Words Appear

Words appear: 

there was a time I chased the muse each morning, an intense pursuit of inspiration that often left me creatively exhausted and with only a few satisfying words given to the page. Writing was a difficult task because I feared failure, more so, I feared emptiness, silence, an unfilled page that matched my own loneliness and lack of meaning in life. This wasn't too many years ago, but I'm a different writer now, content with whatever words arrive, at peace with the intervals between them, and unafraid of the sheer potentiality an an empty page presents. The only real difference through those years was my deepening practice of forgiveness. 

no longer reserved for major events and the most troublesome people, forgiveness has become a softer approach to life, gentle, and even the slightest agitation is handed over to the Holy Spirit with a smile. Maybe not right away - but sooner now than ever. It seems that words flow to a forgiving mind, with a void left in their absence inspiration readily arrives in replacement. What feels most meaningful to me is that I'm now content to sit in silence until words appear, not in anticipation, just a quiet wonder at the trade of emptiness and form that plays across the page. 

yes, forgiveness offers me everything I could possibly want, and even provides meaning where none was found before. I have forgiven that struggling writer of just a few years ago, a false image really, yet the suffering certainly felt very real. Whatever struggle, anxiety, or blocks to inspiration are forgiven - and I am blessed by the silence of their absence. 

and in that creative, primordial space,

words appear.

~

I love you, Eric

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Transcendence

Transcendence: 

I see it now as transcendence, a meditation that quite literally takes me beyond the ego's realm of time and judgement to seamlessly touch upon eternity and the bliss of love's awareness. Forgiveness has become my continuous practice, not as a need to get it right, but as a means transcending the mundane experience of what my ego always seems to offer. There's no battle here, much like mantra meditation it's a soft return to ease my wandering mind back towards the quiet fields of peace. But here, with forgiveness, the mantra is my own petty grievances, my slightest resentments, and they all serve for my release from a self-created world of harsh judgement and condemnation. This is why nothing can be bypassed, everything is brought directly to awareness and examined for it's sense of worth - asking does this thought bring me peace is the predecessor to forgiveness.  

and as it is with meditation, a shift of mind comes completely on its own.

I'm not the one that makes anything happen. 

transcendence,

being the grace of pure awareness...

shows me a forgiven world.

~

I love you, Eric

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Turned Over

 

Turned over: 

my entire life has been turned over, a higher source has  now been given charge. This takes me right back to one of the earliest lesson in which I'm reminded that I don't know what anything is for, a profound realization that has proven itself true through the years. And yet I'm also told that there is a connection to the divine source of all answers, a guide that gives voice to me every sure direction and that I only must be still enough to listen to

and so I do.

finally.

as completely as possible right now. 

it's a relief to understand my own misguidance, to surrender every past mistaken and give each future choice to a wiser source than relied upon before. I don't need to know what anything is for - the Holy Spirit most certainly does and it's voice is ever available for me to turn to whenever I need sure and steady guidance. I've known this for quiet sometime and it seems that life has been preparing me to turn within, to listen more intently...to trust. And now I'm ready. 

I don't know what anything is for.

and I don't need to.

as the Holy Spirit, my sure and always present connection to God...

is always here to guide me. 

I love you, Eric

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Self-Inquiry

Self-inquiry: 

and so really, A Course in Miracles is the deep practice of jhana, the yoga of self-inquiry, but with a bit of a twist to this ancient practice. In traditional jhana we might ask the question "who am I?" in a curious and persistent fashion, allowing silence to eventually supply our sought out answer. The Course asks us to rely upon out internal teacher, the Holy Spirit, to reinterpret the world through our inquiry - we ask 'what is this for?" and the Holy Spirit has the single reply:

salvation.

all inquiry ends with a revaluation, we're shown the soft shine of holiness that resides beneath the surface of the world, our innocence is revealed through the practice of forgiveness, and we know exactly what everything is for - we are here in service of salvation. That's it. 

everything serves to bring us home.

~

I love you, Eric 

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God-Aligned

God-Aligned; 

and there's a reason we try and be a little kinder, of course there's many really, but for the sake of our practice it all comes down to seeing the tender expression of God hidden just beneath the surface within each other - and that becomes the mirror of our own true existence. What I find is that kindness is my natural expression when I'm God aligned, flowing freely as a choiceless love affair through and with my every small encounter. Sometimes though, it seems that the little cruelties of life add up and I get lost in self-absorption, momentarily forgetting who I truly am. But kindness always brings me home, serving as a reminder of my God-alignment, drawing me back from self- absorption to being a loving participant in the world - in whatever way that I am guided. So kindness is a practice, but only briefly, until I am again realigned with God's will...and love is all that's given.

~

I love you, Eric

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Overflow of Kindness

Overflow of Kindness: 

so I appreciate the metaphysics of A Course in Miracles, it's cosmological story of how the world came to be, and then tying it all  together into a logical necessity for the practice of true forgiveness. This might be singularly unique to the Course as a spiritual system, providing a solid foundation for the reason of a particular practice. The metaphysics are important for the consideration of forgiveness, they help us make sense of a illusory world and the suffering that entails - and with that logic in place we're given an all important tool for our awakening. 

but I don't practice metaphysics...

I practice forgiveness. 

and kindness is the natural outcome of forgiveness, an end result of letting go of every previous judgement and simply resting in the spaciousness of their absence. I don't have to try and be kind, it's not an act, but just an overflow of love's awareness that's now being offered to the world. So everything becomes a reason for forgiveness, a continuous practice of seeing reality in place of the illusion of separation, and genuine kindness is it's ultimate expression. 

I appreciate the backdrop of the metaphysics.

but I love the overflow of kindness that's given to the world.

and so my practice is forgiveness.

always.

~

I love you, Eric

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Unseen Arms

Unseen arms: 

every once in a while my morning yoga aligns for the near perfect expression of vrksasana, as if gravity itself cooperated with my body and allowed for this experience. Tree pose is my bellwether posture, it's often a measure of trust  and my willingness to surrender to the present moment's grace. It's sometimes a shaky experience even after decades of practice, a single thought can cause me to sway and bring my entire foundation down. But not too often anymore, it's a reliable pose most morning, steady, firmly rooted to the ground as I reach my arms skyward. 

and sometimes there's a certain grace that's given.

a slight suspension of gravity.

everything aligns.

I love those moments, being a rare gift through decades of practice - and yet I know that they're always possible, that at any moment the weight of thoughts can drop away and I'm left with what feels like an endless reach towards heaven. It's a blissful experience, calm, as if nothing can ever sway me and cause me to lose this sense of balance. Rare moments indeed. But here's the thing, a gift is most truly appreciated through the trials of learning to trust in their arrival. It's my practice that most often brings me here. Grace itself is ever present and only waits for my acknowledgement. I'm learning this, developing trust in the eternal grace of spirit and surrendering to the daily practice of remembrance. 

and my real practice is the yoga of forgiveness.

it's seeing the softest light shine through my every sway and shift of balance, being unafraid of falling from any of life's endless postures. Forgiveness is my return point, rooted in trust and a firm knowing that this is exactly where grace will meet me. 

right here,

now.

and then even if I should  fall...

especially so,

I trust in the unseen arms of grace to catch me. 

and they always do.

~

I love you, Eric

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