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Awareness Lane

Awareness Lane

‘Two roads diverge in the middle of my life,

I heard a wise man say’

Larry Norman ~ singer-songwriter

I think we’d all agree that life is a journey of sorts. A space-time walk through a kaleidoscope of images and experiences. For some it’s a simple passage, for others the most complex of trips, full of twists, turns and unexpected reversals. It’s amazing that so many of us make it through to old age, even those 60s rock stars who refuse to accept that the glory days are now but fading memories.

One thing regularly appears along our space-time Path, viz. Will Junction. I’d better explain! Life conspires to bring us to a fork in the road, one where we’re presented with two choices, the way of Ego & the Way of Love. Just when we’re sailing along on a seemingly steady course, up ahead lies the dreaded divergence that none of us like to face. One road is wide, a busy, noisy highway if you like, the other a narrow, silent, country lane.

Those of us who wish to get ahead in life, believing the promises and fears of ego, appear to be automatically wired to head down the highway, joining the crowd, those seeking the security of a cultural nirvana. Safety in numbers seems to be the way to go, as we eagerly rush towards our material and status destiny. As long as we keep our inner rev counter at full throttle, we can navigate any obstacles that come our way and make it. So the narrative goes, that regularly broadcasts itself at every junction choice. This is Ego road, the one that ultimately leads to our physical, mental and spiritual burnout. A road of promise, but a road of destruction.

Thankfully, we’re regularly presented with two roads throughout our earthly sojourn. We are not locked into the GPS directives of ego. For, another Path, runs parallel to desire highway, a lane most natural, at one with All. Here, we leave behind the craving to have, swapping it instead for the contentment of being. Letting go of our adrenalin-fuelled drive for status, we discover a sense of quiet ease, as Life takes us where it wills. And beside us on the Journey, walks Another, a reassuring Presence, that ultimately All is well, and shall be well. Here, we catch sight of, perhaps for the first time, a Natural order and balance in our space-time dream. Life and death, joy and sadness, appear to dance together, to carrying us further into that quiet acceptance of Mystery. On this Lane of Awareness we say little but observe a lot, for in our focus lies a revelation of sorts, a knowing that we are already Home.

So how do we tackle these circumstantial junctions of choice, those planted there by Divine Source. Well, simply through the exercise of the most potent of our gifts, viz. will.

Will, is an internal switch that seems to set our psyche-soul direction. It can be a frenzied fan of the Highway, or the calm sponsor of Awareness Lane. If activated by our spirit core, it flows effortlessly in its default choice, leading us into the Path of Peace. Will is our helpmate, once freed from the fear-driven shackles of ego. A most powerful aid in life’s journey, as it paradoxically submits to Divine Desire, that Cosmic Energy that carries us back into the Bosom of Ultimate Source.

So, safe journeying, my fellow travellers. May all roads lead us to Being. May the Lane of freedom, teach us the shocking heights, depths and width of Divine Love.

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Where Do My Thoughts Come From?

Where Do My Thoughts Come From?

Our conscious mind is a membrane linking two worlds

1) The Lower subconscious, the hidden psychic cellar where our wounded sub-personalities rule and      dominate.

2) The Higher spirit Self, our portal into the Mystery of Divine Love

Every conscious thought comes from either ‘above’ or ‘below’.

Dylan Morrison

This conscious mind of ours is truly a weird and yet wonderful phenomenon. Most of the time it presents itself as our sole reality, the place where we think and store up thoughts, interpreting our place in the material world around us.

It lies.

As I’ve expressed above, I reckon instead that it’s an amazing membrane of sorts, one that doubles up as a virtual screen for the projections of our hidden selves. Please let me explain.

The rational man sees the conscious mind as a translator and transmitter of our the messages picked up from our solid, material world of form. Once this belief is accepted he boldly walks his way through the highs and lows of life, hoping that somehow he’ll make it through. A little more effort here a little more manipulation there and the odds may fall in his favor regarding success and indeed survival. Let’s be honest that’s where most of us began as human beings, programmed by those who’d been there and done that.

Thankfully something is usually sent along in life that makes us doubt our dearly beloved Linus blanket paradigm. The transpersonal crisis that eventually kicks in, sends us spinning, desperately looking for a lifeboat to save us from the sinking of our long-held mindset.

I believe such an experience to be sent or at least allowed by Divine Love in conjunction with our true Self; an opportunity to wake up to deeper realities that script our daily lives.

Through the shocking turmoil of our personal catastrophe we awaken to two new psychic kids on the block.

1) Our lower subconscious

This dark realm of our inner world has, unknown to us, been pulling the strings of our sense of being since early childhood, if not before. Here, the fragmented little selves, born of early trauma and rejection hang out in little warring gangs or clusters, each attempting to protect us from further pain and abandonment. ‘Nobody loves you except us!’ is their subliminal message of dependency, the hook that keeps us under their control whilst walking in our illusion of freedom. This inner community, collectively known as ego, dominates our waking hours, constantly releasing their take on our outer reality into the welcoming membrane of  consciousness.

However once the Cruise Missile of our transpersonal crisis strikes hits, all hell breaks loose, or rather our sub-personality defenders crawl out of the wreckage to make a public appearance in the light of day. They bubble up in full war paint to challenge our new reality, the wreckage of our devastated belief system. Here we let it all hang out, at least temporarily; such a popping out of our subconscious woodwork is a valuable opportunity for our little aspects of me to meet the Unconditional Love that waits patiently on the other side of my consciousness membrane.

2) The Higher Self or spirit.

Above our normal state of consciousness lies a Divine spark from the Eternal Fire, a mirrored presence of the One in whom we live and move and have our Being. Known in religious parlance as the human spirit, it is altogether other from the realm of our fragmented psyche-soul, the me that has taken refuge in the  safety of the lower subconscious. In Mind, Body, Circles this ‘I Am’ essence is commonly referred to as the Higher Self, the part of me that is somehow connected to the Unity of Cosmic Consciousness. For me it is the Divine Image as suggested by the author of the Genesis myth, that which operates like God, a reflector of Divine Love, one without rivalry. During our ego dominated stage of life, Divine Love sometimes trickles down through our spirit to imprint itself on our conscious membrane. This occasional little flash of enlightenment and awareness is, I believe, a precursor to a realigned life that often lies up ahead on the other side of our personal hell or transpersonal crisis, the catalyst for psycho-spiritual change.

I believe that our journey through this space-time reality was designed to be a two-way flow of Life. The constant knowing of Divine Presence as channelled by spirit into the realm of our unified psyche-soul, the interpreter and director of our flood of sensory body linked experiences. The psyche soul would in turn offer back its sense of earthly Self to the worship of Divine Dance. The ebb and flow of the spirit-psyche tide on the shores of consciousness were to birth the greatest of experiences – an eternal Sense of Wonder.

As we pass through the storms of life let’s realise where they are leading. To the increasing awareness of this psycho-spiritual partnership. As ego screams from the darkness of pain, may spirit embrace and welcome it home to the Light of Divine Love. May the continuing restoration of our sub-personalites into the  accepting Presence  of  Spirit Source be an everlasting celebration, a party fit for both men and angels.

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The Divine Touch

The Divine Touch

Throughout history, the mystics of all religions have experienced a Divine Communication beyond words. Today we in the Western, and indeed world-wide, religious environs are constantly bombarded by a multiplicity of words. The proliferation of mass media has been an answer to the spiritual teacher’s prayer. Literally, millions of books, pod-casts, blogs, sermons, costly seminars, YouTube videos, CDs etc, are regularly hawked to help us get in touch with God. It would appear that God needs a major commercial helping hand in order to communicate the message of Divine Love to His word hungry kids, but that’s a post for another day.

But what if instead of learning how to tune into an occasional message from God we learned to continually relax in Divine Presence by totally changing our perception of Spirit and how or why it communicates. If we underwent this seismic shift in our transcendent thinking our wallets would be a bit more available to the poor and a lot less open to the ‘professional’ religious or New Age gurus who enjoy the money driven high-life.

So what am I suggesting?

Well, as we all know, a good relationship depends on clear and consistent communication. So if our Source hopes to enjoy one with us then such a clarity of dialogue must surely issue from the Divine Heart.

Ah, but God has already spoken in the Sacred Writings you say! ‘I believe every jot, word and tittle of the Holy Bible, Koran, Vedas, or Book of my choice.’ Well OK, I can go along with that but does that mean that in pursuing intimacy with us Sacred Breath only spouts Holy Texts. If we want to hear the Divine must we study and limit ourselves to the sacred texts? If a young man is deeply in love with a young woman is he limited to reading her love letters, rather than calling her on the phone or even better, meeting and embracing his beloved cheek to cheek? Somehow I suspect that such a letter reading relationship wouldn’t last for long.

It’s here that Christians step in to say that God has also spoken to mankind by visiting us in the form of Yeshua, the Nazarene prophet-teacher. Yep I can also go along with that. The Logos, the Greek designed Word or expression of the Divine animating principle of the Cosmos, became flesh and dwelt among us. A fleshed out expression of the Divine Nature. Yet, he is not with us in visible form today. How do we have a relationship with a Master that we can no longer feel and touch? Some have suggested ‘obedience’ to his teachings as the key, but is that authentic relationship or just another religious duty to the unseen and distant God.

Well Yeshua himself seemed to suggest some answers to our predicament in the form of Sacred Breath or Spirit Wind. No-one can see wind but they can certainly feel it. Is there some way that we can feel Divine Presence where words become almost irrelevant. Like two lovers sitting and holding hands, reading each others thoughts through some form of love-struck telepathy may we not also feel the Presence of  Sacred Unity, the One who has chased us down through the years. That sense of knowing that we are loved, rather than the forced mind games of believing that we are loved.

So are words important?

Well yes and no!

God is a God of few words but also One of overflowing Presence, a companion who takes us to a place where speech becomes almost unnecessary. A state of confidence birthed by Divine initiative, the fruit of Divine longing, a longing to embrace and saturate the Sons and Daughters of His Desire. Many claim to have come home to God. Perhaps it is God who has come home to us, his chosen resting place in the unbounded open spaces of our multidimensional Cosmos. It’s what Source has always longed for; an extended expression of itself to Love and Nurture, a companion to ride alongside on the Spirit Plains of Being, the great expanse of Divine Communion.

Queen’s Freddie Mercury once sang, ‘I need somebody to love’. Perhaps the greatest Lover of all is in the same boat, which might just explain why we’re here at all, waiting in the Spirit of saturated Silence.

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