HANGING OUT WITH GOD - # 16 - MAY 13,2007
In
The Beginning:
In
the beginning (of beginnings), there was a Stream (Vibration) of joy that
wanted to know, love, share, Itself yet more, so It began to think (image)
Itself into varying expressions - like trying on new clothes to see how
they look. And the Creative Stream felt greater joy for the sharing of
Itself and emitted a Great Thought: "This is sooo good. Great
good. Very, very good. This is fun. This is my good
pleasure. (Giggle)"
Joy
abounded. All of the new outlets of the Stream laughed, loved, and played
in the current.
What
happened, do you suppose?
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A
Deep Philosophical Question:
You
eat bacon. Bacon is pig-meat. Do you then become a
pig? Or does the pig become a part of you?
Does
it depend on how you look at it. Or, is both true?
Question:
We are told that God is Love. When we love are we then becoming God, or
is God becoming us?
Again,
is not both true?
The
Master said: "Thou in me, I in them - we are all made perfectly
One."
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The
World:
"Be
ye in the world, but not of the world."
We
live in the world. We live, breathe and have our being in the world. We
act as worldly creatures. The world hypnotizes us, beguiles us, intrigues
us. It casts a spell over us and causes us to slumber to the reality of
who and what we really are: God's agents on assignment in the "Far
Country."
The
world of fantasy and fable well describes our dilemma. For instance, in
the movie, The Wizard of Oz, there is a scene in which Dorothy and her
little band of 'those who feel incomplete' had to venture through a field of
poppies to get to the wizard. The poppies caused great drowsiness; a
delusion of the senses. The energy of the poppy-field lulled them to
sleep. It is an urge difficult to ignore. (I sympathize - yawn!)
However,
to reach their destination they could not be beguiled; they must be
awake.
Once
the Buddha was asked if he was a god. He answered no. Then, he was
asked, what was he? The Buddha said simply, "I am awake!"
Dorothy
and group finally got to see the wizard, only to find that they already
possessed that for which they asked: a heart, a brain, courage, and the
means to go home. (ruby slippers)
Good
parable. We already possess a heart, a brain, courage, and God (home).
(The
The
Master said, "Therefore I speak to them in parables: because seeing
they do not see; and hearing they do not hear, neither do they
understand." (Matt. 13:13).
Then he
continued: "Blessed are your eyes for they see: and your ears for
they hear." (Matt. 13:16)
Do
you see?
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Spirit
Speaks:
Spirit
may speak in a "still, small voice," but it is unmistakably LOUD!
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Discovery:
There
is Unity in opportunity. (Seems like it should be vice versa but the
letters do not fit.)
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Subtle
Destruction:
Beautiful
day. I'm sitting on my front porch. The sun is shining. The
birds are singing. . . . . and it is 8:00 A.M. Truly. Moi.
No, I'm not up early - I just have not been "down." (Or asleep,
I should say.)
I
became so energized at class last night that I couldn't get into
sleep-mode. I mean,
(My
observation: Seems to always be the woman who gets the short end of the
stick. Baby, it takes two to tango. Ha) That's because the feminine
symbolizes the emotional/feeling nature - guess that's what usually gets us
into trouble. When our emotions lead us to prostitute our principles, our
integrity, then "the Beast" in us runs wild.
It
can appear seemingly subtle. A little hurt ego here, a little jealousy
there. . . Or a "wham-bang" of a bad temper.
For
some it is addictions that seduce us. . . . . all the way from physical to
emotional.
In
spite of all of the hell the initiate goes through in the Book of Revelation,
it has a happy ending. That's encouraging, seeing as how mountains fall
on him and his sea turns to blood. And, oh, that sunburn from being
scorched by the sun! Sounds like a day of beaching at
What
am I talking about? Read the Book of Revelation and see. (Should have
come to class when I taught it so brilliantly.)
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A
Pause:
My
friend, Donna, received a "new name" last year while we were out
west. Many spiritual aspirants receive a new name from their teacher, or
from Spirit. That symbolizes a new state of consciousness:
i.e. Abram became Abraham (Maybe A Brahmin?) Sarai,
whose name means bitter, became Sarah, a noble lady; Jacob (the illumined
intellect) became
The
name (nature) her spiritual self gave to her was "Selah." It is
found in the Old Testament as a space between the Psalms; a pause, a breathing
space. God expresses as Holy Breath. And Selah, to coin a phrase
from an old cola commercial, is "the pause that refreshes."
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Growing:
All
gardens are beautiful, whether wild, untamed nature or cultivated and
neat. All living things have beauty just as they are. Yet, if a
daisy were to decide it wanted to be a rose - it can't. It can only be
what it was programmed (in the seed) to be. Best to enjoy being a happy
daisy - and brighten the world just as it is.
You
were programmed with a god-seed. You may not have sprouted your godling
self, but you can never be anything else. However, you can appear less, if you believe yourself to
be so. And those who do not know the promise of the seed may think you
are just a weed. Don't waste your time trying to live up to the
expectations of others. A true gardener knows your true worth and
appreciates your true beauty. Be yourself. You are uniquely - you.
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Destiny:
It's
already begun!!!!!!!!! So those "in the know" tell us.
(Do they know?) Actually, it was supposed to have started in 1992, and
will end in 2012. December 21, 2012. (Winter Solstice) That
is considered to be the bridge from the old consciousness to the new one.
The new era.
December
21, 2012, is the day that the Mayan calendar ends. I believe it is also
the end of the age of Kali-Yuga, though I am not too sure about that. But
we are in that age. It is a time of uncertainty.
There
will be an alignment of Father Sun with Mother Galaxy that only occurs every
26,000 years. It is a time of turnover to a new cycle. One would
have to live in a bubble not to see how much the world has changed in the past
20 yrs. - 10 yrs. - 5 yrs - and since yesterday. One poetic new-ager
put it: "We are at the edge of time." It will be the
beginning of the new human. It will be the Age of Homo-Luminous.
(And here I was trying to get a grip on being a Homo -Sapiens and now I
have to morph in five years to being a Light Being.) (Aggh. No rest
for the weary.)
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Termites?:
Stuart
Wilde tells us that there are spiritual Terrorists. (I think I know a
few) But I have another word for them: spiritual
termites. When vibrational energies start eating away at the
spiritual structure by gossip, wounded egos, power struggles, etc., doggone if
termites don't appear and start eating the physical structure. Strange
how exact the Law operates. As Jesus said, nothing will be kept hidden,
but all will be shouted from the very rooftops. (No, we do not have
termites at the church now - but we have in the past.)
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I AM THAT
I
know - what it is like to be human,
Because
you are,
And
I AM.
I
know what it is like to be a beastie,
Because
they are My life,
And
I AM.
I
know what it is like to be a tree,
Because
it is,
And
I AM.
I
know what it is like to be unlimited potential,
That
can be formed into infinite possibilities,
Because
- I AM.
I
know what it is like to begin to awaken to Truth,
Because
you did
And
I AM.
I
know what it is ALL like,
Because
together
We
did.
Because
We are One.
And
I AM THAT!
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A
Vision:
I
enter the
A
light appears in the midst. A candle? A ritual fire?
The
flames ascend. The smoke becomes two paths. One is the arduous path
of the initiate (one who faces obstacles to uncover the illusion of this
realm). It rises into the unknown. The other appears to be a
path of pleasantness. There is music, laughter, frolicking. It, too,
ascends into the clouds.
I
cannot see where I am going. I do not know the way. Which path to
choose? Is one the more spiritual? Maybe both are right.
Maybe it is just a matter of preference. Maybe not.
Again
I ask, "Which path to choose?" A more serious question
than it may seem at first.
Is
it not a choice that we have consistently made throughout the ages? That
we make again even now?
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Allegories,
Fables, and Fairy Tales:
The
Three little Godlings and the Big Bad World
Once
upon a time there were three little godlings. They felt an inner urge to
create a habitat for themselves, so each begin to build a house according to
what he could perceive and understand.
The
first little godling was rather simple-minded and didn't like to give much
thought to things. That was too much effort. His name was Gullible
Godling - and he decided to build his house out of twigs. Twigs were easy
to find and didn't take much vision to gather.
The
second little godling was sort of a know-it-all. He thought that if he
believed it, it would be right for everyone else, too. He was quick
to criticize and judge all who thought differently than he. His name
was Self-righteous Godling. His leader had told him all about
house-building. He knew the right way, so he thought. So, he built
his house out of straw.
The
third little godling was called Mystical Godling. Mystical Godling had
learned that he should always commune with the Great Godling to be sure that he
was doing things the best way. He knew that he had free-will and could do
things as he pleased, but he also knew he would have to live with the
consequences of his thoughts and actions. He was surprised that his
brothers did not seem to know this. After a time of prayer and
meditation, his guidance was to build his house out of rock. Then he knew
that winds of circumstance could blow, but would not harm him. He
constructed his house with something more solid than the whims of his brothers.
And
so the brother Godlings entered their nests made with their own essence.
But
as darkness approached (and they could not see with physical sight) an ill
wind began to blow. It was the Big Bad World thundering down on
them. Gullible Godling was so afraid. He had believed
"they" that told him to play with sticks. The Big Bad World
howled and huffed and puffed and said, "Little godling, little godling,
let me in." And he huffed and puffed and blew the house in. But
Gullible was scared and ran to his brother Mystical..
So
the Big Bad World went to the house of Self-Righteous Godling. Again the
Big Bad World howled and huffed and puffed. Self-Righteous found he did
not have a solid leg to stand on. He saw he had been all noise. The
Big Bad World did in his house, too. He, too, ran to his brother,
Mystical Godling, who loved all little godlings and took him in.
Then
the Big Bad World tried to play tricks on Mystical, but Mystical was too
enlightened to fall for his illusions. He held fast to what his heart
told him, and the Big Bad World wore himself out trying to beguile and glamour
Mystical Godling. You see, his house was built on stones (a symbol for
Truth) and all three little Godlings were safe and secure in this sanctuary.
Together
they rejoiced and sang, "Who's afraid of the Big Bad World, the Big Bad
World, the Big Bad World. Who's afraid of the Big Bad World - Tra la fiddle dee
dee!"
And
they all lived happily ever after (Until next time).
The
end.
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Blessings
and love to you, Dear Ones,
Rev.
Carolyn