Whatever thee Task at Hand

Whatever the task at hand: 

so my only real work here is forgiveness, everything else is simply the means to deliver me to the exact location I'm supposed to be, with just the right people, arriving at the perfect time. I'm reminded of a story that I once heard of the writer and Catholic priest Henri Nouwen who often found himself disturbed from his writing by the constant noise of students on the campus where he was living and teaching. Complaining and losing focus until he came to the realized that his actual work wasn't being interrupted at all - the interruptions were his true work, they were meant to draw him within to gently expose and deal with the issues of his mind that kept him from receiving continuous inspiration. Nouwen experienced a miracle, a shift in perception that caused him to view the situation with new vision. This is the miracle we're all tasked to perform, our true work, and the underlying reason we're here at all. 

and so for me,

I find myself ready and with sleeves metaphorically rolled up, finally ready to work with every seeming distraction and interruption, forgiving and forgiving, continuously so - 

 being joyful in the task at hand.

~

I love you, Eric

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A Quiet Fire

A quiet fire: 

to just love, no conditions needing to be met, without concern for warnings from the ego - that's the simplicity of my spiritual path. It's rather spontaneous, finding myself a bhakti yogi developed through long years of forgiveness, searching within myself for the smallest God-spark of love and fanning into an actual flame that's then extended towards others. The flame itself never wavers, but there's still sometimes a hesitation in my offer, a notion of doubt that causes me to withdraw within myself - and of course that's where the flame burns brightest now, a fire that's literally consuming all of my concerns and only wishes to continue in its spread of love. More so than ever I give myself to this fire, purifying, allowing myself to be the smallest flame within it's infinite expression. 

it's a quiet fire.

yet it burns so brightly now.

~

I love you, Eric

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I'm Sorry, and I Love You

I'm sorry, and I love you: 

I don't mind sharing my struggles, although it took a long while to be able to even share them with myself, as if admitting them would make me less spiritual than I truly hoped to be. In review, this wasn't really bypassing, it just seemed that certain issues existed on the borderland of my awareness, not quite ready to be exposed to the light of forgiveness. Of course there were many hidden emotional bombshells as well, so deeply buried that it's taken years to know be acknowledged. Even the most obvious ones are still a work in progress, not quite gone, but easily managed with forgiveness and a smile. The point is, that really, I'm a perfect A Course in Miracles student, flawed of ego, yet sincerely committed to the practice of true forgiveness - meaning that I see my light beyond the flaws, and that every deep wound carries the potential for a great healing. As I forgive everything that comes to the surface of my attention, accepting wounds and flaws for the opportunities that they are....

and so my heart break more than just a little, cracks that now expose a long hidden light that was meant for all the world, meant for specifically for you, and that we were supposed to heal together. My heart breaks in kindness and with a soft compassion that spills through the light and reaches out to you. My struggles were really yours, and I'm sorry, I just didn't know...but I do now, and I love you. 

I love you.

 may we meet again in the light of this awareness, healing together, forgiving, laughing at the thought that we could ever have ever kept this light hidden from ourselves, let alone each other. May we meet again, lovingly, so that I can say I'm sorry, I did't see your struggles,

 I didn't even see my own. 

but I love you, 

I love you,

to everyone that's encountered...

I love you.

~

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Great Faith

Great faith:  

there's been great faith placed in my mantra, how a specific sound, a vibration really, has carried me to the depth of stillness repeatedly through years of my meditation practice. No matter where my thoughts might wander I am led back to silence through it's practice. In much the same way forgiveness plays though my mind, a backdrop of consistency that never allows me to stay far from my true spiritual home. I have great faith in my practice of forgiveness, always available to me, a continuous meditation that never fails to release me from the grip of resents and grievances that seek to keep me in their tightened hold. This is my mantra away from the meditation cushion, carrying the softest vibration of love, a forgiveness phrase that carries me lightly though the day - 

"I forgive myself for dreaming this world" 

and with great faith, 

trust,

no matter were my thoughts might wander...

my mantra always takes me home.

~

I love you, Eric 

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A Glimpse of Dawn

A glimpse of dawn: 

it's becoming a happier dream now, a glimpse of dawn not far off, and with strands of light reaching me even as I continue sleeping. The world itself hasn't changed, but certainly my perception has shifted from one of fear to love - or at least more often so. With this I'm seeing a different world, light-filled, having a holy purpose of transformation and every moment an opportunity for a miracle. 

it's not the happiest of dreams as yet...

but it's getting there.

~

I love you, Eric

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Eternity Follows

Eternity follows: 

I love the gentleness of allowing myself to trust in the Holy Spirit, how it calls for just a little willingness, no more, and then my trust develops a bit further from there, one moment of trust at a time. This is the trickle of faith that carves the stone floor into a canyon, steady, asking no more than a single moment that leads on into eternity. It seems that I often place the development of trust on a list for things to be accomplish, that it's an achievement of faith that accelerates my progress. This has often been my "all out or nothing" approach throughout life, diving in at once for the immediate benefits and results - and of course trust doesn't work that way. It's a gradual extension of that little willingness I'm asked to have, trusting just for this one moment, right now and no more...

and from here eternity follows.

as it's always now.

~

I love you, Eric

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Empty Page

Empty page:

a writer's life is based on trust, a deep faith that an empty page already holds the promise of words, and that surrender is the key to their fulfillment. We cannot force inspiration, nor will its presence to the page - writing is purely a matter of trusting that just the right words will appear exactly when they're needed, and that silence is the means of their arrival. Inspiration is an initial request, an agreement really, and one made with our first glimmer of appearance within the mind of God. 

we are co-creators.

an extension of love that seeks continuation through display. 

we're artist by design.

and the world is now our empty page.

~

I love you, Eric

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