Guy's Blog

In nature, because every creation is at once incomplete, and yet is always being completed (at the same time) -- one can see that every creature is a living need...

Pain pointed outwardly must inevitably manifest itself in some form of violence, having found no other answer than to set itself against whatever is blamed for that suffering...

There is nothing in the past over which to suffer, and no impulse to do so without first having been tempted and then deceived into revisiting, and then resisting the pain of some old memory...

Real joy is not of this world. It is liberation from the illusion that there’s something yet to be gained in this world that we need to complete ourselves; it is freedom from the illusion of a false, and fallen sense of self...

Ponder the following insight for a few precious moments, and you may catch a glimpse of a formerly unimaginable freedom. But ponder this one truth long enough to realize the implication of its implied non-action... and you will realize a new level of self- knowledge that is the key to self-liberation:

When whatever isn’t pure and precious, and the remaining dross removed, then what is priceless appears on its own revealing itself as always having been there... Just waiting to shine.

The false self, forever struggling to protect (the dream of) its own imagined importance, cares nothing for how it sabotages itself, or victimizes others...

There are two kinds of death: involuntary and voluntary. The former, the first death, serves this world...

To see beauty is to be beautiful; It is to be full of beauty. To see God's love is to be that love; It is the fulfillment of love...

There is no love in thought. There is no understanding in knowledge...

Resistance is one of three celestial forces contributing to the revelation and ceaseless perfection of creation itself... which means it is always complementary to the completion of each moment...

In the great turning of creation, involving all of her creatures, is not every need met in a scale of time too great for the mortal eye...