So cold my breath turned to snow and sprinkled in the footstep of a sparrow who, unwittingly, had crossed my path before the last sun had set; he wasn’t singing now, too dark too cold–and I was not too bold to venture out before a warming dawn, an icy mouth full of yawn. Slate gray it was with a border of dark pink–it rose like a broken window shade on my left: quiet, frosty, still: the night was slithering away, it’s belly nearly froze in place had she not been so sleek to slip away. She was meek, the night because she was the last one of the year. She had no fear of father sun for he was sure to return; she knew in calmness there is a strength. The yellow moon emblazoned on my right broke through the blackness of the night and hovered near my every move as I made my way. The yellow moon, so full and bright, hung like an anchor on a new day full of hope and promise of rebirth and joy. I followed the yellow moon–it was his noon—for he marked every step in my path, otherwise, I would not have known he took with him the pain of ice cold nights, and pointless, frigid fights against his will. He was pulling down all the darkness with him into his pit; and so, I knew, it was time to rest a bit and rise again without the frozen fear of pain.
I am currently reading one of the most amazing books I have ever read entitled “Dying to Be Me: My Journey from Cancer, to Near Death, to True Healing” by Anita Moorjani and wanted to share this quote with you.
“Problems and strife come as a result of our not knowing who we are and not being able to show our inner beauty. We’ve created so much judgment about what’s “perfect,” which leads to doubt and competitiveness. Since we feel as though we’re not good enough, we go around acting out. However, if each of us became aware of our magnificence and felt good about ourselves, it seems to me the only thing we’d have to share is our unique nature, expressed outwardly in a loving manner that reflects our self-care.”
I just saw a robin. It’s December and there shouldn’t be a Robin here; they are a harbinger of Spring.
A phrase came to my mind: “Hope springs eternal” Then I wondered where the phrase came from; it came from a poem by Alexander Pope entitled “An Essay on Man”.
“Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never is, but always to be blessed: The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.”
He cautions that our soul is never happy trapped in the human body, ruled by the human ego. We never realize that we are one with God and we are already blessed, instead we wait until we cross over to be so; and, he warns to not let your soul be uneasy, resting and waiting to write our story in the afterlife. Your story is to be written right here and now.
I can sum up today in one word: worried. Worried about a call I received from a creditor trying to collect on a medical bill. Worried that my work schedule has changed dramatically, destroying my personal life. I’m so worried that I didn’t even want to eat my lunch. Where do I find consolation? How do I get in this spiral of worry anyway?
Worry has always been the thing I cling to; I suppose because it’s familiar. I haven’t had a lot of joy, or at least I don’t look for it. God forbid that I be ungrateful. I’m really overlooking all the blessings I do have. At a time like this, when I’m about to worry myself into a literal panic I must:
Take deep breaths
Take inventory of what I am grateful for
Use faith to eradicate my worry
I believe it was Edgar Cayce who said “Why worry when you can pray?”; I’ll try a little of that too.
“If peace is homeless, so are you and so am I. And He Who is our home is homeless with us. Is this your wish? Would you forever be a wanderer in search of peace? Would you invest your hope of peace and happiness in what must fail?”
“The body can bring you neither peace nor turmoil; neither joy nor pain. It is a means, not an end. It has no purpose of itself, but only what is given to it. The body will seem to be whatever is the means for reaching the goal that you assign to it. Peace and guilt are both conditions of mind, to be attained.”
“It is impossible to seek for pleasure through the body and not find pain. It is essential that this relationship be understood, for it is one the ego sees as proof of sin. It is not really punitive at all. It is but the inevitable result of equating yourself with the body, which is the invitation to pain. (emphasis added) For it invites fear to enter and become your purpose.”–A Course in Miracles Chapter 19 The Attainment of Peace Section VIII, The Attraction of pain.
One must remember that this persisting illusion (our “existence”) will fade away. Through faith, eternity and miracles are one’s birthright. Pain is in your past, and may well be in your future, but linear time is a trick. You can be King of your own Castle of consciousness and through the reality of mindfulness free yourself from every illusion for it is only in the very blink of your eye that you are free from pain, guilt and suffering. This instant is yours.–TB
“The rituals of the god of sickness are strange and very demanding. Joy is never permitted, for depression is a sign of allegiance to him. Depression means that you have forsworn God. Many are afraid of blasphemy, but they do not understand what that means. They do not realize that to deny God is to deny their own Identity, and in this sense the wages of sins is death. The sense is very literal; denial of life perceives its opposite, as all forms of denial replace what is with what is not. No one can really do this, but that you can think you can and believe you have is beyond dispute”
“You may believe that you judge your brothers by the messages they give you, but you have judged them by the message you give to them. Do not attribute your denial of joy to them, or you cannot see the spark in them that would bring joy to you. It is the denial of the spark that brings depression, for whenever you see your brothers without it, you are denying God.” —“A Course in Miracles” Chapter 10 The Idols of Sickness, Section V. The Denial of God
Is this not the most difficult challenge we face in life; seeing the same spark in our brothers that is within us? Challenge yourself to look for it in even those you most despise and your depression will be gone. TB
25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?” Book of Matthew
It would seem the nature of man hasn’t changed much in 2000 years.
“Son of God, you have not sinned, but you have been much mistaken. Yet this can be corrected and God will help you, knowing that you could not sin against Him. You denied Him because you loved Him, knowing that if you recognized your love for Him, you could not deny Him. Your denial of Him therefore means that you love Him, and that you know He loves you. Remember that what you deny you must have once known. And if you accept denial, you can accept its undoing.”
–From Chapter 10 The Idols of Sickness V. The Denial of God
I find it quite a revelation that one cannot deny something someone has never known, and that it therefore follows, one has once known the love of God at some point during the existence of their Soul.