Everything's Forgiven

Everything's forgiven: 

and so now I'm beginning to recognize my own call for healing, finally, my attacks thoughts subdued to eventual surrender and a gentle peace is found. I recognize that only my most loving thoughts are true, anything else and I am calling for help in a language not my own and with little hope of actually being heard. This is a very subtle understanding, recognizing my defensiveness, the smallest judgement, and every resentment held longer than the swifest moment is an appeal for healing. For a long time I've been able to spot this in another and immediately begin to offer forgiveness, even if it seemed to take some time at least the recognition was there and my heart would start to soften. 

yet my own cries were far too unheard.

long ignored.

and worse,

believing I was undeserving of any healing.

what changed for me was...you.

my forgiving practice has finally reached me, turned inward in its focus, and it's only because I so sincerely wanted to see the light of God within you. In everyone. And this became a beautiful self reflecting gem, an Indra's net of forgiveness that couldn't help but to eventually find me. So now I am internally focused upon healing, mindful of the littest shift towards excluding myself from any healing or aspect of forgiveness.. I am so grateful for my every reflection that's offered in the guise of another. I see myself in you...and everything's forgiven.

finally.

thank you, thank you, thank you.

~

I love you, Eric

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Signpost of Words

Signpost of words: 

it seems the language itself takes us there, returning through the signpost of words that always conclude in realization of our perfect union. This is the language of the mystics, self-realization offered by poets and the subtle metaphors of great saints in every tradition. When their words are read by the heart, not seeking an intellectual understanding, but finding ourselves awash in the awareness that they offer...there's an awakening. We're home. If only for the instant of our reading.

"I and the Father are one" (John 10:30) 

~

I love you, Eric

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Trusting in a Moment

Trusting in a moment: 

so my mistake is in thinking that it's a place of ultimate arrival, a destination that I just haven't earned yet, believing that I'm not sincere enough in my practice and only have to try harder to achieve it. I've been contemplating the concept of trust a lot lately, one of the ten characteristics of God's teacher that the Manual for Teachers emphasised in A Course in Miracles. It's always felt like a bit of a sticking point for me, a checkpoint on my roadmap towards enlightenment that I never quite arrived at - while actually I've been here all along. 

the word is trust is really more of a verb, although it can also function as a noun. My thoughts have made such a beautiful fluid word a solid place of arrival. An achievement. The truth is that the entirety of my spiritual practice is trusting, it's a moment by moment matter of faith that right now, everything I need to simply graced in support of my existence. I am here, now, and my every true need is met. What I've done, quite successfully it seems, is project my fear forward to the next possible moment that doesn't even exist yet - and then wonder if this grace of support will follow. 

it's here, it always right here.

it's now.

and it's never not right now.

it's not about trust, at least not in the sense of being a noun. I'm still in verb territory,trusting, and it's becoming such a beautiful practice of continuous surrender. Each moment my needs are met, an abundance of air rest upon my lips for each breath to be drawn, an unseen atmosphere of cells, molecules, atoms and particles support my body. An entire universe participates for my existence. And all I'm asked to do is to trust this...

and so I do, 

each of these impossible moments that are somehow made possible for just an instant as my faith shows through. I'm already trusting. Completely so. 

nothing more is needed.

nowhere to go. 

I'm here.

now.

~

I love you, Eric

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What I Must Have Missed Before

What I must have missed before:

sometimes it lands so clearly that it's impossible to not to see it as a directive, not even a bit subtle but a sure sign on how I'm meant navigate the world. Decades into studying A Course in Miracles and I'm still handed these powerful messages. For whatever reason words that have been read over countless times before take on a brand new energy, as if every previous reading was simply meant to break me open just a little bit more until I was fully ready to truly receive these words. 

it is still your only function to behold in him what he sees not (ACIM, T-25.II.8:7 

I love when things are simplified, when complexities drop away and the path narrows to a straight edge forward. As I write this now it's almost 4:00 a.m, and it was earlier still when I read those words. They were embedded in a longer sentence, contained in a paragraph, and belonging to a section within a chapter. But those were the exact words I needed and I had no idea that is was so until I read them. This actually happens quite often, more now than ever, a lifetime of spiritual breadcrumbs delivering me to each revelation. 

and so now my say sets forth with a clear agenda.

my only function is to behold...

what we both must have missed before.

I see you.

and I love you.

~

Peace, Eric

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A Different Way of Tracking

A different way of tracking: 

it seems I've been learning a different way of tracking, locating animals, birds and reptiles by present signs rather than the tracks they've left behind. This has been an important distinction, not looking for clues of past location in order to find an animal, but recognizing what's occurring right now and allowing my awareness to draw me exactly to the perfect moment for filming. With just a little attention I've managed to discern the water trail of ripples left by a recently passing goose and that of a beaver that just dove beneath the surface - my camera is ready for just the right moment when he rises. There are literally thousands of signs that tell me what's about to happen and where to aim my camera. 

and the spiritual metaphor isn't lost on me. 

this present moment will tell me everything I need to know about my state of mind. There's little need to track a past event, tragic situation, or troublesome person to this exact point in time. I'm not saying that doing so won't facilitate my healing, perhaps so, but more importantly is what's happening right now and where it might be leading me. A thought doesn't exist in the past, it's a ghost trail, and tracking those signs only leads me to what's been left behind through years and memories. It's as if I'm tracking an animal - I could follow a past story and hope it brings me to a magical instant that's ready for filming, or the alternative is to settle into this exact moment, ready, attentive, and allow the present magic to be revealed to me. Perhaps it not a matter of which way is better than the other. I honestly don't know. But this is where I find myself most often, this open, allowing space of presence...

participating in the magic.

~

I love you, Eric

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A Simple Commendmanet

A simple commandment: 

it's a seamless view of reality, a commandment to finally see exactly who we really are. In the New Testament Jesus is asked which is the greatest of the commandments and his reply is, ultimately, an expression of pure nonduality. 

"love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: Love your neighbor as yourself."

this a commandment only because there is no other way, anything else is simply a delusion of a split mind that sees a world that's broken off into personal and separate realities belonging to each of us alone. To say "love the Lord your God" is imploring us to look within and find that seamless expression of love that resides in all of us - truly knowing the neighbor as ourselves and each of us an aspect of God. And Jesus in A Course in Miracles might simplify this even further:

forgive...and see the love of God.

for only love is real.

and nothing unreal exist.

~

I love you, Eric

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Of Mantra and The Holy Spirit

Of mantra and the Holy Spirit: 

when I first began meditating I was struck by the abundance of intrusive thoughts, instantly noting the complete lack of control and inability to tame a raging mind. I thought that I was unique to this, my brain damaged by an overflow of pettiness and useless rumination. Of course that's not the case, most everyone is caught in a similar trap of repetitive thinking. My mistaken belief with meditation was that my mind was supposed to (somehow) empty itself of thoughts, obtaining silence, and to be able to sit tranquility for an ever greater length of time. Several wonderful teachers taught me otherwise. Mantra meditation was a wonderful gift, it's soft focus and self transcending grace allowed me to settle down within the streaming thoughts, be a witness to the stream itself, and return a wandering mind to mantra's gentle sound. There's a science here that I won't get into - but suffice to say, meditation changed how I related to my mind. I befriended my thoughts for the very first time and the effects have been profound and lasting. But this essay isn't really about meditation...

it's about the Holy Spirit.

meditation has shown me the true spacious nature of awareness, completely changing how I relate to the thoughts that still occupy my mind.. This brings me a great deal of peace. I am forever grateful for my continued daily practice. However, it's only been through recognizing the presence of my internal teacher that I've learned what every thought is actually for - and now my peace has deepened even further, a trust unfolding in a continuous lesson that only my most loving thoughts are real. Anything else is simply the nervous flow of a still chattering mind. My job isn't to judge, evaluate, or try to stop a single thought that comes to mind....it's relax. And trust. My real thoughts are only what I think with God.

Every loving thought is true. (ACIM, T-12.I.3:3)

~

I love you, Eric

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