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The Power Of Being

We All Have The Power Experience The Beauty Within

   Apr 26

The Suffering of Mother Teresa Was Religious not Spiritual

“It is not enough for us to say: ‘I love God,’ but I also have to love my neighbor. St. John says that you are a liar if you say you love God and you don’t love your neighbor. How can you love God whom you do not see, if you do not love your neighbor whom you see, whom you touch, with whom you live? And so it is very important for us to realize that love, to be true, has to hurt. I must be willing to give whatever it takes not to harm other people and, in fact, to do good to them. This requires that I be willing to give until it hurts. Otherwise, there is not true love in me and I bring injustice, not peace, to those around me.” – Mother Teresa

I am familiar with love and with pain; and when I have felt pain, while loving, the pain was never caused by the act of loving, it was caused by the actions of the ones I loved. To me, it is like a hose – the faucet is turned on, the hose fills up and the water pours out. And so the process is like this, one’s being is filled with love – so filled that it must be released out towards another being, towards God, or even towards nature itself. Still, it is a filling up of the heart and soul with love and so long as that love is being released, the vessel is being constantly filled. Being filled with love leaves no room for pain. I recall a story that Wayne Dyer told about a woman with a disabled daughter, totally bedridden for many years, and for all of those years the mother lovingly stayed by her side, changing her diaper, feeding her, loving her. She did this without it hurting, other than perhaps the empathy that she felt for her daughter. After being moved by the enormous suffering of Mother Teresa I went back over the things that she had said, and I cannot imagine an instance where love hurts.

The act of giving does not hurt either. Again, giving is a gesture from the heart. What does hurt is when we do not give from our hearts but we give because we feel we must. In doing this, we are not giving in essence we are taking from ourselves. Another quote from Mother Teresa which stood out to me was this:

“I try to give to the poor people for love what the rich could get for money. No, I wouldn’t touch a leper for a thousand pounds; yet I willingly cure him for the love of God.”

I was never much on placing importance on the death of Jesus, but I was deeply inspired by his life. I don’t believe that the value of a life should be overshadowed by the manner of death. After all, no matter how you cut it, living takes a lot more work than dying, and living an exemplary life, at any time, trumps an exemplary death. I read a bumper sticker the other day that really brought the point home, it said, “Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian any more than going to a garage makes you are car.” In the Gospel of Thomas, Jesus’ followers asked him, basically, how to get to Heaven, a question he never seemed to answer to the satisfaction of the questioner.

[6]. His disciples asked and said to him: “Do you want us to fast? How shall we pray, how shall we give alms, what rules concerning eating shall we follow?” Jesus says: “Tell no lie, and whatever you hate, do not do: for all these things are manifest to the face of heaven; nothing hidden will fail to be revealed and nothing disguised will fail before long to be made public!”

When I was young, I was given the impression that I was not really capable of amounting to anything in the world. So, when I became successful in my own business I bought many very expensive things, jewelry, art – things that said I had made it. These were my trophies that I told myself I would never let go of, they proved my ability to succeed. But as my life would have it, my health caused me to leave my business and it reached a point in my life that to keep a roof over the heads of my children, I would have to sell my trophies. They were the only proof that I had left. While I was struggling with this I read a book on the Kabala and it said that we should gather everything that we believe that we can live without in order to give it away, but then, after we have gathered everything that we feel we can manage without we should then double it and give it away. The essence of it was that only the ego attaches to things, only the ego benefits from things, and not the soul. This allowed me to ‘give’ those things for the good of my family without pain, because I knew that in doing so I was purging my ego. My husband, feeling badly for the sacrifice that I had made promised to replace all that I had given, but I did not want them back, giving it opened my heart and freed my ego, I felt gratitude and joy.

Using the parable of the seeds as an example, the things that we do so that God will know our love for Him, are the seeds that fall by the wayside. They are a lie, the heart is not in the action itself. For Mother Teresa to see a leper and feel to herself that she wouldn’t touch him for a thousand pounds, says that in the depth of her heart she does not see Jesus in that leper. The act of curing that leper is an act of doing what you should do, like fasting or going to church, but it is not heartfelt and so the heart derives no joy from the act, in fact, it causes pain because of the feeling of uselessness of the sacrifice. To sacrifice is to make sacred, but only the heart can make sacred.

In Mother Teresa’s youth she was filled with an ecstatic love for Jesus and for the work that he did in his life. She was filled with the spirit of Christianity, but the church robbed her of that. The church robbed her of the loving Jesus, the joyous Jesus, the Jesus free of ego attachments and laws, filled only with the desire to Love, teach and heal his brothers. The church forced her to believe that only through suffering could she find the love of Jesus, only through suffering would she feel the love of Jesus, and worst of all, that only through teaching the value of suffering to others could she save their souls for Jesus. The teachings of the church were in direct contradiction to the yearnings of her heart, and because she believed the church to be the appointed messenger of God, she deafened her heart to its cries, and dedicated herself to the work, but without the spirit in the work, without the love in the work, she was empty and alone, not seeing God and not feeling his Love. She loved Jesus, but she could not feel his love because she was indoctrinated only towards his suffering. There are many Saints who are marked by their “Dark Night Of The Soul”, but each one emerged with a greater sense of mysticism and spirituality and a far lesser sense of righteousness of religious doctrine.

She gave her life to the God that she loved, but she was denied the fullness of His love in her heart, not by God but by the church that taught not the beauty and joy of love, but only the vows of suffering. I feel that it is a crime for her suffering to be used by atheists as proof that there is no God, but I believe equally that it is a crime for the church to use her suffering as an example of the natural path of a true Christian.

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Originally posted 2015-10-22 05:21:12. Republished by Blog Post Promoter


   Apr 24

The Barren Stream that Leads to God

We speak about thinking outside of the box, but what we don’t think about is that there is no amount of “Outside of the box” that is outside of God.  When we have an idea – it is God’s idea.  When we think of a new form of worship – it is God’s thought.  Regardless of what we do or what we think of – ultimately, it comes from God.  Even war was not a product of man but of God.  There are many paths to becoming one with God.  Most of these paths have nothing to do with religion, they have to do with gaining understanding, and faith.  One path is fear – through fear we learn that there is nothing to fear in God.  Through the path of loss we learn that there is nothing that can be lost because all is One in God.  Through hatred – we learn that there is nothing and no one to hate because we are all One in God.  Through war and killing we learn the value of life and living.  Through prejudice we learn acceptance.  Through betrayal we learn forgiveness.  All of these paths are paths and lessons created by God with the only intention that we find our way to the truth of what we are and what we have always been.

Once there were two villages that had established a very prosperous trade between themselves each growing the crops that the other needed.  They were wealthy villages because they had the benefit of an abundant stream of water.  Yet, with time both villages began to get greedy, charging higher and higher prices for their goods each trying to outdo the other.  After time passed and this greed escalated, crime ensued.  Each village began hating the other and refusing to sell to them.  This hurt both villages because they needed what the other had, but their pride had grown too great.

They did not notice that while they were entrenched in the battle over their egos, the stream was drying up.  Soon the crops that could be grown could barely feed the people, let alone the livestock and it seemed that all were destined to die out. After generations of only the water that could be caught from the little rain that fell was now taken by a total drought.  One night as the leader of each village slept, there appeared to each, an angel.  The angel told each of the leaders that there was a miraculous healing stream only seven miles from their villages.  Each was told to journey to the stream early because the stream only filled with water at a certain time.

Each man protested to the angel saying that there had been no water in that stream for generations it was now mo more than a barren waterbed.  The angel told the men that God had heard the prayers of the villagers and answered them by filling the waterbed with a healing stream that would not only heal the people, but would provide such nutrition to the fields that their crops and livestock would grow beyond anything ever seen before.

Early the next morning, unbeknownst to the other, each man began his journey to the stream.  As the stream came into sight, each man watched in awe as the water quickly filled the once barren bed to the brim.  Yet, the water was murky and did not look fit for crops, and in no way did it seem fit to drink.  Even worse than that, when they finally reached the stream, they were astounded to see the water already draining back into the ground through the same opening that it had entered.  Seeing the other, each man ran back to his village to gather the villagers so that they would arrive before the other and be ready to fetch all what they needed before the other village could take all of the water.

However, the peasants from both villages arrived at the same time and as the water began to fill the stream, a fight broke out over the water with the inhabitants of each village pushing, shoving and hitting the other.  By the time they noticed the water again, the last drops were already draining from the streambed.  Filled with anger and frustration, the villagers returned home with their buckets and their hopes empty.

That night, the angel returned to the dreams of the village leaders.  This time the angel told them that instead of pushing and shoving each other they should throw stones.  The angel told them that God had placed stones on their side of the stream.  The next morning as the villagers once again reached the stream as it was filling up, they looked down, each saw the stones at their feet and began to hurl them at the other villagers.  To their surprise, the stones never hit anyone but all seemed to land in the stream.

When there were no more stones to throw, the exhausted villagers noticed that the water had become so clear that they could see every stone lying on the bottom of the stream.  Even more miraculous than this, was the fact that water no longer emptied.  Just then a little boy from one of the villages cried out, “Mommy, mommy, the stones…they look like hearts”.  And just at that moment all of the villagers felt their anger, and their hatred drain from their souls.  They each drew from the stream all of the water that they needed and resumed their trading and sharing of resources with a new sense of gratitude.

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Originally posted 2015-08-19 05:19:09. Republished by Blog Post Promoter


   Apr 22

We Are At The Beginning of a New Age and With It A New Reality

We have to reframe the experience that we are undergoing now if we are to thrive within it – and yes, we can. It is not easy to tell a drug addict or an alcoholic that his quality of life would be so much better if he did without that next fix, or that next drink – but we know that it would. Imagine a place, some island isolated from the rest of the world, where drugs and alcohol were free so long as they were only indulged in on that island. In this way, the addicts would not be a danger to the rest of the world. Eventually, those who came to the island to get high – would stay high and stay on the island. Yes, many with loved ones would miss them, and suffer some guilt in neglecting them, but the powerful intoxication of the drug could mask the pain and guilt of missing and neglecting loved ones. However, once addicted, nothing and no one could overpower the need for the drug. celebrity_home_jlo_pcn louboutin_shoes_mode_large_qualite_uk One of the many gifts that we receive from the Divine Presence that some call God, is the awareness of our own demons, intensified and mirrored back at us through small pockets of the population. We have become addicted to all things material with the focus and obsession of a drug addict. Our egoic attachment to more, and more of the things of the world has become so strong that our soul’s attachment to things of the heart has been increasingly ignored. We make time for loved ones when we can, justifying all of our neglect and all of the love that we miss, just as any addict does. Just like drugs, most of the things that we can’t do without today, we never needed before we had them, and what they do to us, is make us want more. We want more and better quality drugs to feed our addition to the world. There is a force called gravity which keeps us on the earth. There is a force called addiction, which is equally strong, that keeps us chained to the things that we think we possess, but that really possess us. We are like the two people in the Tarot Devil Card, they are chained and shackled to the devil, but if you look closely, the shackles are large enough to remove – if the people really wanted to be free from the devil. The fact is – they don’t. We see the street gangs, they kill people with no remorse just to gain power within the gang. What scares us the most is that they kill without feeling, without it being personal. We condemn drug lords, and drug dealers for their Indifference to human life. There is an offense called, “Depraved Indifference”:

To constitute depraved indifference, the defendant’s conduct must be ‘so wanton, so deficient in a moral sense of concern, so lacking in regard for the life or lives of others, and so blameworthy as to warrant the same criminal liability as that which the law imposes upon a person who intentionally causes a crime. Depraved indifference focuses on the risk created by the defendant’s conduct, not the injuries actually resulting.
“to bring defendant’s conduct within the murder statute, the People were required to establish also that defendant’s act was imminently dangerous and presented a very high risk of death to others and that it was committed under circumstances which evidenced a wanton indifference to human life or a depravity of mind. . . . . The crime differs from intentional murder in that it results not from a specific, conscious intent to cause death, but from an indifference to or disregard of the risks attending defendant’s conduct.” 60 NY2d at 274.
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What we don’t consider is that all indifference to human life is depraved. Drug company executives who rush a drug to market for the money – holding back information on the possibility of fatal complications exhibit depraved indifference when their concern is, not the value of the lives that could be lost, but the financial cost of the law suits that could ensue, versus having to continue research that would delay the release and the profits or worse, prevent it at all. When the executives of chemical companies and power plants choose saving the expense of safely eliminating toxic waste over saving the lives that illegally dumping will cost, is depraved indifference. HMO’s who withhold life saving treatment in order to maintain a healthy profit show depraved indifference. So long as enough palms are greased, enough people profit, we have become comfortable legalizing mass murder, sometimes called, “Collateral damage”, other times called, “Acceptable Losses”. We ignore the Divine mirrors. There is an Hasidic story that I will paraphrase.  A man has a small shop in his village, and he is very generous and giving to the poor and the needy.  He never turns anyone away because of lack of money.  He is, although not wealthy, the most admired man in the village.  One day he comes into a great deal of money and he changes, so afraid of losing his wealth he has the poor and the needy turned away.  No one invites him to their homes anymore and he becomes an outcast in the village where he was once loved.  He went to the Rabbi and asked for an answer to why he is being so badly treated.  The Rabbi takes him to the wondow and tells him to look into that glass and tell him what he sees. “The man answers that he sees many hungry, needy people looking for help.”  Then the Rabbi takes him to the mirror and again askes him what does he see, and he replies, “I see myself”.  “And what is the difference between the two sheets of glass?”, asked the Rabbi, and the man answered, “there is silver behind the mirror”.  The Rabbi said, “You see, when you see through your soul you see other people and their needs and cares, but when you see through silver, you only see yourself” Anyone who tells you that things will get better is dreaming, dillusional or lying. Things will not get better, we must get better. Have you considered how well the Amish have survived without our necessities? For all who believe in Satan, here is the newsflash, Satan has been called home by his Father and guess what? He’s taking all of his toys with him. You see, in the Old Testament, Satan basically told God that this creation of His, man, was not worth the love that God bestowed on them because, they could be turned away from God, Satan believed that they could never love God as the angels do, and so they just are not deserving of God. So, God basically told Satan to do anything that he wanted to tempt or turn mankind from God – except kill him. And so Satan has tempted us with money and power, divided us with religion, preoccupied us with prejudice, hatred, envy, jealousy, and fear. And here is how the story really ends – not in fire and brimstone, but in Divine love and forgiveness. Because Satan tempted the prodigal son (mankind) to take his inheritance, leave home and party. And now that Satan is taking all of his toys back, we will have nothing left, and, like the prodigal son, we will have to slave and work for nothing – until we realize that Love is the only thing that never goes away, never runs out and grows like the mustard seed when planted. Then, again like the prodigal son, we will love the God in ourselves and our brothers, we will share with each other, we will feed each other at one table, as one family in Divine Love. THE END

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Originally posted 2016-03-18 05:19:32. Republished by Blog Post Promoter