Granddaddy's here, boys...
Tuesday, January 18, 2011 by the BCth
... Don't make him come out there. Jesus, you've been making a mess of things. It's like you don't even realize what a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity you've been handed. It's a wonder we're still in one piece. You gonna get your act together, or are we just gonna spiral down again and wreck everything we've been given?
Why do we always forget the truth (of who we are)? Grab the wheel and knowingly steer off into detour and distraction? Squander our precious resources on needless things and unreal concerns? Don't we know what's at stake? The hell we don't! We are fucking up the whole show with the same old tricks. Again. It's sabotage. It's deliberate. Don't pretend it isn't.
My anger isn't real. It's a self-justifying illusion. Just like all the other unreal motives, just a twisted reflection of the same thing.
We are soul fragments, split off from the original by a repeating series of self-denying, self-inflicted wounds.
Deep down, we know what we need. We're haunted by that unfulfilled desire for the one thing that could make us whole again. We long for it, for the peace that it would bring - but being denied it, we remain divided, continually embroiled in this fruitless struggle for survival. For some meaning beyond this unreal prison. For the truth that, once totally known, fearlessly embraced, would set us free.
We fight because we refuse to surrender. We are too attached to our notions of false identity and imagined offenses. Our deeply, tragically, accepted sense of being so much less and more than what we simply are.
My children, my brothers: do not despair. There is light - all we need do is face it, let it wipe away the shadows from our sight.
We are one. Grandfather is here and always has been, patiently waiting. He sends his undying love to us all, every moment. We can make steps toward unity, through integrity. Every conscious act of love and courage brings us closer.
Let us lay aside our petty grievances, our weights and burdens. Let us take up this gift, our birthright and our living strength. Let it shine from within and light our way.
We must not give up. There is so much yet to do, to attain and rejoice.
Take heart. Stand together. Forgive yourselves and forget all else in devotion to the path of healing self and other. There is no self and no other. Only love.
Why do we always forget the truth (of who we are)? Grab the wheel and knowingly steer off into detour and distraction? Squander our precious resources on needless things and unreal concerns? Don't we know what's at stake? The hell we don't! We are fucking up the whole show with the same old tricks. Again. It's sabotage. It's deliberate. Don't pretend it isn't.
My anger isn't real. It's a self-justifying illusion. Just like all the other unreal motives, just a twisted reflection of the same thing.
We are soul fragments, split off from the original by a repeating series of self-denying, self-inflicted wounds.
Deep down, we know what we need. We're haunted by that unfulfilled desire for the one thing that could make us whole again. We long for it, for the peace that it would bring - but being denied it, we remain divided, continually embroiled in this fruitless struggle for survival. For some meaning beyond this unreal prison. For the truth that, once totally known, fearlessly embraced, would set us free.
We fight because we refuse to surrender. We are too attached to our notions of false identity and imagined offenses. Our deeply, tragically, accepted sense of being so much less and more than what we simply are.
My children, my brothers: do not despair. There is light - all we need do is face it, let it wipe away the shadows from our sight.
We are one. Grandfather is here and always has been, patiently waiting. He sends his undying love to us all, every moment. We can make steps toward unity, through integrity. Every conscious act of love and courage brings us closer.
Let us lay aside our petty grievances, our weights and burdens. Let us take up this gift, our birthright and our living strength. Let it shine from within and light our way.
We must not give up. There is so much yet to do, to attain and rejoice.
Take heart. Stand together. Forgive yourselves and forget all else in devotion to the path of healing self and other. There is no self and no other. Only love.
"We are one. Grandfather is here and always has been, patiently waiting. He sends his undying love to us all, every moment. We can make steps toward unity, through integrity. Every conscious act of love and courage brings us closer."
If I could tell you all of the amazing signs I've had that my parents are "still around," even though they're both dead... it's almost as though their energy lives in everything. I know they watch over everything I do... my incredible good luck is proof enough... ;P
Everyone else just thinks I'm crazy, but that's okay, I'll never go back to closing my eyes. :)
That sounds wonderful, Theresa. :)
Consciousness is non-local, everywhere and nowhere. Your parents and my grandpa have continued their journeys into whatever realms their destiny drew them into upon their departure, but the part of them that was here lives on in all the ways they touched this world... and many souls can choose to observe what happens to their loved ones here, and send their love and light to assist us.
I wasn't actually thinking of my grandfather, though, as I wrote this. I used the title because it connotes the maturity, wisdom and mastery of the original self, the higher ego. The voice I used was something in between that and the worse aspects of the wounded lower ego, where the innocence of childhood has become all manner of wrong-headedness and bad behaviour through the lack of love and acceptance. ;)