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Live alone and love it ?
Eric <[email protected]
I, who am still a newbie, "of Beginners Mind" that's to say, wide open,
think, IMHO, that Abes message, what I've seen of it thru the folks here, gets down to this amazing simplicity.... "Be who you are!!.....and stop mucking about creating what you don't really want!" How to do that is why I follow this list. Because who I am is a Metaphysical Wordsmith,and love sharing my viewpoint of the simplicity of Spirit, to uplift myself and those who may read, that is why I write to this list I appreciate that Abes message is direct and the simplicity of What-Is. I appreciate the appreciation and acknowledgement I recieve from others here, as such has been largly missing in my life. When I was counselling, we sometimes used this phrase, when all else didn't seem to work. "Be who you are!" Would you believe many times we heard, "That's the last thing I would ever want to be!" How twisted can one get? Abe's message, for me, personally is, "Here's something that can be done about it; something that will work!" " Thanks!" "ME, JANE": And thanks to you too for more understanding of the focus wheel and how I can apply it. I see another way would be to write what 'living alone' means as you have. and... JULS LAUGHING PAWS, A condition of my rental is that I must not have a dog as there are many cats in this retirement village. Must tell this one. I had a Scottie dog. I swear she had a sense of humour, just like mine. Maybe she caught it off me. She would sit on my lap while I was driving. One day I turned too sharp and she fell off my lap and thru the loose car door! Before she hit the road, I caught her back paw and, as I learnt in Aikido, used her motion to circle her up and back into my lap. Reckon abt 1 second total time out! I will never forget her look of surprise and delight. But I ramble! Nor can I walk abt naked. Auckland is having heavy frosts although we do get sunny days. I gave up X movies and 'adult' videos, ages ago as they only fan the fires of my resistance to living alone! Correct, it does make one appreciate other people. I am even glad when my son comes to borrow money, or my daughter to see if I am keeping the place tidy. 12 roommates? Hmmmm A community started near here and at first built long houses, where one had some 20 room-mates. I told my friend that was my idea of Heaven and he replied that it was his idea of Hell! Different strokes for different folks. Many times, I have thought, I should have been born as a member of a tribe. (but I've been there and done that!) I retired into a complex with abt 40 neighbours who I thought would visit and play but they are old generation New Zealanders and it wouldn't be proper to speak to a new neighbour in his first year! Maybe not NYC but definitely LA, or London or somewhere in India with its teeming millions. Yes, it is also abt relationships. I run workshops on Unconditional Love and I would like to do a course on loving relationships but until I can manifest one, that wouldn't be very honest! BTW I have attach. and a long article on Unconditional Love, anyone just ask! Juls, I will dwell on you final sentences but I never get bored and I am almost free of other emotional stuff, thanks to Avatar and lately learning to pivot. Living alone means lots of time to investigate stuff like the Abe list, write EMs, do absent Spiritual Healing, meditate, walk the Path, I could never fall off and even learn Astral Projection, in preparation for the transition to come, where I, most definitly, won't be living alone. Such helpful loving listers! Eric/Huggie |
Re: who are you?
In a message dated 99-07-10 14:31:08 EDT, connee@... writes:
<< Who are you saying you are? >> Dear Ones, I have been "away" for 3 months, but I have carried each of you in my heart. I ventured into the unknown, discovering the joy of living in the mystery. . . I am a healer, a visionary, a mystic, a dreamer. I live passionately within my own heart and reside in my own truth. I am an adventurer on a journey with no end. I am a seeker and discover much. I am an explorer open to the possibilities. I am an innocent child who trusts. I am a wise soul who knows. I am a woman of means - which means I am independent and whole within my own self. I am an open heart of love expressing joy in all ways. I am a lover of touch - spiritual, physical, emotional, and sexual. I am an unconditional lover and expand this pathway each moment of my being. I am a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend. I am a woman and enjoy being this mystery greatly. I am the joy of loving intensely, faithfully, passionately because doing so is my truth. I smile and say "All Is Well" as I honor the truth of who I am. Thank you, dear ones, for being seeds in my life and joys in my heart. lovelight, Alyce |
Re: Digest Number 8
In a message dated 7/11/1999 2:34:35 AM Pacific Daylight Time,
Abraham-Hicks@... writes: << Ah, NetPaul, you picked up on my homespun, eclectic spirituality. :-) You're right, I'm not strictly Abe. I take what resonates with me from Abe and from other traditions, too, but there isn't one tradition I completely embrace, it's much more personalized than that. If I had to put an Abe spin on this, I'd just say that "All is well" really rings true, including the sticky, mucky stuff. :-) Going through the sticky, mucky stuff has gotten me here, and I don't regret a minute of it. When you can relax even during tough times within the certain knowledge that it's all right and there for a reason, it makes it so much easier. :-) Kimmer >> NetPaul and Kimmer - What gets me through the sticky mucky stuff (as someone who has lived along - more or less- for 10 years) is to love myself unconditionally and to know that whatever I do at any moment is ok. It's been a long journey getting to the point (well - not saying I'm fully there either :-)) where I can accept myself exactly as I am and love me, and the Abe teachings (and others) have helped tremendously, but it's getting easier and easier. All is indeed well. Love and peace, Patrice<3 |
Re: Who am I?
Juls
I got a REALLY neat insight today as I was going about my morning rounds and
thinking about Connee's question of WHo am I and Who do I want to be and How do I want to present myself to the universe and everyone else? I was thinking that I should call Al to see if he wants to go to the meeting with me tomorrow and then I thought about Dr. Jackson and wondered when we could meet and talk Vet stuff and then I passed the Emergency Vet Hospital that dropped my first dog Pasha off the table and his whole paralysis thing which is relavent to this question because his accident and his entry into my life caused me to trash my photojournalism career and get into dogs and for a LONG time I started off my client meetings telling them about him and our trials and tribulations and that I had worked with aggressive dogs, sort of as a backwards way to reassure them that I would take Great care of their dogs since I had fucked up with mine. And then it HIT ME, Pasha died when he was 2 1/2 years old, the DAY after all of this Abe stuff clicked in for me, I was in the car, listening to a tape and it all became clear to me, everything that they were saying just made sense for the first time. I was SO excited I rushed home and he was on his leash in the front yard and I threw my arms around him and told him, that I GOT IT, I REALLY Understood it now and He was Free to heal himself now. I felt On Top of the World and Totally invincible and I thought he was staying paralyzed to help me learn this stuff so it all made sense in a psychotic sort of way. Well, the next morning he died in my arms out of no where. SO, this morning as I was driving and my mind was wandering it Hit Me, part of my resistence to the Farm is that I'm afraid when it gets going Cordy will die on me as well. He's 2 and 4 months and as neurotic as it sounds once it occurred to me, it actually made sense. SO, when I got home I took him for a 2 hour romp to prove to myself that he's Healthy and Vibrant and Full of Life and Loving Life. But I've still got a ways to go to really let go of this. I guess my fear is that I will relax and trust that everything's ok and then something awful will happen, Cordy or my Mom or Gram will die, or my Dad, something will happen to ruin the perfect moment or to make me regret going for my dreams. I have evidence of that happening in my life in the past and it really Sucks when it happens. So, now that I know what's in my vibe, what can I do to transform it? Any hints? LOVE YA- Juls |
Re: What is Abraham's message?
John McCurdy
What is Abraham's core message, to you?All, all, ALL is well! EVERYTHING really is perfect and wonderful, and even what I judge to be the worst of life is worth celebrating. And the more I am able to see and feel that, the more of my dreams come true and the more beautiful and joyful life becomes! John |
Re: Kimmer's dharma
Connee Chandler
Hi, Kim and Paul,
What powerful stuff! Thanks for sharing about your experience with living alone and having all the murky stuff come up, Kimmer! I agree with you, Paul, about awareness being a transformative goal. My most powerful transformation came out of a time when I was living alone, right after my husband, Cliff, made his transition. I was 43. I had lost it after he died, and gotten badly injured, and so I was in a wheelchair for about three months. Couldn't drive at all, couldn't walk without incredible pain. So I sat on my sofa. Mostly alone. With myself. I got to hear the self pity of my thoughts REALLY loudly. (Thanks for bringing this out in your bereavement article, Eric!) What other people were calling grieving and congratulating me for doing my work in, I could now hear was mostly just whining. "I used to be loved, but now I'm not." "Oh, woe is me, what will become of me?" "Why me?" The funny part was that I had had at least two major opportunities prior to that to listen to and shift my thinking that I had ignored. And so the circumstances, as Abe says, had gotten bigger. First, I sprained my ankle badly and needed crutches for awhile. Then I broke my foot in three places and was on crutches for a couple of months. But did I let it slow me down to reflect on things that maybe were out of alignment in my life and find ways to bring greater harmony? No, in fact, the day after I broke my foot, against doctor's orders, I went into work and taught an Internet class with my foot propped up above my heart with ice packs. After all, there were people flying in from Seattle and Houston, and their trip would be for naught if I didn't teach my class! During that time, I crawled (literally) onto commuter airplanes with no gates, because the stairs were too narrow for my crutches. I cried the day I got to Lincoln, NE, and discovered there were 27 steps up from the street to my room in the B&B. (All the hotels with handicapped access were booked full because of a roller skating convention!) Then when I finally got up there, there was neither a phone or a TV, and I was going to be there, teaching classes every day for a week. I couldn't even call my huband to whine! <grin> But did I sit and think about my life a bit? No, I read, again literally, 14 murder mysteries that week to keep my mind off my troubles! So, later on, with the help of severe frostbite, I had the opportunity to sit with myself for three months. The pain killers kept me from watching TV or reading, because I couldn't concentrate on the stories, so there were no distractions. I had no pets at that time. It was awesome, what came of it. I really started to noticed my thoughts, and began to make other choices that were more appealing. I was exposed to two women who had lost mates (through divorce) who were reliving the loss daily, 11 and 17 years after the event. It was not attractive! They were my most powerful teachers. Self pity is ugly and self destructive. No one wanted to be with either of these women. I began to play "what do I like about this" even though I had not been exposed to Abe yet. The result? I learned to appreciate. That was the period when, on the worst day, the only thing I could find to appreciate was the way purple and turquoise complimented each other on my bedspread. But it was enough to raise my vibration just a little, and move me to a new place where Law of attraction could bring more things to appreciate into my life. Ultimately, through that experience, I learned to set my tone at a high enough level that the thoughts in my head were more loving, grateful, joyful and comforting! In, fact, they were so wonderful that I began to see being alone as a great gift. And so now, even though I have the loving companionship of David and Dusty ^..^ and Rosie ^..^ all the time, I seek out time by myself, to bask in the beauty of my visions and thoughts. Living alone and being trapped in the house for awhile was a great gift to me. It changed my life. Love and cyberhugs, Connee |
Re: Blue Sun
Paul Roberts
From: AM1961@...touched. address? Dear Alyce (and others) Thanks for the appreciation (grin). Yes I wrote it, yesterday am after seeing green's magnificent photo of the blue sun, and letting it blend with thoughts expressed by one or two jdc friends on the existential angst of loneliness...one of our profoundest dragons which we are called to slay as we walk the pathless path of the hero(ine) with a thousand faces. Please feel free to share it as you wish. I should probably start adding copyright notices. So here it is, to append to the bottom. (c) Paul Roberts 1999 Huggles round the tub, NetPaul |
Re: Who Am I ?
Janelle Kleppin
Joyous greetings of light, love, and laughter to all this morning.
How quickly this list has become one of the highest points of my day -- thank you all for your posts -- I learn or am reminded of something I know from each one. It's marvelous. The "Who Am I" exercise (lesson 13 on Connee's pages) has proven to be exceedingly difficult for me -- and as a process, has been most enlightening. It's combined in my head with the "What Do I Like About Living Alone" exercise -- I was not previously aware of how much of my identity I derive from my external situations, nor was I cognizant of the dichotomy (EXTREME!!!) between who I appear to be and who I am on the inside. In my case, "those with whom I live and for whom I provide care" have taken over my identity to a large degree -- I realized from attempting these two exercises that this was happening, and also how uncomfortable it is for me. I am reminded of a poem I saved for many years -- it started out something like this: I have a name, I know I must, but if I heard it, I would bust. I'm Robert's wife, and Timmy's mother, and you know Bob? Well, he's my brother. On cupcake day I am the baker, on baseball day, I am the taker. And it went on and on describing how the mom was defined by her roles and her relationships rather than by who she really was. That poem would describe me very well right now if I could remember it. <smile> As I read the examples of what people liked about living alone, I found myself longing for the ability to be alone -- for someone else to come in and take over caring for these people (OK -- I really thought "pains in the butt", but that's not very loving and I don't want to be thought of as non-loving, you see. <grin> How funny - I didn't know THAT was important to me, either. Ah, more self discovery! ) . . . so that I could experience some of those delightful, delicious, delectable experiences. So I have had to do the opposite -- try to find something I like about not living alone to raise my vibration in that area. You see, I evidently have been attracting "not living alone" because over the next 2 weeks, I have 3 more people coming to my house to stay. My daughter is coming home and bringing her cousin who really wants to live here and go to school, and my husband's friend got a job with Bob and is coming today to stay with us for a few weeks until he can get a place of his own. See how well the law of attraction works even when you aren't doing it deliberately??? When I started trying to write out who I am, my history of successes and failures kept coming up. I did this, I had that, I lost this, I earned that, I won this, I hurt when. . . and so forth and so on. Who am I??? Ouch - major learning curve here. Mega-contrast. What do I like about not knowing who I am??? <G> Three things came to mind that I wanted to share. 1) I saved a card for a long, long time (in fact, it might still be tucked away in a treasure box somewhere) that said something like this (I'm paraphrasing from memory): Why am I afraid to tell you who I am? And on the inside it said: Because I am afraid that you will think I am not enough. 2) I have a friend (Karen) who, in caring for her disabled husband and his grandmother over many years (17 or 18 I think), went from being relatively slender and able to get out and do things with a smile on her face to weighing over 300 lbs, and unable to do much of anything other than worry and cry. And I realized that something I have said repeatedly over the past 4 years as I've had to care for my husband when he was injured, my mother-in-law over 4 hospitalizations, and my disabled son for the past 3 years has illustrated the power of attraction. When I have felt dissatisfied with my looks, my weight, my health, my finances or my duties -- I have summed it up with one phrase that to me said it all: "oh, my god, I'm turning into Karen and I hate it!" Again, the Universe has responded to my vibration by sending me more ways to be like Karen. 3) It's easy to get caught up in becoming a "Human Doing" instead of a Human Being. I don't know how long it is going to take me to be able to put together some coherent words to tell you who I am. I can safely say this: I am an awakening entity -- a spiritual being having an in-body experience. I am approaching spiritual sentience, I suspect. As I look back upon my life experiences, I realize I am a MAGNIFICENT unconscious creator -- I am awed as I see with clarity how my words, thoughts, and subsequent actions delivered exactly what I was vibrating in unison with. However, just as a child will toy with his or her excrement out of ignorance, I realize I have on a spiritual level done just that -- but now I recognize that some of my creations have been excrement, and I am thankful for the loving guidance of my teachers and benefactors who gently, kindly, and with great compassion have taught me not to play with my poop. <VBG> I'll let y'all know who I am when I figure it out. . . or make it up. <G> Much Love and laughter, Janelle |
Re: Impossiblity of Cause in the past.
MMHaffner
Ted Black wrote:
your welcome! i find myself pushing with "everyday" problems, then i get these insights and i Have to post them, i can't help it, haha.... but of course this is the reason for our little problems, aging included. martin. |
Who Am I, Indeed.
Paul Roberts
What Would Happen to ME
============================= What would happen to ME If I simply let go of it all If, simply as simply could be, Stopped banging my head on the wall, And let it all drop fancy free A fat rolling head on the floor. What would happen to me? And what would all those people roar? Mammas and papas, uncles and aunties, Grammas and grandpas and teachers and preachers, All the right honorable authorities Insisting they're right, and not me How much disapproval would I feel, How much disapproval could I take. Feeling them collectively all shake Their sage grey heads all muttering Beneath their hairy breath Thinking I am bad for even thinking of such death. And even if I pushed them all away, And then became a rebel with a cause, Or maybe none Would I ever pause, And ask myself against whom I rebel? And what about rebellion makes me strong? And where it is that I must not belong? Does being on the outside make me right? Does being on the inside make me wrong? Or is it just the other way around? What is in the fabric of it all That makes me think I need a precious piece Of hallowed ground, a place where I can drive A stake into the ground, Of this hard beating heart that I have bound Up with the head of something I must make Identity. What would happen to me? What would happen if I gave a yell, Long and loud enough to pull quite down The fabric of my own reality, My very nearly perfect half a hell, Or half a heaven as the case may be? What if I would pull THAT curtain down? Who'd be left to run the big machine, Billow smoke and holler "I am OZ, OZ the Great and Terrible, Heed Thou ME!" And do be sure to write the whole thing down!" What would happen if there WAS no me Sitting in the middle of it all All the hoot and holler, all the smoke, Sitting in the middle of the joke? What would happen to me? What would happen if I finally climbed The very highest mountain I could find, And viewed the widest vista I could see, And walked up to the very final ledge, And contemplated life upon the edge Of this particularity, This reality This peculiar hedge And jumped because I heard a single voice Sing soft and low of wild divinity And looking at a gathering of crows Decided I could fly, insanely free, Into the boundless ocean blue of mind. What would happen to me? Would I forget the way back home? The way to kiss the kids goodnight? Forget the difference between red and green Coming to a traffic light? What would happen to me? And what would happen, What would happen, What would happen if I then forgot That everything is hard and I am slow So slow to learn and quicker to forget? Would I forget the places I must go Would I forgot the people I must see. Forget that IT is high and I am low? What would I regret? And what would happen to me? And what would such forgetting Get me in the end? Could I, would I, make myself pretend Pretend I know, pretend I do not know The answer to the question "Who are you?" Pretend it's not a mirror, nor a show Shimmering above, beneath and through The endless rolling waves of bluest sea? What would happen to me? And what would happen then to me at last If I read a book and let it speak Its peace to me, then simply put it down. And let its starseed simmer in my brain Not watched, nor thought about, again Until the hidden seed took root and glared In rocket rainbow arcs across that blue and heaving ocean glass Spurting leaves and branches as it grew Itself all through the infinite blue pane. To exactly whom At that point could I possibly complain My heart out to? And to which channel would I then attune, And who else's message would I seek, Whose answers would I gather and whose prayers would I croon, If all those rainbow arcs began to speak All at once, of everything they knew Or anything at all they wanted to? Would I turn that pane into a wall? Or would I let it fall and shatter, finally Into unending multi-colored shards Of nothing much at all? So what WOULD happen to me If I closed my eyes and jumped Off that final ledge, That final hump That rudely juts into infinity, That hump I call my very own Identity? Would I fall and smash into the ground, Scream into air that silently slides round This face about to shatter on a rock, This flesh about to tear upon a tree? What would happen to ME? (c) Paul Roberts 1999 |
Another accidental creation
Janelle Kleppin
Hubby and I were word-playing the other day around the idea of our concession wagon and the various forms it could take. We were discussing the BJ's Diner concept, and he reminded me that when we tested the idea a couple of years back, people kept asking what a "dinner" was, evidently not knowing what a "diner" was -- so jokingly I told him we ought to just put up one big sign that says "EAT" so nobody would get confused. We laughed about that, and promptly forgot it.
Just a few minutes ago hubby comes in and hands me a page out of one of the Sunday sale papers, saying, "I found the dishes for your diner." There on the page are clear glass dishes (clear glass is a favorite of mine) with EAT written in white around the edges. The dessert dishes say, "YUM." LOL I've really got to get CONSCIOUS and DELIBERATE about my creation, yes???? Giggles around the Kibbles, Janelle |
Re: [Abraham-Hicks] What is Abraham's message?
Morgan
Wow David,
You don't toy around do you? Abraham's core message... For me it is... Knowing All is Well because they have given us - in clear and simple terms - the tools and rules (ie Laws of Attraction, Allowing and Delib Creation) of how to set our own tone and connect with the Source of Pure Positive Energy - in all situations - as we go about living as joyous deliberate creators. Also learning that FEELING GOOD is our compass needle in a life geared for Joy, Freedom and Growth. Hmm - I appreciate my understanding and how I have learned to live this message daily and how this list re-inforces my connection whenever I so desire it! Thanks a million Abraham and I welcome continued support from you and the Universe in keeping connected in a vortex of light and love, expanding every moment I breathe and spilling over into a joyous writing, teaching and sharing life! Love and namaste, Caryl my appreciation for you.Universe. You have given to me and to my world - to all here, the JOY that is CoreEnergy. It is PPE expressing as all that I know it to be. |
Re: [Abraham-Hicks] who are you?
Morgan
Hi Connee and Friends,
Delightful reminder to chew on... David and I were just sitting here talking, and I got an AHA!My biggy is to not refer to my husband and his work when I meet people - sure he's brilliant and connected more than me with movers, shakers and movies and television programmes - but what I am interested in and absorbed by and the lives my writing and teaching/workshops uplift and inspire is great and enough to justify who I am! Also, except when I am chewing on releasing a skew projection - as I am focused on currently - I no longer choose to refer to my dysfunctional background with alcoholism as an issue or "teacher"currently operating in my life. I truly truly am now desirous of releasing in the next few weeks/months any last vestiges of that learning which was briefly reflected recently in an incident around my husband. Who am I truly? A powerful Goddess/Woman of depth, class and spiritual light and love. A marvellous lightworker, writer, teacher and joyous deliberate creator who has sped into a new and delicious vibration - which is getting better and better as I allow all good things to flow into my life abundantly. A soul of love for self and others. A mother who is fast becoming a friend demonstrating by my life true Mastery as a wayshower by my successful actions and be-ing who I am to the world, and to my two beautiful creations, my son and daughter now young adults. A woman of passion, inner peace and joy who attracts a variety of matching friends, women and men into her life to share and dance the truth of this vibration. OKAY, LET'S SUM IT UP... IMAGINE I'M AT MARGIE'S AUGUST RETREAT-PARTY... (1999 OR 2000 - I'm really desiring to be there...) Here is how I'm going to introduce myself to you - new and old friends... Hi, I'm Caryl from South Africa. I love Abe teachings and I teach them and the Artist's Way and Creative Journal writing to others. I'm also a writer specialising in health of mind, body and spirit articles - and working on books in the same vein. I'm in the flow of wealth and health and love and I'm just a joyoys fun-loving woman who is happy to meet you! There that sounds great doesn't it? Love and blessings, Caryl |
Lansdowne brunch game
Connee Chandler
Hi, friends,
David and I are taking quite seriously our new goal: to expand our capacity to live in joy! <grin> So today, since we started Evensong and we can go to church on Sunday evening, we decided to laze in on Sunday morning and then go to our favorite four star resort, Landsdowne, which is about 10 miles from our house, for brunch. The Landsdowne brunch was sumptuous! Cold lobster and potato salad, mountains of berries and beautifully cut melons and green salads, at least 10 different kinds of cheeses, hot salmon, carved sirloin and roast lamb, cold crab claws, king crab legs, chilled peel and eat shrimp, made to order pastas and omelets, lasagna, not to mention the desserts! Creme caramel, home made vanilla bean ice cream, almond cheese cake, rum balls, and 10 different kinds of beautiful little pastries. Mimosas, champagne, juice and strawberry banana smoothies, and great coffee all included. And facing this incredible array of tables, each with entirely different choices, all included for one price, we began to muse about Abe's cookie counter analogy. What if we really could believe that life is just an expanded Landsdowne brunch, and The Universe is buying? What would I choose from the health station? Hmmm, vitality, energy, glowing good health, great strength, endurance and flexibility. The feeling of being light, fit, young and gorgeous! What would I choose from from the home station? A string of Evensongs, all incredibly beautiful and different. One on a gorgeous sea shore, and one on a mountain top. One by a river and one in the desert! Each inhabited by beloved friends who can think of no better way to spend their lives than to create Heaven on Earth in this particular corner of Heaven! And in each of these places, there is a suite reserved for us, anytime we care to show up, for as long as we want to stay! And when we do, people celebrate our coming! They are just thrilled that we decided to come visit their precious Evensong for that time. When we get there, there are not only these incredible people who run the place, but other new friends we haven't met yet, gathered to play, laugh and love together. Oh, I love this freedom to live in lots of lovely places with joyous playmates. What would I choose from the travel station? I would choose a cruise of the Greek Islands in a glorious Evensong yacht, run by loving friends who's idea of heaven on earth is to sail the Mediterranean, finding all the most romantic secluded beaches, and knowing how to land and do short trips to archeological sites off the beaten path to places that sing with the melodies of history and love. I can see us lounging on the deck of a multimasted schooner, laughing at the stories of new found friends of the Abe persuasion, joining in group meditations and celebrations of Evensong at sunset on beaches so pristine and beautiful it defies description. I see us eating gorgeous food, simple and robust at some meals, elegant and delicate at others, always perfectly prepared and attractively presented. What would I choose from the self image station? I would choose to see myself as a divine being of light romping through an exuberant physically focused experience! What would I choose from the wealth station, the friend station, the family station? What other stations can there be? Relationship, Creative Projects? We could even think bigger? What would I choose from the world station? What kind of world do I want? A world where more and more people know that they are creators! Where more and more people choose health, abundance, joy and laughter! What do you choose? I'm having such a good time! Love and hugs, Connee |
Re: [JDC] Bodhisattva
Sandy Cecil
Hey Carol!
<grin> I think the problem with the definition is it was most likely not written by a bodhisattva! Just for fun, and as an example, I looked up "love": "Ardent affection. A strong liking. To take pleasure in. To caress:fondle..." Just doesn't touch it. I do have a problem also with the idea that anyone needs to save anyone. Save is a loaded word. Means the other person is helpless...would be lost without help. To me, a bodhisattva's attitude would be one of compassionate nurturing and understanding. The goal would be to support the growth of an awakening being that comes to h/er... as opposed to compulsively and neurotically chasing sleepwalkers. :) Love, Sandy an enlightened being who has chosen to foregoHi Paul,According to the dictionary, a bodhisattva is nirvana in order to save others? Is that who you see yourself as? This definition doesn't sound very enlightened to me, because it's hard for me to imagine that an> "enlightened" being would feel the need to "save" or "rescue" others. What is your definition of a bodhisattva? Seeking to understand,>Carol> >> >At 12:14 AM 7/11/99 -0400, you wrote:> >>From: "Paul Roberts" <netpaul@...>> >> I'm a bodhisattva here to wake up myself and the world...and have as much fun as I possibly can doing it. :o) >>NetPaul> > build the view"> >INSPIRED LIVING"Let your heart pave the way,> >and your dreams > ----------------------------------------------->a Better Life"> ----------------------------------------------->email to> inspiredlifestylenews-subscribe@...> >Moreinfo:> > >> _____________________________________ |
I am tired and going to bed but...before I go :) :) :)
WHO AM I?
I am a ray I am a petal I am a wagging tail I am ocean water I am green trees with orange paint dripped on top... ohhhhhh-- <g>that is the sun casting LIGHT way up there! I am every color of every eye I look into I am every heart that I hear beat I am every ant that scurries along, busy contributing to community I am purple sunsets I am ears that hear joyful resonant voices of the dying I am a grain of sand delighting in caressing b are feet I am the smile of a baby I am a bridge I am the spirit that sees only yours... I am a double winged dragon fly I am the eyes of the aged I am good dreams I am palms touching under interlaced fingers I am lavender skies I am every I LOVE YOU that is thought, felt, said, I am refreshing sleep I am brilliant pink clouds before dusk I am mothers LOVE I am wolf I am every potted plant I am the clay pot I am feathers uplifted by cool air I am the tinniest intricate shell I am crystal I am Fathers child I am every rock I am glitter spiraling in electric energy I am pink bunny noses I am silk I am the worm I am the work I am autumn leaves I am shiny tigers whiskers I am a soft fuzzy blanket I am zenith vibration I am the transformation in the chrysalis I am winged flight I am I am you I am me I am We I am HE I am All I am awestruck I am the pulsating current of gratitude I am blessings I am the joy of life I am eternity I am music's' vibration I am an infants grasp around your finger I am ever new I am complete |
Bodhisattvas, Compulsive Rescuers, etc.
Paul Roberts
At 12:14 AM 7/11/99 -0400, you wrote:muchFrom: "Paul Roberts" <netpaul@...> ----------fun as I possibly can doing it. :o) From: Carol James Hi Paul,has chosen to forego nirvana in order to save others? Is that who you seebecause it's hard for me to imagine that an "enlightened" being would feel theneed to "save" or "rescue" others. What is your definition of a bodhisattva? Hiya Carol, I'm a big one for pulling the alice in wonderland trick of using words to mean exactly what I want to, regardless of how others have used em before. I try (not always successfully) to slather enough contextual clues around my word so people can "get" what I'm saying. Of course the entire race does that with language all the time...and William Safire writes a wonderful column weekly in the NY Times sunday magazine exploring just such morphing of language over time. :o) Anyway, to your question: I'm not a buddhist, and do not have a set of belief bubbles around the idea of re-incarnation. It may be so...then again it may not. (Seth / Jane Roberts, for example, has an alternate paradigm without karma or time as a linear phenomenon). So right away I don't fit into that part of the Buddha's belief structure...or Seth's either. Franky, make me no matter either way. :o) Here's what DOES matter: I am awake. Not perfect...not done with life and it's unfolding and it's lessons...but definitely awake. And once, in THIS life, I was definitely NOT. From the time I heard others speak about becoming awake...about enlightenment if you want to use a classical mystic term, I desired same with all my heart...and knew that it was the freedom from the prison I experienced myself as living in...this sense of having been once eaten from the tree of life, and lived in the garden...but since having eaten from the tree of knowledge of good and evil, and having been ejected from same (to use a western rather than an eastern metaphor). Carol: This definition doesn't sound very enlightened to me, becauseI'm sure you know that as human beings we can do ANY activity from a place of bondage or a place of freedom: working, eating, fucking, raising children...the whole deal. It's not what we do, it's who we are when we do it (or DON'T do it). Any activity done from a place of freedom, joy, aesthetic preference is WONDERFUL. The very same activity done from a place of bondage, duty, need SUCKS. So I have had to work / play through the human bondage part of this particular game, the compulsive rescuer, if you will, in order to deconstruct a clusterfuck or two around the need to rescue. But happily, there was (and is) a pure creative impulse at the center of that thing that has remained once the slag of human neurosis had burned off. So the ability remains (increases actually) and the JOY sings itself as a song in my veins, as the Tao of my life unfolds itself and presents me with IT'S opportunities to do what Hermes did: go down into the underworld and bring people back. When I do it in the flow of Tao, it is effortless effort, and a helluva lot of fun to boot...and profoundly satisfying as I watch, and yes, even midwife another sentient being into the place of re-connecting with non-dual awareness and absolute freedom, sometimes for the very first time. And not being an outcome junkie about it (as I surely was during earlier days) I can simply relax throughout the whole deal, knowing that it's really not ME doing anything...it's the Tao, or spirit, or whatever you like to call it. A good pointer to this kind of model would be the kind of "each one reach one" thing done by the 12 steppers. Someone who's moved from drunkenness through the dry drunk stage and finally to truly joyful sobriety makes a wonderful "sponsor" to use AA terms. Yet (having watched this process) the sponser (if s/he is mature in this game) doesn't make the mistake of taking the weight of salvation for the other on his shoulders. To use Richard Bach's terms, he's a messiah, not THE messiah. Carol: What is your definition of a bodhisattva? Seeking to understand.Of course not everyone who "wakes up" to the nondual awareness pointed to by all the mystic traditions (thus making me quite certain than this is a human universal in play here) is going to have the same abe-ish wanting to wake up others too. Some folks have OTHER wantings...and don't we need more awakening beings who get their greatest sense of value fulfillment and vocation running our government and corporations too...and doing a zillion other things as well. But for me, the definition of bodhisattva, and the reason I so define myself, is that this desire, to participate fully in my own awakening and that of the world as well, is my deepest and most profoundest wanting (to use abe-ish terms)...which of course (laughing) is exactly why it has come to manifest itself so in my life...false starts, missteps and all. And abe is so right on saying that the FEELING I get when doing this work / play is my very best clue to whether or not I am simply flowing, or straining to make something happen. What an exquisite dance that is! Did that help? Love, Paul |
Re: Who am I?
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Hello Juls,
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One thought that may or may not be comforting is that in Unity (similar to Science of Mind) they often speak of perfect healing and remind one another that only the person being healed and The Universe know whether that means on this plane or transformed to another plane. My understanding from Abe is that mostly animals prefer to be healthy and, if they stay around when they're not able to enjoy life to the hilt, it's probably to protect us. Once you "got" what you needed to "get" Pasha may have felt free to heal himself in the best possible way for him. On the way home tonight I was listening to the unedited Abe from Cleveland and they make the point that animals make very quick transitions except that our needing them, praying over them, etc. causes them to be uncertain about what they want -- or, in Pasha's case, perhaps causes them to stay to protect you until you could make it without that particular protection. I don't know if this is comforting or not, because we prefer that people/animals live and die in the best possible way for us, but I think you set him free to do what was best for him, because you were now on the path that would free you. It sounds like his circumstances were quite different than Cordy's great sense of physical well-being. That would make a big difference, I'd think. Also, I don't know if you connect with him now (or after his transition) , but I had a strong experience of connecting with the dog I most nursed through a long illness a few days after he died. I didn't identify it as him at the time, but I knew I was connecting with an uncommon amount of peace and comfort. This next paragraphs ramble a bit. Oh, well.... Re: the creating and then having something bad happen, I have a considerable thread on it from a week or so ago. If you have the past e-mails, the thread was called "Comfort with improved manifestation" and most people replied with that title. Some called it "counter-creation" and "improved manifestation." Admittedly mine had to do with creating it and then having difficulty and you may think you have yet to create it to begin with. However the principles seem the same to me. Possibly if you wanted to, you could address some of the issues before you do the creation to save some of the undoing after the creation. I don't know----as I type this, it seems a little "off" for the stage you're currently focusing on. However the piece that does seem useful is the thought, "I am a person who....." and finish with something that seems truthful AND that indicates the steps you are taking are a natural for you and "fit" with who you are. I find I comfortably allow small steps more readily than huge ones, though you and I both have an affinity for the giant ones. Perhaps, to focus on the little ones AND the big ones and see how that works? Freedom And Joy ----- Original Message -----
From: Juls <laughingpaws@...> To: <Abraham-Hicks@...> Sent: Sunday, July 11, 1999 10:46 AM Subject: Re: [Abraham-Hicks] Who am I? .....And then it HIT ME, Pasha died when he was 2 1/2 years old, the DAY after all of this Abe stuff clicked in forwas SO excited I rushed home and he was on his leash in the front yard and Iit now and He was Free to heal himself now. I felt On Top of the World andnext morning he died in my arms out of no where. |
Sonreya dumps the monkey
Paul Roberts
From: Chamberlynn, Pamela <sonreya@...> your poem makes my heart sing :-)laughing...another awakening being getting a brain tickle, eh? i am living it! i am/was/is oz and dorothy and the witch and allanother satisfied customer. My subversive idea is that we can make this a group bodhisattva boogie all together now. i have no clue. no fucking clue.Grinning...this too shall pass...but ain't it great not to be worried about it! whew! what a relief!You said it, girlfriend. What a monkey on the back identity addiction is! a baby something or the other, born just several eons ago, takes itsThe infinite expanse of all that is....your world and welcome to it. sonreya :-)Loving you, who ever you are...or are not NetPaul |
Re: Bodhisattvas, Compulsive Rescuers, etc.
Vilik Rapheles
~~~~~~~~~~From: Carol JamesHi Paul,has It depends on your definition of "self". If I am separate from you, then my "salvation" is my business. On the other hand, if I and you and we are one, then there are no "others"...only other versions of the self. I think "rescue" can come from different places in the self, and different realizations of self. What, after all, is "self"? (I've been thinking a lot about that one recently...) ~^^V^^~ |
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