An Interlocking Chain

An interlocking chain:

Miracles are part of an interlocking chain of forgiveness which, when completed, is the Atonement. ²Atonement works all the time and in all the dimensions of time. (ACIM, T-1.I.25:1-2)

so just one miracle at a time, one shift of perception offered as forgiveness and no more needs to be done until the very next lesson arrives. There's the life plan, simple, straightforward, nothing else is required beyond just a little willingness to ask and receive the Holy Spirit's aid.

that's the Atonement, an undoing of every falsehood we've ever held about ourselves and others. It's our return to innocence and every moment of choosing forgiveness is it's beginning as well it's final act. I love that line above from the Course, that a miracle an interlocking chain of forgiveness. 

and so every link is vital.

as taken together...

they stretch all the way to heaven.

~

I love you, Eric

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Blessing

Blessing: 

it arrived with clarity and purpose, subtle in the sense that it was the softest internal whisper of a voice - yet perfectly expressed in its intent. Yesterday afternoon, my second walk for the day and setting a pace to make sure I got my heart rate. I was just about to pass by an elderly man walking in the opposite direction when it happened, a clear directive from an inner guide. I was to bless this man. Not out loud, nothing obvious, just the softest of blessings sent to him as we passed one another. A few more steps and again the voice urged to to bless the trees while passing by. One more time this prompt came to me and told me that this was how I should go through life.

blessing everything.

no exceptions.

of course my walk continued on in bliss, a holiness followed me with for about a mile and then quietly faded to a lovely thought. Another mile or so and the thought grew faint, a memory of something extraordinary that happened. Except everything is different now, I'm different, and so it is with every encounter we have with the divine. 

we're changed in the most remarkably ordinary way.

being a little more of who we truly are.

and so life goes on, walks continue, and our everyday rhythm returns to its regular pace. But the soft and subtle holy voice remains, whispering still, reminding us of what exactly we're supposed to do. 

bless the world.

everyone.

no excpetions.

~

I love you, Eric

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Change of Mind

Change of mind: 

³If you want to be like me I will help you, knowing that we are alike. ⁴If you want to be different, I will wait until you change your mind. (ACIM, T-8.IV.6:3-4)

and here's some of my favorite lines from A Course in Miracles. Jesus, meets me exactly where I am and reminds me that I'm meant for so much more than my timid thoughts would have me believe. He offers to help lift me beyond any life I could possibly imagine. But more so, with infinite patience and gentleness, he whispers that he'll wait for me even if I choose otherwise. 

knowing that eventually, 

I'll change my mind.

and now,

finally.

I do.

~

I love you, Eric

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Communion

Communion: 

primarily, artistically, I'm a writer, or I like to think myself to be - and so with that I allow inspiration to guide me to where the words are, as if every piece is already written in infinite scripts and I only have to find the right one to fit a certain mood. Writing, for me at least, is a daring endeavor in the gentlest form, an excursion into the realm of imagination, ideas, and expressions all existing to choose from. It's a journey made directly from my desk and keyboards - from nowhere to no-here.

really, writing is a form of meditation.

an already answered prayer.

communion.

~

I love you, Eric

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What Are The Odds?

What are the odds?

a most often  asked metaphysical question, why are we here at all given the astronomical odds against our very existence. I have heard that the likelihood of our an individual existence is 1 in \(10^{2,685,000}\) which is a number so large that it actually has more zeros in it than all the atoms in the entire universe. So it seems just as likely, more so actually, that we shouldn't exist as all.

except we do. 

my friend and frequent guest on my YouTube channel, Cynthia Orlando, was asked this question yesterday.  Cynthia is A Course in Miracles student with keen insight derived through careful self-inquiry, and navigating through years of her own personal struggle. She had a most lovely reply:

God had an idea of you.

there is is,

simple.

beautiful.

and ultimately true no matter how we look at it.

of course a scientist could unpack this in a way that disproves God's existence. But it seems impossible to me that we can discount that there's a vast intelligent system at play here. Things work, I mean the universe works, gravity has a very specific purpose that keeps everything cosmically aligned and chugging along. That doesn't seem accidental. So what I'm pointing out here is mind, or Mind really, one great intelligence that for a very specific reason, or maybe none at all, had a thought of you, and me too -

and that's love.

God had an idea about you.

everything that follows is just details.

~

I love you, Eric

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Only Presence

Only presence:

this has been a year of acceleration for me, a deepening of a spirit-filled life in which my guidance has sharpened even through what felt like distance from my guide. Or maybe, actually, because of that seeming distance. From 2020 onwards has been difficult for many, from Covid to high costs of living and seeming divide we share in the world - it's just been hard. For me it's felt almost like continuous loss, a series, almost seamless, of treasured people and things leaving my life. 

this past year in particular.

and yet,

so many blessings have appeared as well.

here's the paradox, and maybe my greatest loss - I've had to learn that guidance doesn't mean that my every demand is met, especially not instantly so, and that it doesn't always appear in the most familiar guise. This is where distance comes into the picture, or even what I took was absence. My job isn't to make demands on the Holy Spirit and than look for signs that an agreement has been made. It's to hand everything over and trust that there's a holy purpose at play.

and the purpose is always forgiveness,

of course I've known this since year one of my study of A Course in Miracles, and that was over 30 years ago. The last few years I've been asked to live it, and this year, deeply so. This year feels like a year of settling, even in the midst of some health and financial concerns, there's a deepening sense of trust that all is well. Even when it doesn't like it - or maybe especially when it doesn't feel like it.

and that makes all the difference. 

there is no distance,

no absence.

only presence.

~

I love you, Eric

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Swayed

Swayed:

vrikshasana, tree pose, is my lifetime yoga  - and not just as an asana to perform for it many physical benefits, but for the spiritual lessons it bestows everytime I practice. It's a graceful posture, rooted and reaching at once, stable, yet swaying to and fro with every distracted thought I entertain. Vrikshasana shows me where I am each morning.

and teaches me forgiveness.

you see, some mornings I'm not so steady, my mind might hold a distraction, an issue left over from the day before, or even weeks ago. Every grievance shows up in vrikshasana, any resentment makes itself known through even the slightest sway and break of concentration. Vrikshasana doesn't demand complete concentration, it reveals the content of the mind and asks only for the release of whatever thought robs me of my grace and inner peace. This is the posture I hold with the Holy Spirit, reflected here as the symbol Lord Shiva, and I offer Him my prayer of release.

each distraction surrendered.

one by one.

and once more my feet spread sure and grounded, secure, and my torso feels free to lengthen fully in a reach towards heaven. 

grace.

if only for a moment.

until another thought sways me, once more distraction...

and that's forgiven too.

~

I love you, Eric

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