12 steps to Enlightenment
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Sunday, December 26, 2004
Thursday, December 23, 2004
Meditation
Meditation helps us to find our true purpose in life. It is only through going within that we find out who we truly are. Many times in this day and age we are caught up, rushing from one thing to another, and we miss the whole point of being here on this earth. We get caught up in survival mode, and forget that we are eternal beings who are here at this time to learn the lessons our souls chose to learn.
Earth is like a schoolroom. Each of us learns by the elimination of our more negative natures. That is, a person may learn not to kill, but he has not yet learnt the lessons of anger or hatred, so he chooses to come back to learn to love instead of hate. Another may have learnt not to kill or hate, but has come back to learn not to steal or deprive another. He may have chosen to have things taken from him, so that he can learn what it is like to be stolen from. These are very basic examples. Life is very complicated and complex and no two cases are ever alike. We create what we need to learn, in basic form, before we enter this physical existence and because of our free will choices, there are many different ways we can learn our lessons. If we do not learn one way, another way will present itself. And if we don't learn this particular lifetime, there is another lifetime, and another, in which to learn.
Earth is like a schoolroom. Each of us learns by the elimination of our more negative natures. That is, a person may learn not to kill, but he has not yet learnt the lessons of anger or hatred, so he chooses to come back to learn to love instead of hate. Another may have learnt not to kill or hate, but has come back to learn not to steal or deprive another. He may have chosen to have things taken from him, so that he can learn what it is like to be stolen from. These are very basic examples. Life is very complicated and complex and no two cases are ever alike. We create what we need to learn, in basic form, before we enter this physical existence and because of our free will choices, there are many different ways we can learn our lessons. If we do not learn one way, another way will present itself. And if we don't learn this particular lifetime, there is another lifetime, and another, in which to learn.
Tuesday, December 21, 2004
Monday, December 20, 2004
A Christmas Story
A Christmas Story
Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back
yard in the snow. Bobby didn't wear boots; he
didn't like them and anyway he didn't own any.
The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them
and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold.
Bobby had been in his backyard for about an
hour already. And, try as he might, he could not
come up with an idea for his mother's Christmas
gift. He shook his head as he thought, "This is
useless, even if I do come up with an idea, I
don't have any money to spend."
Ever since his father had passed away three
years ago, the family of five had struggled. It
wasn't because his mother didn't care or try,
there just never seemed to be enough. She worked
nights at the hospital, but the small wage that
she was earning could only be stretched so far.
What the family lacked in money and material
things, they more than made up for in love and
family unity. Bobby had two older and one younger
sister who ran the house hold in their mother's
absence. All three of his sisters had already
made beautiful gifts for their mother. Somehow it
just wasn't fair. Here it was Christmas Eve
already, and he had nothing.
Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow
and started to walk down to the street where the
shops and stores were. It wasn't easy being six
without a father, especially when he needed a man
to talk to. Bobby walked from shop to shop,
looking into each decorated window. Everything
seemed so beautiful and so out of reach.
It was starting to get dark and Bobby reluctantly
turned to walk home when suddenly his eyes caught
the glimmer of the setting sun's rays reflecting
off of something along the curb. He reached down
and discovered a shiny dime. Never before has
anyone felt so wealthy as Bobby felt at that
moment.
As he held his new-found treasure, a warmth
spread throughout his entire body and he walked
into the first store he saw. His excitement
quickly turned cold when the salesperson told him
that he couldn't buy anything with only a dime.
He saw a flower shop and went inside to wait in
line.
When the shop owner asked if he could help him,
Bobby presented the dime and asked if he could
buy one flower for his mother's Christmas gift.
The shop owner looked at Bobby and his ten-cent
offering. Then he put his hand on Bobby's
shoulder and said to him, "You just wait here and
I'll see what I can do for you."
As Bobby waited, he looked at the beautiful
flowers and even though he was a boy, he could
see why mothers and girls liked flowers. The
sound of the door closing as the last customer
left, jolted Bobby back to reality.
All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone
and afraid. Suddenly the shop owner came out and
moved to the counter. There, before Bobby's eyes,
lay twelve long stem, red roses with leaves of
green and tiny white flowers all tied together
with a big silver bow.
Bobby's heart sank as the owner picked them up
and placed them gently into a long white box.
"That will be ten cents young man." the shop
owner said reaching out his hand for the dime.
Slowly, Bobby moved his hand to give the man his
dime. Could this be true? No one else would give
him a thing for his dime!
Sensing the boy's reluctance, the shop owner
added, "I just happened to have some roses on
sale for ten cents a dozen. Would you like them?"
This time Bobby did not hesitate, and when the
man placed the long box into his hands, he knew
it was true.
Walking out the door that the owner was holding
for Bobby, he heard the shop keeper say, "Merry
Christmas, son, and may God bless you" As he
returned inside, the shop keeper's wife walked
out. "Who were you talking to back there, and
where are the roses you were fixing?"
Staring out the window and blinking the tears
from his own eyes, he replied, "A strange thing
happened to me this morning."
"While I was setting up things to open the shop,
I thought I heard a voice telling me to set aside
a dozen of my best roses for a special gift. I
wasn't sure at the time whether I had lost my
mind or what, but I set them aside anyway. Then
just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into
the shop and wanted to buy a flower for his
mother with one small dime."
"When I looked at him, I saw myself, many years
ago. I too, was a poor boy with nothing to buy my
mother a Christmas gift. A bearded man, whom I
never knew, stopped me on the street and told me
that he wanted to give me ten dollars. When I saw
that little boy tonight, I knew who that voice
was, and I put together a dozen of my very best
roses."
The shop owner and his wife hugged each other
tightly and as they stepped out into the bitter
cold air, they somehow didn't feel cold at all.
May this story instill the spirit of Christmas
in you enough to pass this act along.
"Our past is neither an accident nor a mistake.
We have been where we needed to be, with the
necessary people. We can embrace our history,
with its pain, its imperfections, its mistakes,
even its tragedies.
It is uniquely ours; it was intended just for
us. Today, we are right where we need to be. Our
present circumstances are exactly as they need to
be, for now...."
Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back
yard in the snow. Bobby didn't wear boots; he
didn't like them and anyway he didn't own any.
The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them
and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold.
Bobby had been in his backyard for about an
hour already. And, try as he might, he could not
come up with an idea for his mother's Christmas
gift. He shook his head as he thought, "This is
useless, even if I do come up with an idea, I
don't have any money to spend."
Ever since his father had passed away three
years ago, the family of five had struggled. It
wasn't because his mother didn't care or try,
there just never seemed to be enough. She worked
nights at the hospital, but the small wage that
she was earning could only be stretched so far.
What the family lacked in money and material
things, they more than made up for in love and
family unity. Bobby had two older and one younger
sister who ran the house hold in their mother's
absence. All three of his sisters had already
made beautiful gifts for their mother. Somehow it
just wasn't fair. Here it was Christmas Eve
already, and he had nothing.
Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow
and started to walk down to the street where the
shops and stores were. It wasn't easy being six
without a father, especially when he needed a man
to talk to. Bobby walked from shop to shop,
looking into each decorated window. Everything
seemed so beautiful and so out of reach.
It was starting to get dark and Bobby reluctantly
turned to walk home when suddenly his eyes caught
the glimmer of the setting sun's rays reflecting
off of something along the curb. He reached down
and discovered a shiny dime. Never before has
anyone felt so wealthy as Bobby felt at that
moment.
As he held his new-found treasure, a warmth
spread throughout his entire body and he walked
into the first store he saw. His excitement
quickly turned cold when the salesperson told him
that he couldn't buy anything with only a dime.
He saw a flower shop and went inside to wait in
line.
When the shop owner asked if he could help him,
Bobby presented the dime and asked if he could
buy one flower for his mother's Christmas gift.
The shop owner looked at Bobby and his ten-cent
offering. Then he put his hand on Bobby's
shoulder and said to him, "You just wait here and
I'll see what I can do for you."
As Bobby waited, he looked at the beautiful
flowers and even though he was a boy, he could
see why mothers and girls liked flowers. The
sound of the door closing as the last customer
left, jolted Bobby back to reality.
All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone
and afraid. Suddenly the shop owner came out and
moved to the counter. There, before Bobby's eyes,
lay twelve long stem, red roses with leaves of
green and tiny white flowers all tied together
with a big silver bow.
Bobby's heart sank as the owner picked them up
and placed them gently into a long white box.
"That will be ten cents young man." the shop
owner said reaching out his hand for the dime.
Slowly, Bobby moved his hand to give the man his
dime. Could this be true? No one else would give
him a thing for his dime!
Sensing the boy's reluctance, the shop owner
added, "I just happened to have some roses on
sale for ten cents a dozen. Would you like them?"
This time Bobby did not hesitate, and when the
man placed the long box into his hands, he knew
it was true.
Walking out the door that the owner was holding
for Bobby, he heard the shop keeper say, "Merry
Christmas, son, and may God bless you" As he
returned inside, the shop keeper's wife walked
out. "Who were you talking to back there, and
where are the roses you were fixing?"
Staring out the window and blinking the tears
from his own eyes, he replied, "A strange thing
happened to me this morning."
"While I was setting up things to open the shop,
I thought I heard a voice telling me to set aside
a dozen of my best roses for a special gift. I
wasn't sure at the time whether I had lost my
mind or what, but I set them aside anyway. Then
just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into
the shop and wanted to buy a flower for his
mother with one small dime."
"When I looked at him, I saw myself, many years
ago. I too, was a poor boy with nothing to buy my
mother a Christmas gift. A bearded man, whom I
never knew, stopped me on the street and told me
that he wanted to give me ten dollars. When I saw
that little boy tonight, I knew who that voice
was, and I put together a dozen of my very best
roses."
The shop owner and his wife hugged each other
tightly and as they stepped out into the bitter
cold air, they somehow didn't feel cold at all.
May this story instill the spirit of Christmas
in you enough to pass this act along.
"Our past is neither an accident nor a mistake.
We have been where we needed to be, with the
necessary people. We can embrace our history,
with its pain, its imperfections, its mistakes,
even its tragedies.
It is uniquely ours; it was intended just for
us. Today, we are right where we need to be. Our
present circumstances are exactly as they need to
be, for now...."
Sunday, December 19, 2004
We Are Immortal
We are far more than our physical body as we now think of it. We are immortal. We live time and again, and each lesson is a very valuable lesson in facing ourselves and who we actually are. We are not the body. The body is our vehicle to carry us through this life experience. We can make it as pleasant or unpleasant as we choose, but in the end, we come to realise our own immortality, and the fact that we do go on. By releasing these feelings of fear, jealousy, hatred and hurt, we are coming into contact with our own immortality. We are letting the light of knowledge shine forth through our person. We are becoming light.
Fears are part of our illusion of time. If we could see life like the man in the plane, looking down at the little boat in the river, instead just looking at life from the limited perspective of the little man in the boat, not seeing where he was going or where he'd come from, we would be able to let go of some of our fears of things to come. All things have their time. Nothing is permanent. Only the Creator himself is unchangeable. Have no fear. This is a new beginning for you. Be of good cheer. Let your love flow outwards to everyone.
http://www.gla.ac.uk/~gbza22/ench8.html
Fears are part of our illusion of time. If we could see life like the man in the plane, looking down at the little boat in the river, instead just looking at life from the limited perspective of the little man in the boat, not seeing where he was going or where he'd come from, we would be able to let go of some of our fears of things to come. All things have their time. Nothing is permanent. Only the Creator himself is unchangeable. Have no fear. This is a new beginning for you. Be of good cheer. Let your love flow outwards to everyone.
http://www.gla.ac.uk/~gbza22/ench8.html
Thursday, December 16, 2004
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
The Awakening
The Awakening
A time comes in your life when you finally get it...when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out...ENOUGH!
Enough fighting and crying and blaming and struggling to hold on.
Then, like a child quieting down after a tantrum, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes.
This is your awakening.
You realize it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change, or for happiness, safety and security to magically appear over the next horizon.
You realize that in the real world there aren't always fairy tale endings, and that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must begin with you... and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.
You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are... and that's OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions.
You learn the importance of loving and championing yourself... and in the process a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval.
You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you - or didn't do for you - and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected.
You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and that everything isn't always about you.
So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself... and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance.
You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties... and in the process a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness.
You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. You begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for.
You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with.
ou learn that there is power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop maneuvering through life merely as a "consumer" looking for your next fix.
You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era, but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life.
You learn that you don't know everything, it's not your job to save the world and that you can't teach a pig to sing. You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake.
Then you learn about love. You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You learn that alone does not mean lonely.
You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO.
You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs.
You learn that your body really is your temple. You begin to care for it and treat it with respect. You begin to eat a balanced diet, drink more water, and take more time to exercise.
You learn that being tired fuels doubt, fear, and uncertainty and so you take more time to rest. And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul. So you take more time to laugh and to play.
You learn that, for the most part, you get in life what you believe you deserve, and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different than working toward making it happen.
More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline and perseverance. You also learn that no one can do it all alone, and that it's OK to risk asking for help.
You learn the only thing you must truly fear is fear itself. You learn to step right into and through your fears because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is to give away the right to live life on your own terms.
You learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of impending doom.
You learn that life isn't always fair, you don't always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people... and you learn not to always take it personally.
You learn that nobody's punishing you and everything isn't always somebody's fault. It's just life happening. You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls.
You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you.
You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower.
Then, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never, ever settle for less than your heart's desire.
You make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility.
You hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind.
Finally, with courage in your heart, you take a stand, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design the life you want to live as best you can.
Author Unknown
A time comes in your life when you finally get it...when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out...ENOUGH!
Enough fighting and crying and blaming and struggling to hold on.
Then, like a child quieting down after a tantrum, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes.
This is your awakening.
You realize it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change, or for happiness, safety and security to magically appear over the next horizon.
You realize that in the real world there aren't always fairy tale endings, and that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must begin with you... and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.
You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are... and that's OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions.
You learn the importance of loving and championing yourself... and in the process a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval.
You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you - or didn't do for you - and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected.
You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and that everything isn't always about you.
So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself... and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance.
You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties... and in the process a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness.
You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. You begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for.
You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with.
ou learn that there is power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop maneuvering through life merely as a "consumer" looking for your next fix.
You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era, but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life.
You learn that you don't know everything, it's not your job to save the world and that you can't teach a pig to sing. You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake.
Then you learn about love. You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You learn that alone does not mean lonely.
You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO.
You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs.
You learn that your body really is your temple. You begin to care for it and treat it with respect. You begin to eat a balanced diet, drink more water, and take more time to exercise.
You learn that being tired fuels doubt, fear, and uncertainty and so you take more time to rest. And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul. So you take more time to laugh and to play.
You learn that, for the most part, you get in life what you believe you deserve, and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different than working toward making it happen.
More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline and perseverance. You also learn that no one can do it all alone, and that it's OK to risk asking for help.
You learn the only thing you must truly fear is fear itself. You learn to step right into and through your fears because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is to give away the right to live life on your own terms.
You learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of impending doom.
You learn that life isn't always fair, you don't always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people... and you learn not to always take it personally.
You learn that nobody's punishing you and everything isn't always somebody's fault. It's just life happening. You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls.
You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you.
You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower.
Then, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never, ever settle for less than your heart's desire.
You make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility.
You hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind.
Finally, with courage in your heart, you take a stand, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design the life you want to live as best you can.
Author Unknown
Divine Wisdom Body
There are three skills that inspire, stabilize, and deepen the divine wisdom body: (1) visual attention or visualization, (2) symbolism or sacred body language, and (3) sacred pride -- being 110% identified and merged. Using these methods, we gain possession of our divine wisdom body, or as tradition says, "We steal the life-force of the buddhas."
So these methods bring about the spiritualization of the seductive, material world. Dematerialization often triggers deep-set psychological and ontological fears, such as the fear of extinction, the fear of emptiness, the fear of death, etc. It's likely at this stage that we will automatically defend and resist the process. This may manifest in the form of doubting the validity of the wisdom body, seeing it as escapist, as a pseudo-body, etc. These are the telltale signs of not knowing who we are in the moment. These are the very things that keep us trapped. Nothing is wrong with the theory of Lha sKu practice or with how we're doing it. Everything is actually working! It's just time to pay attention. Our Dharma vows obligate us to relate to these experiences so that we can find the gift and free ourselves limb by limb.
So these methods bring about the spiritualization of the seductive, material world. Dematerialization often triggers deep-set psychological and ontological fears, such as the fear of extinction, the fear of emptiness, the fear of death, etc. It's likely at this stage that we will automatically defend and resist the process. This may manifest in the form of doubting the validity of the wisdom body, seeing it as escapist, as a pseudo-body, etc. These are the telltale signs of not knowing who we are in the moment. These are the very things that keep us trapped. Nothing is wrong with the theory of Lha sKu practice or with how we're doing it. Everything is actually working! It's just time to pay attention. Our Dharma vows obligate us to relate to these experiences so that we can find the gift and free ourselves limb by limb.
Sunday, December 12, 2004
Saturday, December 11, 2004
The Ascension Realisation
The ascension realisation is about the upliftment of the individual and the planet as a whole. The Earth requires to move to a new vibration, as does the human race. This new vibration is one of love. This love has no limits or no boundaries, it is unconditional love, it is given freely and accepted freely with no strings attached. What we find ourselves in at the moment is the transition period between two destinations. As said we are on the move to a new vibration but there is baggage in this present reality that is no longer useful in the new one we are creating hence we are letting go. The old ways are crumbling and the new is just finding its feet. The structures of power are changing. To the undeveloped eye it may seem that nothing is afoot yet the rumblings and quakes have already begun. The people and this Earth are truly operating as One being...we all take birth from the One source...there is no separation in the act of creation. As we transform our lives the Earth transforms hers and as she exorcises her ghosts she gives us the opportunity to do so also. The ascension is about taking your power back and using it for the good of the whole. We are connected to every intricate facet of each other whether we choose to accept it or not. Every action/reaction we make is linked to all of us in one way or another. As you learn to transform your old issues through love, you also give the ability to the world to transform that issue through love. The Earth has a global library and we all have access to its books and wealth of knowledge, now everytime someone transforms or conquers a limiting situation a new book is written and added to the library, everyone and anyone has access to the lessons learnt within that book....so as a whole we all just benefited from the work of one soul transforming an aspect of their life. Since many issues are now facing us for clearing many millions of books are being added to this library and with the addition of more books comes the acquisition of more knowledge, more knowledge of our truth...thus we are ascending, we are waking up together.
Thursday, December 09, 2004
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
The power that surrounds us
When scientific pantheists say WE REVERE THE UNIVERSE we are not talking about a supernatural being. We are talking about the way our senses and our emotions force us to respond to the overwhelming mystery and power that surrounds us.
We are part of the universe. Our earth was created from the universe and will one day be reabsorbed into the universe.
We are made of the same matter and energy as the universe. We are not in exile here: we are at home. It is only here that we will ever get the chance to see paradise face to face. If we believe our real home is not here but in a land that lies beyond death - if we believe that the numinous is found only in old books, or old buildings, or inside our head, or outside this reality - then we will see this real, vibrant, luminous world as if through a glass darkly.
The universe creates us, preserves us, destroys us. It is deep and old beyond our ability to reach with our senses. It is beautiful beyond our ability to describe in words. It is complex beyond our ability to fully grasp in science. We must relate to the universe with humility, awe, reverence, celebration and the search for deeper understanding - in many of the ways that believers relate to their God, minus the grovelling worship or the expectation that there is some being out there who can answer our prayers.
This overwhelming presence is everywhere inside you and outside you and you can never be separated from it.
We are part of the universe. Our earth was created from the universe and will one day be reabsorbed into the universe.
We are made of the same matter and energy as the universe. We are not in exile here: we are at home. It is only here that we will ever get the chance to see paradise face to face. If we believe our real home is not here but in a land that lies beyond death - if we believe that the numinous is found only in old books, or old buildings, or inside our head, or outside this reality - then we will see this real, vibrant, luminous world as if through a glass darkly.
The universe creates us, preserves us, destroys us. It is deep and old beyond our ability to reach with our senses. It is beautiful beyond our ability to describe in words. It is complex beyond our ability to fully grasp in science. We must relate to the universe with humility, awe, reverence, celebration and the search for deeper understanding - in many of the ways that believers relate to their God, minus the grovelling worship or the expectation that there is some being out there who can answer our prayers.
This overwhelming presence is everywhere inside you and outside you and you can never be separated from it.
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
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