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Eight

 

I am a spiritual being having a human experience. If I do not love myself, my journey is incomplete. If I do not love others the journey is incomplete. If I do not love all people and all that nature has provided, I am incomplete. The fulfilment of my time here on planet earth is not the conclusion of my spiritual journey for my spiritual journey has no beginning and no end, but it does have a homecoming and that is love.

 

My time on this planet is not a game; I am here to be a pathway to love. This is my designated journey. I am obligated to be in this classroom and yet I so frequently choose to ignore love as my egos obstruct, meddle and impede. I am often so blinded by egos that I do not acknowledge that the classroom exists, nor do I respond to what is required of me.

 

I am the only one I can take down my path of life. I may choose to be subjugated by my egos or I may be accompanied by the freedom of love. There is no more beautiful adventure offered than in choosing to complete this journey on the cycle of love. The alternative is to be bound by my worldly desires. I would select the freedom of love. So why do I hesitate? Why do I pretend to be bewildered and lost? The pigeon knows the way home, so too my own instinct. I am here to learn all loving behaviour and to practice its pattern. That is my commission.

 

As I identify with love, love will always nourish me. It will unfurl the confusion, the bewilderment, and illuminate my pathway home. Should I not learn of love while on this journey then how will I be aware of which way to go in the hereafter? As I allow fear, I root myself to the spot and I am unable to proceed. It seems easy to pretend that I am confused and lost, but this is no excuse.

 

If my present junction of life is a place where it is not spiritually good for me, then do not blame others, move. Move physically, move emotionally, move spiritually. If I feel hurt, move. If I feel trapped move. If I am not finding, giving and receiving love, move. If I am doing what is not love, move. If where I move to also proves to be an unloving environment, move again.

 

Move, for seekers are habitually nomads, wandering from search to search: not moving about haphazardly but rather seeking to find. In this manner I seek out love and keep shifting until I find love. Avoid the diversions; rather flow with the stream of life and love. Then finding its peace, I remain within that place but at the same time moving with it. The river of love flows from its spring to eternity, I can fight the flow, be in constant turbulence, gashed on the rocks, tossed in rapids, flooded then stranded, eddied, become stagnant, clogged with weeds, see only murky water; or I can move and choose to be at one with the course of love to surge on and create the fertile plains, being clarity, and issuing out into the sea of love.

 

Spiritually I am free to do these things for I am not restricted except by the prison of my own making. All that flows forth from love is available to flow into my life. Love will release me. Just accept. As love is not shackled, then, as I become one with love, neither am I constrained. I am liberated to reunite with my soul.

 

Just as I stir when my body is uncomfortable, then I must also expect to move when I am spiritually at odds. I need to move to regain the assurance of love, for love is the comforter. If I am too lazy to bother, love is patient, but until I come to understand, I remain endlessly lost and confused. But as I dare to let go, I learn to soar as an eagle and fly in the company of love. I find my way. I move from being stuck to being free, being in the flow of life and love. At the same time always remembering that the only person who can do these things is myself and that I do this by first loving myself.

 

From its seed comes the mighty tree, as I plant the seed of love and complete small changes I move along on my rightful journey. My soul has been left in darkness too long, the child within is crying out from the shadows, screaming for my company. Unless I reunite with love, with my soul, I am not whole, I am not one and there is no homecoming. But as I choose to use my abundant source of light and love, then I become my soul and again uncover my being. Yes, I am allowed to see differently.

 

There is a paradox about feeling comfortable, in that it may be a risky state of spiritual being. If I am comfortable in the manner that I cannot be bothered to move, then I am not changing with time, not changing with the flow of reality and my opportunities pass by. In such a state of being comfortable where I tend not to pay heed to the requirements of my spirit, then it is to my significant cost. It is an ego at work. Rather than be comfortable, I would choose the sharp prick of spiritual consciousness. 

 

I look out to see the marvels of the universe; I look within to reveal the exquisiteness of my being. Should there be pain in letting go of the old and releasing the egos, these are the pains of birth from which no one is exempt. Allow the exceptional and be free, removing my boundaries and receiving wisdom. Go beyond and allow the joining, for I am not separate and duality is no longer. Let the quality of my life be refined by love. I have this power within to complete the task, it cannot be otherwise. For this is no dream, I am my source, it is where I yearn to be, where there is no fear and all is forgiven.

 

It is as simple as this, if I arrive at the end of my transitory journey on planet earth and I have not learnt of, come to know, practiced and found love, truth, forgiveness and all that is love, then I will not clearly recognize these characteristics and I will not be able to choose their ongoing way. If I do not befriend all that is love, then I will not recognize the path and I will be alone and become bewildered and, being lost, miss the signs. I might be frozen to the spot by fear, staring blindly at a love indicator denying its presence, not seeing.  Only when I have learnt to understand love will I distinguish the path before me, both now and at any time in my future, here on earth and beyond.

 

 

 

Practice:

Be still, of quiet mind and consider your present spiritual location. Where would I like to be? Am I to move?

 

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