An explanation of Universal Laws.
What a book that would be.
To learn and teach, or share
How Universal Laws operate
In our everyday life,
And how, if respected and
Followed, would
Change our world,
One person at a time.
To respect the world
We live in, the world
That we are a part of.
To understand that
To violate Universal Laws
Is to violate ourselves, and
To honour them is
To honour ourselves.
Yes, but,
What are they?.
Spirit tells me that
When we are doing what we love and
Love what we are doing, then
There is a two-way flow
Of energy, loving energy, because
Satisfaction flows back.
The financial bottom line is,
For so many, the only
Definition of success.
Spirit tells me that
Everyone experiences suffering
Of one kind or another, and
We all struggle with situations
That are, or seem to be,
Totally beyond our control, but,
How we respond to difficult people,
Or situations, makes a difference
In how they affect us,
Long term.
Spirit has always promised, no, pledged that
We would write His book.
Sure, twenty-five years later and,
Where is the book.
Meanwhile, I have filled
Piles of journals with notes,
Words of wisdom, and
I have served as a channel,
Sometimes, but
Never in a way that
Satisfied my soul.
It all seemed too frivolous,
Unimportant, and yet,
To those involved,
On either side, it was
Obviously satisfying. But,
Nobody seemed to ask Spirit
How to live a good life.
Instead, they wanted to be happy,
Here, and rich, if possible.
Perhaps I do, too.
Spirit tells me that a person, any person
can be described according to
physical features, but, that
personality cannot be
so described.
Personality is a dynamic interaction of
intellect and emotion, fluctuating in
variable quantities and strengths of
particular qualities in, or during,
different situations, and
personality is a blend of
more or less consistent
thought, emotional, and
behavioral patterns.
But, Spirit tells me,
an individual’s behaviour can
reflect thoughts and emotions, or
it can be used as a mask,
to protect or hide them,
not necessarily for the purpose of
deceit, but to separate
shared and private worlds.
We choose what we care to share.
Spirit describes to to me how the mentor system works:
Teacher and student are
Attracted to each other
For different reasons.
The field of energy
Between them is
real and dynamic
A pressure gradient of
Information and understanding
Flows both ways.
Respect and gratitude
From the Student
Determine, at least
To some extent
How beneficial
The relationship is, and
Are necessary components of
That relationship, that
Energy field.
Also, an inner compulsion
Or destiny
Is at Work, and
A goal beyond what
Either teacher or student
Is aware of.
Spirit seems determined to force, or almost force me to face my understanding of the concept of abuse.
And, before you suggest (He was reading my thoughts, again) that my focus on abuse is itself abusive, consider the idea that you may call abuse in much the same way that a certain story book character called “Wolf”.
There is no similarity whatsoever.
You sound annoyed.
Yes.
As if I was being abusive in suggesting the similarity?
Yes.
I was being abusive?
Yes.
Yes. Perhaps I’ve proven my point.
How?
There was no similarity between your almost eager claim or complaint of abuse and the story. But, hopefully, you can now see how eager you were to claim a self-righteous position by threatening me with the label of abuser.
I was reacting from habit.
Yes. Why?
Perhaps I lacked the skill to..
No. You took an easy way out.
How?
It saved you from facing the situation and accepting that calling “abuse” protects your so-called ego, that has no need of your efforts.
Then, are you telling me that abuse does not exist?
Yes, I am not telling you that. But, it cannot exist unless you acknowledge it’s existence.
What I consider verbal abuse may be no more than someone’s personal style?
Yes, sometimes. And, it expresses where that person is in his or her emotional or intellectual development.
And, when I take it personally, then it expresses where I am in mine?
Yes.
How, I ask Spirit, can we, okay, I, possibly cope with abuse
If there seems to be no escaping from it?
To seek to escape if cowardly, He tells me.
But, Isn’t it possible, I suggest,
That some, okay, that I might sometimes
Take offence to something that someone
Might say or do, and feel
abused by them?
Sensitivity to criticism can only develop,
Spirit explains, from past experience
Of abuse, and we all have
Past experiences of abuse.
That may well be
The original sin.
Spirit asks me to let him walk with me
and talk with me and teach me how
I can assist Him and other Spirit Teachers
To bring out the best in everyone
We together connect with, one to one.
It isn’t, He tells me, just for me.
But, oh, do I get so much, in that,
How can He or His co-workers in Spirit
Teach anyone, anything, through me,
Without also teaching me,
In the process.
A win-win situation.
I wanted to write about Life as a Mystic, Life as a Channel, Life as a Student, a life-long student to a Spirit Teacher who shares with me so very much wisdom and yet, My spirit teacher seems to have unresolved psychological issues of his own.
Some of Spirit’s methods of teaching leave much to be desired, such as when He seems to se me up to experience stressful situations, followed by an almost gentle explanation of how I handled, the stress, or rather, didn’t handle it very well at all, using a habitual response that has proven unproductive.
The problem, or rather, my problem (not His) is due to reacting instead of responding to challenging situations.
Response, he calmly lectures me, requires contemplation of choices before acting on the situation or challenge.
So, where is He before I mess up with my inadequate response?
When He can surely see what is likely to happen, why not nudge me with a little insight, before, instead of after the fact. That’s why we have detour signs, to prevent unpleasant situations.
Perhaps they don’t teach prevention in Spirit.
I sat in contemplation, among my much-loved potted vines, shrubs, perennials and colourful annuals that surrounded me, or reached down to attract my attention and appreciation of their beauty. And they were beautiful, each in their own way. Did they know that they provided me with much more than pleasure, or at least pleasure and more? Their profuse foliage screened me from the world, or so it seemed.
The day began, or at least that portion of it when I took coffee, water, books, pen and notebook out to meditate – not every meditator focuses on her navel, or emptiness.
It was a misty, moist morning and yet, even as I recorded this fact, the reality changed. A flat, transparent, almost soft grey blanket of cloud, giving a faint hint of blue sky beyond, gradually transformed itself into a soft, lace stretching across a baby-blue sky. The cloud lace stretched ever more thinner and became tattered, as a beloved old shawl might seem to be by strangers.
I asked Green Maple, close to my patio, and his young friend, Red Maple, what they thought of such a transformation in the sky.
We don’t think at all, they seemed to smugly respond. or, at least we try not to. What purpose would it serve? We accept what is. Why don’t you?
Why don*t I just accept?
Yes.
It’s not possible, at least not for me, not if acceptance is as , case closed. I just can’t seem to be able to do it. I can accept almost anything, if acceptance is a step that requires developing understanding of why, and even then, why, too, must lead somewhere toward progressing beyond even awareness of the why, to a ‘where do I go from here’ question.
Spirit is listening to all of this and suggests that I could learn to live a simple life.
How is that possible, I ask, when Life refuses to be simple?
He drops the pen. Our connection closes. Why?
No response.
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