Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Notes from Self to self

“You must stay very close to the truth now", my inside teacher says to me.
"And you know just what this means;
More energy devoted to hearing the truth about yourself,
More time dedicated to crafting what you've heard as the gift you give the world.
You have become toxic now from the ideas of the world by your own consumption,
And you are psychically sick.
To flush out the fear with which you have chosen to live,
Detox your psyche with a steady stream of truth.
The truth will act as a cosmic and holy sieve.
And all you are to focus on in this restoring time,
Is “Hear the words I speak, and give them to the world”.
But to this end, you will need periods away from the learning of the world;
time out of time; where you are neither parent nor child, mate nor worker;
Time where you are nothing but the Christ asleep, yet wanting to waken.
This devotion to remembering, however brief it may be,
will bring glimpses of a state you have so longed to see,
The state where you listen only to the words love gives you,
and you are giving them away in the way Love shows you.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

"I Am Entrusted With The Gifts of God"

I AM ENTRUSTED WITH THE GIFTS OF GOD
11/11/09
Hi mighty companions of The Love,
This is an entry I wrestled with resistance to produce. I only kept at it because I sensed it was an important part of my curriculum at this time. Only after finishing it do I understand why all the resistance. It took me 3 weeks to complete one entry. It seems to represent something I have hidden from myself and kept as a mystery to me.
The mystery of why, despite my loving purpose, I still struggle the way I do. The mystery of why, with all my desire to heal and be healed, I still suffer like I do. For weeks now I have been sensing my Teacher urging me to look once again upon this "sorry figure" the Course describes. This figure that has it all but doesn't see it, and sabotages the glimpses they do have.



In the ACIM workbook lesson " I am entrusted with the gifts of God",
our teacher tells us of the gifts of God that are ours w/o exception and without condition.
Then the reasons why, despite gifts like these, we still suffer like we do.
The gifts of God are described here like this;
"He gives you everything.
Then He gives to you w/o exception, and holds nothing back that could contribute to
your happiness in any way".
Then, of course, we are introduced to the aspect of ourselves that will not see these
gifts,
despite their persistent obviousness.
This aspect would rather suffer the tragedies of time and deprivation than to see these
gifts there beside him.
Much less the Giver of these gifts, also staying very close by.
Why in the world would I rather suffer than receive a life of ease and grace?
The lesson explains it thus;
while we still want something other than the Will of God,
we will not see these gifts that go with us all the while we look down.
And while I think I want something besides what God wants for me,
I will believe to accept what God wants for me is to lose everything I hold dear;
even to "be pressed into treachery against myself", the lesson states.
So I consent to suffer only to preserve the world I made.
The Christ in "threadbare clothes";
the image of ourselves that now we hold, says the Course.
Now we are invited to look again at this figure our self cuts walking through time;
the figure who has nothing to show for all their good intentions;
the saintly figure of compassion wearing worn out clothes while theys works tirelessly for
others?
the figure wanting only to be of service consenting to suffer the terrors of time and
money?
And all this begs a question, how could a Christ not know who they are?
And think they needed go without for any reason?
The Christ is deceived in himself,
thinking she is something and someone else.
And wanting to remain who they thinks they have become.
But in a holy instant of sweet clarity,
this figure stops a moment, compelled by a quiet voice,
saying "you might be more, Listen",
Which starts a cascade of remembering,
upon which floats the beginnings of a new world.




In Gratitude to you,
Anna