Monthly Archives: July 2009

What Did You Say? — Hafiz, Persian poet

Everyone is God speaking. Why not be polite and listen to Him? ”

—Hafiz, Persian poet

When we begin to realize that the spark of God resides in everyone we meet an amazing thing happens: the world becomes a sacred and holy place to be.

May you always recognize God’s presence in everyone you meet

Love

Bill

The Gifts We Give — Gary Zukav

“If you wish the world to become loving and compassionate, become loving and compassionate yourself. If you wish to diminish fear in the world, diminish your own. These are the gifts you can give.”

—Gary Zukav

If you desire to make your life better and more meaningful be willing to see the same for all around you. This is the secret key for manifesting real and everlasting change. For when we are willing to want for others what we desire for ourselves, we send forth a powerful blessing and the entire world benefits by our commitment. It is in this simple and loving way, that we can and will change the world.

May you always be willing to give away all that you desire to be.

Love

Bill

This Magic Moment

“Magical things happen every day, if we allow it. Think of daylight, of the stars at night, a flower. A dandelion is a miracle.”

—Pamela Travers

 All we have is this moment. When we spend it wishing it were over or different, our focus is lost, and the moment wasted. And with it, goes all the magic that it holds.

May you always be willing to focus on the magic each moment brings, whatever it might be.

Love

Bill

Wrecking Ball

“Nobody has the right to wreck your day, let alone your life. And guess what? Nobody does. You do.”

—Gary Fenchuck, author of Timeless Wisdom

 Though we don’t often realize it and even less often assume it, we really can take total control of our lives, and when we do, absolutely no one can make us miserable unless we allow it. We are far more powerful than we think, and when we choose the victim’s role, we are, essentially, giving our power away and then blaming the recipient for taking it from us. When we choose to place our hearts in the path of a wrecking ball, we have no right to blame the wrecking ball for the damage done? We always have the right, however, to take our power back and move out of the way.

May you always be willing to be powerful.

May your day be filled with all things good,

Love

Bill

Thoughts Create Reality

The Avatar class I am taking this weekend has a book, from which I quote, “The miracle is not that consciousness evolved out of the universe; the miracle is that the universe evolved out of consciousness.”

Their belief seems to be that thought created the universe.  Law of Attraction type stuff.  First there was god.  God had a thought, and that thought became the universe.  Etcetera. 

In a similar way, each of our thoughts creates (see “Science of Mind,”  Ernest Holmes). 

I wonder, have all thoughts been thought?  Perhaps.  Though I feel otherwise.  Can all thoughts be thought? 

Again, I would venture there will always be new and infinite thoughts that could be thought…

Do we when we have compassion for another see our thoughts within them?  Perhaps mirrors of our thoughts at least in which we see reflections of what we believe are our thoughts. 

I am struggling with the universality of connection to all (the contra wise being separation, which “Course in Miracles” and other modalities tell us is the illusion).

Still, I recall a time of great loss in my life many years ago when I was grieving horribly.  It became clear to me that while I could not truly comprehend the pain of another, for no two losses are exactly alike with every loss itself being unique,  I could understand that the pain of each creature suffering a loss is unique and great.  Sometimes incomprehensibly so.  Even, and perhaps especially to the sufferer.

So, I could have compassion for the pain of the sufferer, while realizing that I cannot realize the actual specific pain.  Even where our losses were very similar.

I noticed even then, during some of my deepest suffering, that when someone asked me for something, it brought me out of my deep deep funk, if only briefly for an instant, while I responded to their direct (non related to my loss) inquiry. 

While people felt uncomfortable to ask things of me, I was glad for the space, however brief, it allowed me to breath while I responded.

So, when I chose a different thought, I experienced a different feeling.  Even then.  And, I was glad for it.

Peace and Gladitude,

Yucel