[This is the final part of a journal entry that was originally written between October 30th – November 3rd, 1997 (if you’d like to read the entire series, start with Part 1: The Ancient Automobile). You can read what Today Jay has to say about what Yesterday Jay wrote in the Post Script. Enjoy!]
We are all tiny little flecks of one huge consciousness. We can only see one tiny little fleck at a time. These are plain and simple rules, conditions we accept when we choose to experience this space/time experience. What we can influence, and change, is just what little fleck we happen to see,and just how it is that we look at it.
So that is God. Not some stern, omnipotent, punishing father . . . simply a consciousness, or a being, of which we are all a part. God is not male or female, but both . . . without the separation we all deem so necessary simply because it is all we know. Just as humans created books as a convenient learning device, so God created humans; and maleness and femaleness; plants and animals; Heaven and Earth . . . simply as a convenient device for learning and experience. Continue reading “Why All the God Talk? Part 4 of 4: So That’s God, Huh?”
[This is the second part of a journal entry that was originally written between October 30th – November 3rd, 1997 (read Part 1: The Ancient Automobile here). You can read what Today Jay has to say about what Yesterday Jay wrote in the Post Script. Enjoy!]
Yet with the intelligence and awareness there had come another creation: Separation. They saw only with their eyes, felt only with their skin, heard only with their ears. They experienced the world not as part of them, but as a place they were. They experienced time not as a creation, but as a reality, an absolute. Their experience was hugely limited, for they saw themselves as beings in themselves… perhaps a creation of another being, but certainly not a part.
This separation became a great phenomenon in and of itself. Each man and woman’s individual memories and experiences became their only source of wisdom, intelligence, and point of view. Confined within this system, each individual lost sight of the truth of the larger picture, and became unable to, as a speck of sand, see the entire beach. Sometimes other specks of sand, but very rarely the beach. Continue reading “Why All the God Talk? Part 2 of 4: Separation”
[This journal entry was originally written on October 30th, 1997. You can read what Today Jay has to say about what Yesterday Jay wrote in the Post Script. Enjoy!]
We’re all so very different, and being so very different makes it so easy to see ourselves as separate. Come with me on a little journey of the imagination, to see if we can’t pierce the illusion…
Once upon a time there was a Being. This being was very powerful, and virtually timeless. It saw all, knew all, and could perform nearly any feat, create nearly any creation, beyond the furthest reaches of the most imaginative mortal’s imagination. For eons (we mortals must put these things in mortal terms), this being was content to simply be, for being was an incredible, fantastic, wonderful thing for this being. This being was ever-changing, ever-shifting; yet loss and gain did not exist… only balance and wholeness. Yet this being lacked experience, and in all it’s knowing, knew this was foregoing wisdom. Continue reading “Why All the God Talk? Part 1 of 4: The Ancient Automobile”
[This journal entry was originally written on October 27th, 1997. As always, Jay’s current thoughts on this entry are in the post script. Happy reading! ~ Dawn]
Most of us learn manipulation. Most of us are subject to it. Most of us are shown manipulation as a form of love. All too often manipulation is demonstrated in lieu of love. So to bring love into ourselves, into our lives, into our relationships, we must first discover love. Everyone has their individual definitions. We can only bring True Love into our lives if we stop forsaking its true meaning for what we have been shown. Continue reading “Manipulation, The Bible, and You”
This week’s blog marks a change; an ending and a new beginning that really is a continuation. In short, I feel an explanation of sorts is in order. Some time ago, I gave Dawn a stack of journals to extract material from and type up entries for me to write commentaries on that would become my weekly blog. She was delighted to find a notebook that had entries with titles and clear beginnings and endings. She went to work typing them up and putting them in my inbox, I went to work writing commentaries, and the blog was born.
I couldn’t help but notice that an earlier journal had been bypassed, one that had a lot of entries that I am particularly fond of. I had to ask, and the ensuing conversation went something like this: Continue reading “In The Beginning…”
[This article was originally written by Jay in four sections. The first section was written on June 24th, 2001. The second was started on June 26th, 2001, then picked back up again, mid-sentence and without missing a beat, on February 2nd, 2002. Jay wrote the third and fourth sections March 18-19th, 2003. As always, you can read what Jay thinks about this subject in 2014 in the post script. Happy reading! – Dawn]
Happiness. Happiness is the path, it is the journey, it is the vehicle, it is the fuel; and it is, of course, the destination. Happiness.
Thwarted happiness causes all sorts of ugly circumstances, from the harmless complainer to the mass murderer. Yet happiness pursued can change the most destructive person into a useful and productive member of society.
It’s been said that we all must have something to live for, whether it’s consciously or unconsciously. And it’s true, I think: something motivates each of us each morning to get out of bed and do what we do throughout the day. What we do is a physical manifestation of the “why” behind it, and thus we make our lives the way we want to. Continue reading “Happiness”
“What It Means to Me… God”
God. What a beautiful, wonderful and confusing word. It has meant so many different things to me throughout my life, up to the day it came to mean everything.
As a child, grace was said sometimes at dinner and church was attended from time to time. The only real images I got were of a giant hand reaching down from the sky or some fellow in a great robe and a great beard sitting on a great throne in the heavens. Great. And when I heard the words “omnipotent” and “omnipresent” I had to ask what they meant. When I discovered that that meant some old dude in the sky was somehow capable of anything imaginable and also somehow everywhere at once, I did my best to put it out of my mind.
A great many years passed where I called myself agnostic. I didn’t know what was up, and I couldn’t really see any way to find out. Then I found out. Continue reading “What It Means to Me… God”