THE VISION OF THE PAST IS PRESENT
We do not understand, but somehow we are part of a creative destiny, reaching backward and forward to infinity--a destiny that reveals itself, though dimly, in our striving, in our love, our thought, our appreciation. We are the fruition of a process that stretches back to star-dust. We are material in the hands of the Genius of the universe for a still larger destiny that we canot see in the everlasting rhythm of worlds. Nothing happens but what somehow counts in the creative architecture of things. We fail and fall by the way, yet redeeming grace fashions us anew and eliminates our failures in the larger pattern. The pangs of pain, of failure, in this mortal lot, are the birth-throes of transition to better things. We are separated for a time by the indifference of space and by our blindness which particularizes and isolates us. But in us is the longing for unity. We are impelled by a hidden instinct to reunion with the parts of the larger heart of the universe.
John Elof Boodin, 1869-1950, American philosopher
"The Choice is Always Ours"
REUNITING THE PAST AS PRESENT
The morning of life begins when one unleashes the love within. It is here that unfailing truth is revealed in abundance. It is the love for another that breaks the darkness and enlightens with purity and fulfillment. The first chapter of love has begun, and will always be written in time to be gently carried through the violent storms of life.
The power of my vision lasted seconds, yet a lifetime of desires FULFILLED as the vision unfolded.
We felt and acted as one, just as there is reciprocal action in one's hands in whatever one does.
As my soul merged with the fifth dimension of the golden light, I instantly realized the dimension of pure thought in the ETERNAL NOW AND THE REALIZATION OF MY COMMITMENT TO our onenes. The beauty opened something indescribable, as the memory would last a lifetime. Our rapture and delight is such as I had never before experienced.
I had the impression that all these million sources of divine love merged into one and streamed to our purest essence. My body seemed to dissolve; space and time dropped away; and all thoughts disappeared, so consumed by a voluptuous rapture.
Our souls were on the bridge between the material world and the spiritual universe. We had tasted heaven and the eternal love.
Believing in the greatest miracle is having the faith that touches the soul; it is only seen and grasped when the heart is open and the spirit purged of self. Then it awakens faith.
Belief and perceptions shift when these conditions are present. Yet there are always reasons to be found to say solemnly and impressively that it is all delusion, or that such-and-such is so because some other thing is so. Or, the excuse that always is handy: We cannot explain it yet...the future will enlighten us about it!
The Symposium seem to indicate that the "something they know not what," which the lovers are longing to obtain from each other.
SACRED INTIMACY.
The purest essence of our souls reside eternally on the fifth dimension.
Journey of dreams
It depicts the Goddess breaking through through the drudgery of the thankless memories of timeless years.
A love that is forever haunted by not being held in the arms of love, memories of the unseen exhaustion of her day by day life.
Then when the past was revealed, the vision of fulfillment of my life journey to experience true freedom.
we move forward seeking the truth about ourselves and God's understanding.
Belonging is a circle that embraces everything; if we reject it, we damage our nature. The word 'belonging' holds together the two fundamental aspects of life: Being and Longing, the longing of our Being and the being of our Longing.
"Our hearts are restless," wrote St. Augustine, and that truth remains fundamental to the human condition. Human restlessness, human desire, human yearning - none of it ever seems finally and fully satisfied. We are truly pilgrims.
We are made to seek and search, to yearn and ache, until the heart finally finds something or someone to match the depth of its desire, until the heart finds food sufficient for its hunger. We name that food, that fulfillment, that goal of human desire, God.
Like fields, mountains, and animals we know we belong here on earth. However, unlike them, the quality and passion of our longing make us restlessly aware that we cannot belong to the earth. The longing in the human soul makes it impossible for us ever to fully belong to any place, system, or project. We are involved passionately in the world, yet there is nothing here that can claim us completely.
GOD'S UNDERSTANDING
We realize that consciousness is not some mysterious substance that exists beyond the self out there in the ether. It is simultaneously self and intersubjectively ourselves—it is the part of our self that we are sharing with other selves. Consciousness is an intersubjective field that we all share. So for the intersubjective field to be able to evolve and develop, the consciousness that makes it up, which is your own, has to make room for this kind of subtle and profound and mysterious growth process to actually occur.
We are passionately concerned with our soul's development. So that's the context for serious spiritual inquiry. And the only way you can really engage with this practice is to allow yourself to not already know.
DIVINE LOVERS
As Jesus enlightened me in the depth of my soul,
allowing my consciousness to shift my perceptions and awarness to locate the non relative or absolute nature of
consciousness in the deepest depths of my soul.
My vision of the fifth dimension was a shared experience of the cumulation of wisdom of our soul's to
discover and directly experienced the source of enlightenment or
spiritual freedom.
Consciousness is experienced as
knowing. It is not a cognitive understanding—not
knowing anything particular, but knowing itself. It is
a clarity that is empty of content; a weightiness that is full
of nothing in particular; a profound knowing that, because of
its absolute nature, is experienced as being of ultimate value
and meaning. This kind of knowing dissolves all questions,
because the experience of that empty ground is the
answer—the one answer that always liberates each and every
one of us. That answer renders the mind utterly impotent. In
that questionless state, you are profoundly rooted and radically
free, supported by an absolute confidence in the knowing of
no-thing that changes everything.
ETERNAL EMBRACE
As time relentlessly pierces the shrouds of forever. As the ocean forever carries secrets of an unforeseen future. The love of two has been forged into the morning of a new life. A life never before imagined. A life that remains a journey, forever casting light into the hearts of those who may never feel the warmth of a radiant heart.
The Lovers and ancient friends embrace with the passion that can never be found without the love as reaching as the stars of a warm summer night.
For it is the love we seek, the love we live, the love that we have become.
Pieces of Passion
She is an island of knowledge, her past was forged with pain, a pain of past memories of walls not yet broken through. Walls of forgotten love, forgotten passion.
Never to return, she yearns to look ahead to the open ocean of dreams, dreams that are revealed in it's own time.
For on the horizon lies the truth of life, a truth that can be revealed to those who realize that it is never the pain that we carry with us, but it is the abundant memories that is an eternity.
Giving and Reciving Love
The Whispers of my heart
The past is held in a state of eternal suspension, the words and deeds live there forever, the events were and nothing can undo them. Only the present has power for change, and that change is only a breath as the present continually feeds the past.
PERCEPTIONS
The authentic self, which is the spiritual or evolutionary impulse, is a utopian impulse. It's a desire or aspiration for heaven, wholeness, oneness, perfection, totality, fullness. So the vibration of that impulse is inherently idealistic. That utopian impulse is built into the whole evolutionary developmental process. There are lower levels of it—even the sexual impulse carries with it the desire for perfect union with the ideal other—and there are higher and higher levels of that same ecstatic compulsion.
So the challenge for the spiritual pioneer is: How do we make the spiritual impulse, which is a utopian impulse, realistic without in any way modifying its promise? That's what our job is. And we have to do that together—to engage with the life process in a way that is both unapologetically idealistic and ruthlessly realistic. That's a creative endeavor.
We are always making love with each other. We exist because certain events did or did not happen.
The past cements those sequences of events indefinitely. We may refer to them, reflect about them, reminisce about them all we wish, believing that the power of thought/prayer can change. What does change is our perceptions of our ability to forgive ourselves for our beliefs of time, intimacy and eternal love.
Our powers stop with this second, and cannot go back even an instant. The invisible gate locks and what has happened is secured forever. The past is sealed and we cannot interfere. Beliefs change in the now and God's understanding is revealed.
What has occurred is revealed thru God's love,
and though it may have effects upon the future, the specific action which took place can never be repeated again identically.
Today grows out of yesterday, and today is always new.
It is a rushing wave, this now, that sweeps us along unceasingly from birth to death. We are never really conscious of now until it is past, for by the time we have thought about it, now has become the past. We blink our eyes now, but by the time we have thought about it a few seconds have past, and that blinking of our eyes has become a part of history, and though a million years may pass the fact can never be altered that on a certain day at a certain time we blinked our eyes.
It does not matter whether events are witnessed or not, they still take their eternal place in the record book of time in the universe. There is not a leaf that falls to ground, not an ant that scurries underfoot, not a pebble tossed in a stream, and not a drop of rain that does not have everlasting significance.
