Why do we do what we do when we do it?

Spirit asks me if I know why I behave the way I do.

When?

At any given time.

That depends.

On what?

On the situation.

Have you designed a specific beahavioral response for any given situation?

I don<t think so.

Then, what?

I respond as seems appropriate, at least for me.

Then different people might respond differently to the same situation?

I guess so.

Why?

Perhaps they have learned different coping strategies.

How?

I suspect you know more about this than I do.

Yes. We each began to develop general coping strategies in early childhood,
in response to personal experience. We learned, through practice and
experiment, what behaviours seemed to serve us well in different
situations. These we added to our tool kit of coping skills. With
use they developed into habits that may no longer serve us as well as
they once did.

Then we need to become more flexible in our response.

Yes, and more aware of what triggers our particular responses.

That would require paying attention to our behaviour.

Yes, with intent to adapt to changing circumstance.

Such as?

Our progress along the path of enlightenment.

A long-term project

Spirit asks me to make a promise to be.

To be what?

The best that we can be.

The best what^

What are we?

I don’t know.

We are seekers of ever-greater light.

I think I am, now. But what to do with the light I find when I know there must be even more?

Share what you have found while still reaching for more.

This could become a long-term project.

It is. It lasts forever, but, so do we, in one form or another, or in no particular form at all, if in any.

Oneness is a core principle of Life

Spirit tells me that a new story must be told about our inner reality, an inner world of Spirit wherein all Life is eager to assist and share in the creation of our future, and to teach us how to care for each other, everyone, and everything we care for.

We are each citizens of this world, He tells me. We each blend our unique energies together into one. We are serving each other, in one way or another

Oneness is a core principle of Life.

Your story is my story

Spirit tells me that our personal stories must necessarily be incomplete and less than real.

“How can my life story be less than real?”

“Who experienced it?”

“I did.”

“And who recorded it?”

“I did.”

“How?”

“Through memories. How else?”

“Someone might have told you your story when you were too young to be aware of how true it was.”

“If so, that was then.”

“Your story can never be then. Life stories are never then and now, unless there are two or more versions of the same story, and there always are.”

“Then how can we know our own story?”

“It isn’t possible. We’re living interconnected life stories.”

“Then your story and mine may be the same story?”

“Yes, from different perspectives.”

More is Less and Less is More

Spirit tells me that He understands my fear
that I might lose my own identity and become
consumed into His truth instead of being free
to discover my own.

It would be foolish not to be afraid, He assures me,
but not to risk that possible outcome, if it was
possible, would not be wise for someone like me.

He seems to know that His higher awareness has or is                                                                                            an irresistible temptation to me. I seem to very much                                                                                           want and need to learn from Him all that He can teach                                                                                          me about life and how it might be lived in service to                                                                                       Life itself without serving myself less.

He tells me that, at least in this case, and possibly
in all cases, more is less and less is more, depending
upon our focus.

To even attempt to explain …

Spirit asks me to try to see Life through the eyes of a mystic.

How does a mystic see Life?

As a mystery to be deeply respected, cherished, and served.

How to serve Life? What is Life?

All that is.

Then, how is it possible to serve all that is?

By serving yourself in such a way that expresses, if only to yourself, your awareness of oneness to everyone and everything else.

How to explain that to anyone?

To even attempt to explain it is to deny the reality.

Those who understand …

Yes.

Life is like that

Spirit tells me that we each are as rays of the sun, but not separate from the sun in any real way other than the direction we may choose to face. The sun, He tells me, has power to pull its rays home.

Life, too, is like that. We each live an individual existence only in our own mind and, perhaps, in the minds of some others. But, no number of individual illusions alters the reality of the illusion.

All ways are one way

Spirit tells me that I need to learn to live in community in a mutually satisfactory way, with all others who are also living, or trying to live within the same conditions.

How is that possible where I am?

Where are you?

Below ground level, it seems, in the mud of a bog, entangled within roots of weeds, as well as those of more respected but stronger plants, who are also striving to live their life, their way.

All ways are one way.

Which is?

Reaching for the light.

There is only one story

Spirit tells me that memories are remembered stories that we personally experienced, on one way or another. We may not have physically experienced them but, somehow, they each have left a deep and lasting effect upon us.

We may have read some of them, listened to, watched, or dreamed some others. Some have made such deep sense to us or we have felt such a personal connection to them that we have recorded them in our memory, or, more factually, they have recorded themselves.

No one story stands alone. Each are a part of and embedded within even larger or different stories. If so, they are remembered as part of more stories than one. This is as an important, or less important document being copied and then stored in different file folders in a traditional filing cabinet, or on a computer

Then how can we know which stories are really our own?

Easy.

How?
They all are part of one and the same story, of life being lived.

Visualize Limits as Horizons

Spirit asks me to visualize my limits as horizons, not as boundaries, as I seem to do. As we move closer to the horizon, it adopts our pace and moves forward, too, as if in a game to maintain the distance of separation from us.

You may reach boundaries, He tells me, but horizons? Never.

The horizons of your understanding are waiting to lure you far beyond your so-called, and perhaps, self-imposed  limitations.