partner who will ‘complete them’, not understanding that first, they must make themselves whole. If they do not, then they are not bringing their full potential to the meetup.
This idea of women being ‘objects of desire’ is so stupid! I wonder what makes people think that the outside is more important than the inside. Cat-calls, near collisions as drivers crane their necks for a look, shallow meetings with those thinking shallow. As a younger woman I recognized these things in others, and only when I stepped out of the mess did I also see them in me.
Time … and our attention … are precious gifts, these are our most valuable assets. Sharing them with full, conscious comprehension is the best we can do for the world. Working together for a better whole is the only logical way this story concludes, the heart knows it.
So while still quite young, this is my focus.
Most people must pair up in order to have enough, since circumstance and the housing and food markets are so outrageously priced, even if they don’t really like each other. This countries situation has gone from one of potential opportunities for greatness, to one of excessive lack and need.
It is no wonder so many people are depressed, given pills to ease their obvious knowing that things are not right. “Dull the mind” they say, “this will make it all better” … while the world spins out of control, crawling deeper into the hole of corruption.
Hopefully mankind will be able to return to the earth ways before it is too late. It is apparent that the current system of things is not a healthy one.
That being said, I DO believe that the root of love still dwells deep within the heart and soul and spirit of humanity. My hope is that a warm wind blows across the land, through the energetic fields of all people, and takes with it the darkness that has covered the inherent joy living inside the child within all humans … And I hope for it to begin soon.
Discernment ~ It’s a frequently used word, a subject reviewed by many.
Walking among people the energies of a room, or space, can be felt. There are others eyes to look in to, there is body movement (language), there are tones of voice and facial expression. These ‘seen’ signs help us to determine whether we wish to be part of, get closer to, or repel from, what and who is there.
What happens when one is not able to see? When, after a lifetime of visual aid all of a sudden there is none? No body language, no eye connect … What happens when it is dark and you find yourself amidst many people?
The language used is often complementary, seemingly kind. After time though there will be a vile comment made … is it a slip up? Or intentional … part of the actual reality of what is.
How do the senses become honed, like a fine edge sword?
I once lived in a forest, long, long ago. I would regularly walk in the pitch of night with my dog. I could tell the difference of a human stepping on a twig to the sound of an animal doing the same. I could hear a vehicle coming from a mile away. I could smell a rain moving in.
In this silence of the mind where senses are coming to life once more, how is one to determine what can be believed? What is true, what is manipulation, who is friend, who is foe? What, with assistance of the eyes seemed reasonable, once blinded becomes uncertain.
Who tells the truth … who is the trespasser … who takes privileges and threatens … who wishes to control?
Who seeks to bring release … who prevents serious harm … who is consistently watching, allowing your free will to be expressed, only stepping in when life is threatened?
Can you discern these things with eyes closed? Are you able to tell who is who? Can you see the hand that dips into your pocket or the fingers that clutch at your mind? Can you feel those who determine your life, your actions, are theirs to control? Can you withstand it all … are you able to walk in joy, remaining true to your commitments made before time?
Honing the senses has never been more important. Practice, practice, practice. Be patient and listen, do not come to conclusions too quickly. What seems true may turn out to be false, what seems false may turn out to be true. Study the situation, watch and listen as the story creeps in and out of truth.
This is how you’ll know … the creeping in and out of truth … for that which is of truth will never step out of it.
Truth … it is what it is to you, at whatever turn in the bend you find yourself on. I suppose the other question one might ask themselves is, “Is this really my truth, or just a passing experience, on its way to something new?”
Eating isn’t always the easiest thing. Meals often require chopping and boiling or frying and baking. It is tempting to just throw a bunch of fruit and vegetables into a blender and drink the meal raw. Depending on how involved you get, the blender method can actually be much more nutritious. Complexity makes for an enjoyable form of gaining nutrition, sharing meals with friends and family, whereas the quick gets the job done, but is less pleasurable.
Life sometimes involves shortcuts. Rather than take the time to thoroughly explain what we are thinking, abbreviations are used and we wonder why no one understands. When listening, often we hear what we want to hear, picking and choosing certain phrases from the conversation and focusing on them, rather than the entirety of the what is being said. This too leads to misunderstanding and can create a negative emotional charge … or quite the opposite, when in fact we’ve missed the truth of what is stated.
Is it laziness, or lack of interest? Have our minds been chemically altered to produced apathy?
The skies are often filled with sprays which fall to the earth and waters. Scientists have reported that the foods we eat can be programmed to become edible ‘vaccines’. What are we really eating nowadays? We do not even know for certain, and testing is expensive. The average person will not be able to afford to find out, and if they can afford it, have no idea what to test for.
Mix whatever is being put into the soil, sucked up by the plants and fed to us, with wireless communication (microwaves), and you have disaster … all done while we watch the television and play with our phones.
Yes … I think apathy is bred … and people eat it up, much due to no choice, especially in todays world of secret agendas by government and sects of it.
Damages done … are the people willingly and naturally harming each other and their surroundings, or are the foods, medication, and sound frequencies programming them to behave in a certain manner? How many people actually care enough to think about it and begin investigating?
“You’re welcome to stay.” That’s all he said. I pondered the idea of it and wondered what the options were/are.
This world is diseased, everything is infected. Try as we do to maintain joy, it is elusive, and when finally realized, quickly morphs into something not quite as pleasant.
Considering past experience, I may have to pass … although a solitary stroll among the trees is wonderful, and sitting at rivers edge very soothing.
There must be something more … something as of yet unknown. Would one honestly opt to stay and repeat this scenario, working to alter the dramatic poisoning of this world (seemingly impossible), or would it be easier to gamble and see what lies behind doors 1, 2, and 3? Would one have to choose without knowing what was beyond?
Leap of faith … many of us have probably heard that phrase ‘sometimes you just have to take a leap of faith’. Is it true in the end? When determining the rest of eternity, do we leap, or do we return to what we know, what we’ve become accustomed to, even though it can be quite painful?
Perhaps once the body quits us, we have opportunity to see our loved ones from the past who remain in body, and maybe we long to be with them still, so we return. Maybe that leap of faith is what we are here to train for, always reaching beyond what we currently know, to learn something new, to hopefully improve our knowledge.
May there be many years before I leave to learn what it’s about, out there (or maybe learning will not require leaving). My learning the hard lessons will be valuable someday, somewhere, somehow. I wonder if in the end I’ll say, “Dammit!! I know I can do better!!” and revisit physicality again.
“Let me ask you this.” And the question never comes … I stop listening for it and direct my attention elsewhere.
To intentionally direct the attention takes great inner resolve, it is most difficult, and with practice becomes a little easier as time passes.
Now I relax and ready for bed. My four day weekend begins in the morning, maybe I’ll be inspired to journey outside and find some tools I would like to work with. I’ll be painting awesome rocks before you know it.