We are a Sound, making sounds, And in our echo sleep. We are a Form, building forms That we cannot keep. We are a Seed, sowing seeds, Our harvest bittersweet. We are a Light, dark and bright A Rainbow in the Deep.
It is impossible to learn the truth of anything that we resist, which means that as long as we refuse our own suffering we have no chance of ever uncovering the truth of the secret Goodness from which it arises.
Experience proves that whatever we seek to end usually lingers all the longer, which is why we must learn the Way to grant negative states their safe passage through us -- in spite of the temporary pain that always attends their appearance.
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The more you will step into the emptiness you fear, the sooner you will see that your immortal Self can never be empty any more than a sky without clouds is less than full.
The self-defeating desires that drag us around belong to a nature that always feels incomplete. Nothing this false self tells us to do does one thing to loosen its hold on us. Fighting with it -- as we have done in the past -- only slays "half the foe," while giving in to it leads nowhere but to more self-recrimination. This torment, and all other suffering associated with its kind, is needles...
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Guy Finley addresses a student's feelings of inadequacy as she tries to express what she's learning. Guy tells her that if you wish to know God's love in this life, you must be willing to meet and walk into your limitations, so that real faith can be born in you.
Attending to, completing what each moment asks of us is the business of Real Life. In the silence of this relationship is revealed and received the wisdom and wealth of True Self...
The awareness of our living relationship with the present moment empowers us to know what's best for us without having to think about it.
Just as birds fly through an empty sky -- filling it with motion and sound -- but are not themselves a part of the blue space through which they wing, so is the quiet mind full of a Life that has no fear of its own essential empty character.