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Spirit Claims to be Aware of My Suspicions

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Spirit tells me that He is aware of my suspicions about Him.

At times I do suspect that He is more aware  than I am of my own awareness.

But, I am learning to live with that possibility, more or less.

What are my suspicions? Or, are they doubts?

No, I have no doubt, well, perhaps a little, as to the degree of control He seems to have over me.

But, is He a Spirit Guide, as He claims to be? Or, is He a Muse, sent (by whom?), or choosing on His own to come to inspire. But, to come from where?

The Pantheist in me tells me not to accept any “where” that might suggest a world other than the one I now live in, and there is no other world, or is there?

Spirit tells me that we live in a multidimensional world, wherein, both seen and unseen intelligent, to greater or lesser degrees, beings not only live but interact with us, whether we are aware of this reality or not.

I can imagine that possibility, now that I have learned to accept Spirit’s presence and influence in my personal life We seem to share and co-create our relationship with each other.

Spirit tells me that all creativity expressed on the material or physical level of existence, or Life. is simply the manifestation of an inner relationship with so-called other worlds, of other ways of being.

A Not-So-Inner Dialogue

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Spirit tells me that we seem to experience a not-so-inner dialogue and relationship with each other.

I sometimes wonder if Spirit is a Spirit at all. Perhaps He is a personal Muse.

What difference would it make?  Spirit asks me.

I suggest that there is a very clear difference between the two guiding energies. A Muse inspires creativity, whereas a Spirit Guide is a teacher of Perennial Wisdom.

I accuse Spirit of suppressing my creativity, such as it might be, by seeming to keep it at a pre-school level, unless, of course, I am using him to excuse my own lock of personal creativity.

Even my small garden would benefit from some inspiration, if Spirit would offer it. Perhaps He’s just not into gardening.

I Complain to Spirit, Again

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This time, my complaint to Spirit is about someone in my life, whom I do not understand. Her attitude and her behaviour do not make sense to me.

Spirit tells me that she is what she is because that is the way she is.

The only question that makes sense, He tells me, is why is she or why does she seems to be the way she seems to be?

The answer is, Spirit explains, is that her original nature has been modified by lived experience, followed by at least some degree of reflection on that lived experience. This has provided her with a certain degree of understanding as to the causes and consequences of her lived experiences.

Perhaps, He concludes, she is satisfied, more or less, with the way she seems to some to be.

The past that we think we remember

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Spirit tells me that the past that we think we remember, was not a memory then.

When we were there, it was a now, with memories of its own.

We may have lived the past that we remember, He tells me, but not exactly as we remember.

We now can look back and choose to see our then situation from the view of an observer, or stay locked into the more limited view that we necessarily had, then.

Called up on the Carpet, Again

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“Chela”, Spirit seems to sigh with hopeless resignation at my distress. Where is the compassion and understanding? Surely I have suffered enough.

“Chela”, my mind must have wandered. Blame it on stress.

“You have always, it seems, excused, or tried to excuse, obnoxious and, or abusive behaviour on the pretention, and I repeat, pretention, that it was due to a lack of development of more socially acceptable forms of behaviour, and not to a deliberate intent to offend or harm you. And then, though the incident stresses you to tears, you blame yourself for being too sensitive. When will you dare to accept that what seems abusive, is abuse”.

“It is a Law of Nature”, Spirit reminds me, for haven’t I heard this lecture a thousand times or more, “that every action we consciously, or through habit, choose to undertake, requires intent. And, when you, through need of whatever, choose to excuse abusive behaviour, not only are you being less than honest with yourself, you are sharing in that behaviour, as a co-abuser. This is called self-abusive behaviour”.

How does that fit?” He then asks, almost smugly,  Is He throwing me a challenge? Perhaps, but if so, I’m in no emotional condition to defend myself, at least, not yet.

 

A Spirit Guru Lectures a Student

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Spirit tells me that Humanity is slowly moving its base camp up from the roots of The Tree of Life. Our consciousness is rising upward as we learn to blend thought and emotion with awareness of the never-ending sequences of Cause and Effect (a Universal Law of Life), and the realization that each effect becomes yet another cause, which will necessarily contribute to the creation of yet another effect.

Be aware, He cautions, of those who praise living in the moment. It goes somewhere.

I may be blogging to myself

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Today, Oct. 25, 2013, I may be blogging to myself, as I ask myself what happened to yesterday’s post, or was there a post yesterday. Perhaps it was the day before yesterday that I began, for whatever reason, to blog to the Universe.
Do you expect a response, you might cynically ask me.
Of course I do. What would be the purpose of blogging if not to entice feedback?
Practice, you suggest?
Yes, that too. And, before you advise that I could certainly benefit, unless you think it might be a useless attempt, I believe, or at least I hope tht I will become increasingly adept at playing this new game. Just watch me, if you can without falling asleep, or falling off the chair, laughing at my feeble attempts to impress the Universe
For now,
Jean