Tag Archive | Salvation

Choices

Every day life presents us with a choice.  But first, we have to acknowledge this choice exists.  This realization could happen in an instant or take years of dismantling our beliefs.

Either way, the choice exists and when we are ready, we must select the one that fits us best.

This is simple but our minds may not be ready to see it as so.

I finally see the choices clearly.  One has me part of the world, fighting each day for peace in my heart.  The other holds the stairs that will transcend me beyond the world.  If I remain in the fight, it will appear I am not alone.  If I choose the stairs, it will appear I am completely alone.

The choices are real, but the assumptions I have about them are false.

The stairs hold True Connection.  The world holds everything else.

Either choice does not fit me.

Both break my heart in different ways.

I am not ready to choose.

I am adrift in my indecision.

All I am ready to do is honor my confusion.

So, I sit at this bend in my spiritual road and rest for a while.

All decisions in the world symbolically reflect exactly where I am.  If you are tired and you are confused, come and rest with me for a while.

We will wait here together.

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No Turning Back

It may or may not be true that self-identification is falling away for me.

To this self, it appears so.

I certainly have experienced the Dream of the World in a way that cannot be articulated.

For many years I believed my experience was solitary.  Then, as the suffering of seeing illusions everywhere I looked overwhelmed this self’s logic, I started to find my experience in the words of the great wisdom teachers before me.

Every time I find a collection of words that reflects the Oneness I feel, my soul rejoices in this recognition.

I cannot say this has made the process easier, but it has made me feel less alone.

These words are what carry me through the tunnel of the unknown.

I hope my words carry you when you need it most.

Am I afraid?

Of course.

Do I wish for my experience to be different?

Every day.

The one absolute Truth is, I cannot turn back.

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The Fine Mist

Happiness is the last, great illusion to crumble before we accept our Truth.

Happiness is a fine mist that covers our Vision.  There is no way to sustainably grasp it.  The wisps we catch evaporate before they solidify.

There is a burden attached to finding this happiness.  We often do not notice it until it begins to break apart our understanding of the world.  Usually, when an ultimate goal or dream is achieved and we are left empty and hollow, then the whispers of Truth grow louder.

We have no business being happy.

We have every right to be free.

Whatever we choose each day defines our spiritual goals.  Each choice has its wisdom.  Each way leads to Love.

Choose the one that makes you whole in the moment.

It is okay to choose happiness.  Truth does not ask you to let go of something you want.

Truth does not ask anything of you.

You only have to ask yourself what feels most True.

Choose that.

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The Summit

My fate was determined before I even began.  I thought the path was winding, but it was not.

I have climbed the mountain.  I have arrived.

Everything is exactly as it was before.  The only difference is my perception.

The shift is complete and it is permanent.

There is no going back now.

I have yet to find peace here at the summit of The Mountain.  I am not ready for peace.

First, I must say goodbye to all the old ways of thinking.

I must let go of thinking.

All in due time.

It is not up to me to determine when the transformation is complete.

If I am here and I am writing these words, it means more transformation is coming.

It is inevitable.

Now, later or somewhere in between, that is where you will find me.

In search of a peace that is available to all but is ever elusive.

The more I reach, the more it recedes from the periphery.

So, I rest in a quiet uncertainty grateful that I am even walking this journey at all.

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Courage is Contagious

What can change teach us?

Look around.

What is the same?

From one instant to the next the world pulses its transformation through us more quickly than a mind can process.

Every cell, every atom moving with energy to appear solid and true.

Nothing is static.

All things in a perpetual state of becoming.

That is why attachment to the outer world can leave us feeling empty.

If we know for certain that tomorrow will be different from today, where do we anchor ourselves?

Where does a wandering heart find solace?

What is true?

What is Truth?

If we are able to look within and began to answer these questions, life becomes more stable.

It’s as if by accepting that everything is false we finally come to know once and for all, Love is the only Truth that matters.

With this knowledge tucked in our pockets, we are safe.

And, courage washes over us, through us and around us.

Courage is contagious.

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She Is the Sky

Through a lifetime, the person I believed I was walked through the world alone.  There was something about her that did not belong.  It was as if a wall of thick ice surrounded her.

This chill kept others away.

She became a great pretender.  She had many stretches where she used her intuitive empathy to emulate those around her.  She could suspend herself in this false belonging, but only for short bursts.

When these illusions crumbled, she was once again left with that cold block of soul she lugged around.  She carried it to many corners of the world hoping belonging would find her there.

After years of listless wandering, the cold began to overtake her.  No matter what she did to warm herself, her heart remained frozen until one day it shattered completely.

She stood in the middle of the craggy shards of who-she-used-to-be and believed she was lost forever.

Years went by and she remained lost.

Years.

Without her knowledge, a drastic change had occurred.  While she still always felt cold and continued to repel others, it did not matter as much to her.

Along the way, because life had broken her so much, she had given up the pretending.  This meant more illusions of belonging had to fall away from her life, but what remained was solid and true.

As she let go of wanting to be loved by many, she also began to let go of the solid and true few that loved her as she was.

To her relief, they stayed close.

Every day she celebrates the love that shows up to find her.

Every day she works to release her expectations of what that love should look like.  Not surprisingly, she always has enough.

She always had enough, but she could not see it.  Not while she focused on belonging where she did not.

Where she stands now, she is everything all at once.

She is fire and ice.  She is light and dark.

She is the sky.

She is hope.

She is no one.

She is all of us.

She is You.

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Beyond Wonder

You do not choose to no longer identify as a self in the world.  Never condemn yourself for something so impossible.  You have already shown great courage but welcoming in a new way of understanding.  This is enough.

You are enough.

It is less about choosing and more about letting go.

Let go of the holy process of undoing the self.

Your willingness to see beyond it was all that was needed.

What a marvel you are.

Yet, do not get stuck in your own wonder.  Every last person alive can have this willingness.

There has always been an invitation available to us.  It was our birthright.

It was given to all of us.

Letting go of the self seems impossible if we feel responsible for it.  We bump into error when we think our specialness lies in our ability to transcend the world while we still are a part of it.

We are not the doers.

Our holy selves do the work.

We only choose to allow for this work to happen or we stay grounded in the belief that we are human.

Both choices are lovely expressions of being.  One is not more true than the other.

If you love your life as it is, if it makes sense, then there is nothing more to be done.

If you feel life is more than what we appear to know, rest in knowing that while hard work seems to lie ahead, you are not alone.

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Points of Light

There will be points of light on your path.

Try your best to stop counting them and wishing for more.

Be grateful for the ones you have, for they are more than enough to light your way Home.

Each small self has a history, present and future.  While these look different from the outside, they are exactly the same on the inside.

Your path may have taken you to heartbreak.  You may have lost your way and then found it again.

You may be surrounded by friends and family cheering you forward.

You may have to walk alone.

When we stop asking why the self’s story looks the way it does, we shift towards a new understanding.

All is perfection.

There is nothing more to want.  There is nothing more to need.

There is only the sweet, pure path to Love and Truth.

It has no history.

It has no future.

It is now.

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Love Is Waiting

An ordinary encounter can save you if your heart is open to it.  The holiness of your heart will know its own safety reflected here.

Every heartbeat an opportunity to transcend the petty hurts and condemnations thrown upon ourselves and others.

If only you could know your beauty as I know it.  Your heart would wade into a shallow pool of wholeness where love is waiting.  This love would heal every broken dream, every crushing fear and every judgement you wear that strains your hurting heart.

All of this pain will lessen as you grown in love.

We can learn to walk side by side.  We will soon remember that our pain is separate from the truth of who-we-are.  With time, we will learn to love our pain for it lead us here.

To each other.

Where all is healed and love becomes the fabric and future of our memories.

Stop trying to heal your pain.

Let your pain heal you.

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Beauty is Nigh

I have been climbing this mountain for a while now.  The path is uncertain and jagged rocks claw at my boots causing countless falls.

I am covered in dirt.

I am tired.

Yet, I keep going, keep pushing.  I am bound to break through to the light.

Hard work means success.

Hard work means success?

Why do I not see the progression?

Where is the top?  Is it buried in the clouds?  Will it never lend itself to me?

I have to keep going.

Think positive.  Be brave.  Keep moving towards the light.

My legs ache with exertion, my back caves into the pressure.  I am not sure how much further I can go.

In my tired confusion my eyes skim an upturned root a second too late.   I crash face first into the mud-covered path.  Pain sears through my skull as it connects to the ground beneath me.

I am jolted to a dead-stop.

Fear immediately washes over me.  No one has ever given me permission to quit.  All the heroes’ journeys are about motion.  Movement.  Doing.  Slaying. Fighting for your Life.

What about a journey that stops right in the middle?

Did I fail?

Am I a failure?

I give up completely.

The pain is too great to continue.

I have nothing more to give as this path has robbed me of my hope.

I flip myself over and sit squarely upon the very root that upended me.

My head tilts forward as the tears begin to catch at my feet, mingling with the puddles and earth below me.

Out of the corner of a tear-stained eye, I notice movement. A cardinal flutters nearby.  The bright red punctures the landscape with truth.

Once my eyes affix to it, she gently floats away so my gaze aligns with the path behind us.

All I see is beauty.

All I am is beauty.

The light filters in through the towering pines that flank the pathway.  This light dapples and dances across the greenery before us.

As I soak in the majesty around me, I understand that the only fear I was running from was my own.  This fear masked a deep, guarded pain that I keep hidden by always moving.

I have to stop running.

It is time to be still.

The only thing running gets you is tired.

Beauty is already here.

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