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I am spirit, I am essence, consciousness, vitality. I am my very being, but I have covered my soul with the trappings of worldly life. I have lost touch with my being and gathered great measures of clutter as I have journeyed along on my temporary visit here to planet earth. Yet if I take all this accumulated excess away, I again become my true self. This is what my soul yearns, the true self, the love that is within me. Truth and love is who I am in the beginning and when I came to this speck in the universe. During my time here I have lost sight of this fact. My instinctive desire remains to love and be loved, it’s just that I have forgotten.
During the course of my life thus far I have buried my soul deep within, covering it so that my mind believes my soul is no longer of consequence. I believe I am in my mind which is to the cost of my soul. I have lost sight of the fact that my deepest hope is love. I forget that love is what I crave. Deep down I know this, on the surface I barely dare believe it.
I am so busy with everyday life, with family, study, work, that I leave little time if any to be with me, that vital presence within. But it is me who is the one who is responsible for getting thus far in my life, this point where I now find myself. No one else is responsible, for who else could it be? I might perceive myself as doing well or maybe not so well, but in all of these hectic happenings I have lost sight of my core. I have almost totally lost contact with my soul, which is my beginning.
My worldly desire seems to be to collect belongings, to be accepted as this or that, to have what I perceive that I have not. These desires amply cloud who I am. I have put on all these false guises, artificial fronts, airs and pretences. I have hidden my true self so effectively that I no longer recognise my own reality. I no longer recognise my own soul. Having got myself to this place, is this really where I wish to be? I cannot take my worldly wealth, my worldly status, my family and friends with me when I depart. I leave as I arrived, as a spirit, for I am a perpetual soul wearing a transient earthly body.
No one else got me to where I am, it is of my own doing. Yet I may choose to seek differently and in this way I may rediscover, disentangle and recall. As I look I might even surprise myself!
As I strive to get closer to my true being, then I am on the path to again being with my soul which is love. To help me do this I need to make space for love, for I have so filled myself with the clutter of life that little freedom remains. I am to remove the bits and pieces, the possessions, the junk and debris that I have taken on board. I am to remove all that is not love. In doing so I am to be patient with myself, kind to myself, caring and looking at my internal presence rather than my external appearance. I am to cease rushing about hectically and in preference stay with myself for that is where I am and where love is to be found. Love is within, truth is within, peace is within, joy is within. Everything I require is within. I ache to again be with these gifts of self, for that is who I rightly am.
If I cast out all this unnecessary debris of life, then I am making room for the new. The space made available, I may fill with love. As I do this I will be able to see differently, to perceive otherwise and again become love. All I have to do is try. If I deny myself this opportunity then I do not allow the hope of change and without hope there is no peace and love cannot be. I am free to make space within as I cast out the worldly, so that I may then freely receive, for previously I have been full of absurdity and filled with the paraphernalia of our worldly society. I may choose to throw out all the bric-a-brac out of my life and by so doing I free myself to again be my own reality. As I accept then I find love, I re-unite with the love within and I open to giving love and in return receiving love. I am able to find myself and again be with my soul. It is my decision to do so, I am free to choose. I have permission to do these things, all I have to do is accept.
I am love. I am the mighty and consuming flame of love that consumes forever all past and present mistakes, all their causes and effects and all undesirable creation. I will again be free and in the presence of love.
I seem to spend so much time judging. It has become a full time habit , I am scarcely conscious of how much I am doing it. Often with people I judge, I judge physically, whether they might be fat or thin, of this race or that, old, young, tall, short, attractive and so on in an almost never ending way. I judge people emotionally, I judge people on their ability. Likewise I judge buildings, motor vehicles, roads, utilities, gardens, TV programmes, governments, religion, culture, jobs. Judging and judging. Virtually everything in my life I judge, I rarely seem to stop. Perhaps if I did I might perceive differently.
We are all souls on our individual journeys on planet earth and all here for a short time only, yet seemingly we are unable to live in harmony, even though we have an inborn desire for peace and love within our lives and to again be in touch with these feelings. It is imperative that we live in unison rather than apart. It is imperative that I live in unison with my soul rather than separately. It is fundamental that we all look at ourselves as permanent souls journeying in a temporary body rather than at our outward transitory and worldly appearance. This is vital for both mankind’s survival and for the future wellbeing of my own soul. We may each individually do something about these things, if we do not, we live a charade by creating a delusional personality that is not real: we live a lie. It is my task to take on the responsibility of my own soul; my task solely and souly. As I do this I will come to an understanding of my own being and in turn I will come to respect this planet.
I may start on this journey of renewal by accepting and honouring myself as a being who is spirit, who is the essence of my existence. I do this by getting in touch with my soul and again being one with whom I truthfully am. To date I am my life time work, but where am I? Am I really in touch? When did I last hear the sound of mallets on wooden tent pegs, listen to the rapids of a strange language, see the transparency of the giggling waters, feel the peat oozing between my toes, follow the vortex of whirling water, experience the empty line, the wormless hook: feel the urgency of a viper struggling over the heated footpath. When did I last take time out to be with my feelings? When did I last communicate with my soul? Is the line of communication clear or dimmed by lack of use? How regularly do I make the effort to be with my self? Upbringing, education and life’s experiences may have trained me to think, but what am I doing to maintain contact with my feelings, with my very being? I may consider myself world wise but at what expense to my soul?
This is my life, it was given to me freely, how do I fare? Do I know? Am I regularly taking stock? Not where I am physically, not where I am financially, not where I am in the pecking order of the world, none of these things, but where I am with regard to my soul. My soul was who I am when I came into this world, my soul will continue to be who I am when I depart. Where am I now in this relationship? Do I even recognise who I am? Am I in contact with my core being, my very essence? Have I spent time being in the presence of my soul or am I spending all my time with the transient things of worldly life?
Within me is a power beyond my comprehension. I must again recognise it to be able to use it. This power is love. Love is what I crave, but even this longing I have corrupted and smothered. I have spent so much time judging that the outcome is pain. And because I may not be in touch with my feelings, I may not recognise the hurt. The discomfort often gets worse and I possibly become sick or turn to alcohol or drugs in the belief this will give me respite, a way out. The trapping of the worldly life are themselves a drug. As I begin to feel the distress I ask for help, I might plead for a sign. The signs are there, I have forgotten what they look like and I no longer recognise them.
I may re-open the door to my soul by closing the door to all that is judging. Although a temporary being on this planet, I have previously chosen to spend my time living in a world that is alienated by borders, divides, limitation, separatism, barriers, sanctions and groupings. I would rather see the oneness of the planet than these divisions. I would rather see and be with the oneness and wonder of my soul.
I may let go of the worldly and in its place accept love. I may let go of my shame, my distress, hypocrisy, envy, greed, spite, vanity, arrogance, boasting. I may exchange all my pain and fears for love. I may again be free. I may accept the alternatives of compassion hope, truth, mercy, forgiveness, gentleness, grace, patience, humility, glory and kindness. I may re-acquaint myself with the gift of life given to me. This gift that is love.
First I take a look at myself.
Practice:
Be somewhere peaceful and consider your true being. Go within and retrace to the youngest age that you recall. Go to the child within. Is it dark there? Is it where you would like to have been left?
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