Do I want to find God, I'm thinking so. Is God in all places, I'm thinking so. Will God provide me with all answers, I'm thinking so. Have I found God, I know so, for beyond thinking there is believing.
God is what gives meaning to my life. The life I live is Universal life expressing as me. It is all that I am. How else could it be, how else could I live. This is my entire mind/body intelligence.
My thought and emotion are the use I make of this original creative thing. I am perfecting my surrender to the presence of God and allowing this perfection to find it's way through me.
There can be no intelligence that wishes me to be sick, suffer, to be in pain or to be unhappy. My nature is idential with God's. Great things are done by people who think great thoughts and then go into the world to make their dreams come true.
I was never punished when I missed the mark. My intention is only about love, ease and harmony, even my so called mistakes tend to align with greater good.
"Playfully you hid from me. All day I looked. Then I discovered I was you, and the celebration of That began". Lalla, 14th century Hindu poet-saint
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
Here I Find God
I continue to ponder the meaning of God in my life. On "Self-Control" by F. A. Walker, I have found God. Through mind mastery supported by yoga practice, I surrender to this simple practice . Those of us who succeed in obtaining mastery of our mind by controlling our emotions, our glib tongue, our strutting pride and our indolence, find ourselves in a new world.
We wonder at the agreeableness of our friends, the loveliness of the tender blossoms, and the thousands of beautiful things all about us which heretofore we have passed without notice.
At last we have succeeded in pulling an old mask from our face and we are able to smile. We have in someway found a grain of faith (God) in ourselves and in our intimates. We are changed and the whole world is changed with us.
We soar on the wings of the dove. We have risen high about the bogs and quagmires. We have come from a state between sleep and waking. Our vision is clear. Our mind is alert, appreciative, considerate and kindly disposed. Our thoughts fly straight to the mark, never divered by ill-humor or a violent rush of hot blood.
In some indescribable manner, a burden is slipped from our galled shoulders, and we are buoyant, happy, unconquerable.
The ruling forces of the Universe have taken hold of us, while other and lower forces are losing ground. Affection, sentiment and compassion have become parts of our disposition. The control of impulse has grown perfect through the supremacy of our higher motives.
To some this may seem an impossible state. To me the impossible is the path of righteousness, right-use-ness of the gift of life.
We wonder at the agreeableness of our friends, the loveliness of the tender blossoms, and the thousands of beautiful things all about us which heretofore we have passed without notice.
At last we have succeeded in pulling an old mask from our face and we are able to smile. We have in someway found a grain of faith (God) in ourselves and in our intimates. We are changed and the whole world is changed with us.
We soar on the wings of the dove. We have risen high about the bogs and quagmires. We have come from a state between sleep and waking. Our vision is clear. Our mind is alert, appreciative, considerate and kindly disposed. Our thoughts fly straight to the mark, never divered by ill-humor or a violent rush of hot blood.
In some indescribable manner, a burden is slipped from our galled shoulders, and we are buoyant, happy, unconquerable.
The ruling forces of the Universe have taken hold of us, while other and lower forces are losing ground. Affection, sentiment and compassion have become parts of our disposition. The control of impulse has grown perfect through the supremacy of our higher motives.
To some this may seem an impossible state. To me the impossible is the path of righteousness, right-use-ness of the gift of life.
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