Upon our entrance into the “Kiddy Korner” at the community rec center with both my adult and 5-year-old daughters, the attendant greeted us. As she drew back from the window, she announced to whoever was outside (unseen to me) on the playground that they needed to come in while she checked in a “new child,” my daughter Krystal. As the solo child skipped his way inside, I heard him call to the attendant: “Can I play outside with my new friend?”
I was struck with the profundity of this request. Not knowing anything about the “new” child (Krystal) who had now entered his “world,” indeed, not even having seen her yet, he had, nonetheless, pronounced her… his “friend.” How natural. How beautiful. How like a pure little child.
I pondered on what is recorded in John chapter 15: 9-17. “As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love. If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love; even as I have kept my Father’s commandments, and abide in his love. These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full. This is my commandment, that ye love one another, as I have loved you. Greater love hath no man than this that a man lay down his life for his friends. Ye are my friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you. Henceforth I call you not servants; for the servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of my Father I have made known unto you… These things I command you, that ye love one another.”
I contemplated the joyous “laying down of (my—“Kimberly’s”) life” for my “friends,” or rather, joyously and gratefully living my life for the Good Of All (GOD) or, as I like to define “G.O.D.”: the “Gathering Of Deities.”
I pondered upon my experiences where my heart has been so filled with joy and a beautiful, comfortable, re-membered feeling (“love”)… even when in the presence of those who were “strangers” to my consciousness. Whenever I have allowed myself to experience this, it has truly felt like I have “come home” and was taking part in a “family reunion” of sorts. I wondered how many similar, though not-remembered experiences I might have had with these currently “strange” people… different bodies, different “time”, same hearts and desires.
I remembered, vividly, experiences of looking around the area at my (some still “unknown”) “brothers and sisters” or, rather, “friends” as we sat together in a library (or park, or grocery store, or restaurant, or church building, or sports arena, etc.), tears welling up, flooding my heart, spilling out and making their way down my face as I felt the camaraderie. Realizing that I was, probably, alone in my overwhelming experience, still I had the sense of a shared respect as well as a sense of distant memories of common desires to be true to “the GREAT commandment” to purely “love ourselves” AND our “neighbor” (“brother”, “sister” or “friend”) AS ourselves… as “equals,” as “friends.”
Often, especially at night, lying in bed and pondering on the beauty and wonder of feelings and experiences such as those, I have wept… tears of JOY. How I have desired to help further the cause of bringing that same JOY to each of my brothers and sisters, “God.” Indeed, I have realized how, in truth, Family IS Forever. ONE Family. Singular! Whole. United. Holy. Divine. I have learned that there is NOTHING SWEETER than giving up one’s own individual selfish pursuits and, instead, becoming one part of the ONE, living my part of what is good for ALL.
I recently had a dear friend write to me, saying: “I think we are equals, Kimberly.” Another time, this same person wrote: “You are like me.” I have tremendous respect for this individual who wrote these words. His words strengthened my understanding that he, likewise, respected and saw (understood) me like or as himself, his equal, his “friend.” One of the other balanced, equal, amazing spokes of the “wheel” of God.
As I have read and pondered much in my life, I have seen the great balancing act of some common words in our language that we often take for granted. How often do you hear someone ask: “Do you like this?/Me?/Him?” How hungry we are to know that someone that we esteem… “LIKES” us.
As little children, this “like” thing can turn on a dime. “I don’t like him anymore! He took away my toy!” “Do you like me?” “She’s my friend! We like each other!” Five minutes can make an incredible difference on where a playmate stands on the “like” continuum. Though quickly one can distance themselves (“She NOT my friend anymore!”) because of a perceived IN-equality, they can then be “BEST of friends” shortly thereafter when the playing field has been leveled.
In the use of words (language), “parallel structure” is the use of two or more elements in a sentence, or even sentences, to represent comparable ideas. A “simile” is a specific case of parallel structure which uses the words “like” or “as” in the comparison. “Similes” are the great equalizers in our language. Picture an equal sign [=] showing the relationship between two different things in an equation. As a hidden wordplay, “I SMILE” when I feel respected, valued and equal-to others.
Some common examples of similes are: “For He is like a refiner’s fire”; “her eyes twinkled like stars”; “he runs like a cheetah”; “she walks as gracefully as a cat”; “he was as brave as a lion in a fight.”
Indeed, to be seen as an “equal,” to be validated with the same worth as another… this is true friendship. This is real love. This is at the heart of every interaction; in fact it is what motivates every action; being perceived as “special” in a unique way and included as a valuable member of society… just like everyone else. This is the motivating desire. This is the key to interpersonal and intrapersonal communication and interaction. This is life. Knowing how to implement this earns one the “Master’s” Degree and entrance into a whole other realm of existence. A “whole new world.” A member of “The Holy Order of the Son of God” (because we have joined the society of all those who are devoted and joined in hearts to equality, balance, harmony and, thus, living for the “Good of All.” Friendship is the way there.
By dwelling on the similarities in a relationship (you are “like” or “as” me, we both “like” ______, ) we “equalize” our value and, thus, enhance our enjoyment of each interaction. In the Gospel of Thomas, Jesus is quoted as saying: “That upon which you dwell becomes that IN WHICH you dwell.” By seeing, or “dwelling upon” our similarities and “oneness” as human “friends,” we then view and experience earth as “heaven.” Conversely, it’s by changing that perspective and treating each other as an “inequality” that our satisfaction is “divided” instead of synergistically “multiplied” and earth then seems like “hell.” Friendship, respect and correct interaction equalizes the players and brings forth the pleasure, even, possibly, joy, available in the exchange.
Truly, when we see, feel and act with “equality,” we are really nurturing our own self. In our current societal epidemic, we are seeing one after another of our fellow friends contract their vision and look at each other “narrowly,” with fear, suspicion and a sense that we must protect what is “ours”—our relationships, material possessions, reputation, from being pillaged or stolen by another. As one looks upon (or “dwells upon”) others in this way, they suffer heart problems, even heart failure themselves as their “love of (their fellow-) man (has) waxed cold.” Is there really any mystery to the huge percentage of heart attacks and other ailments… often leading to the death of the mortal body? Indeed, what we do (or think, feel, see) unto another is what we are, quite literally and physically, doing to our own self. Thus, the greatest of all similes: “Do unto others AS you would have others do unto you.” The great commandment, the clarion call to love, also is the greatest medical remedy and joy-provider, yes “equalizer” in existence.
In the book “A Wrinkle in Time” (which has been a deep and integral part of my consciousness for nearly forty years), the book’s main character, Meg, initially tells her mother that she hates being so different and wishes she could just pretend she was “like everyone else.” As Meg’s life evolves through the story, her wish comes terribly true in the form of Camazotz, with its rows of identical houses and identical human beings; the planet is a parody of her extreme desire for conformity. Only after she recognizes the “evil” of this planet does she appreciate the value of being an individual. One of the central themes of the book is the celebration of human creativity and individuality, hailing as heroes and socially acknowledged “creative geniuses” Einstein, Bach, da Vinci, and Shakespeare.
So, is “conformity,” or the desire to be the same, what is meant by this principle of “oneness?” NO, no, a hundred times no! Conformity is the great lie. We are all different and unique in our propensities though equal in our inherent value. It is by embracing our differences and uniqueness… as we embrace and adore the uniqueness of everyone else, and consecrate our inherent strengths for the betterment of all humanity that we… and they… are blessed and strengthened further. Conformity lies in defining the physical representation of each of us a being required to be just alike. This, Meg, like each of us, will discover through the weaving together of her life’s experiences.
Both the climax and the central theme of the story is when and how Meg ultimately triumphs over regimented thinking and the conformity to group mentality (“evil”) and replaces this with “self and group cohesiveness and love” through her successful attempts to rescue her brother, Charles Wallace. She discovers for herself that it is not through eloquent pleas or persuasive rhetoric, but through the sheer power of a love too great for words that she is able to be a “savior” to him.
Within this classic book, the triumph of love and the “laying down of one’s life for his or her ‘friends’” is one of the allusions to the historical figure, “Jesus.” He is the first one cited as a fighter against “the Dark Thing.” Indeed, the whole imagery of light vs. darkness is traced back to the New Testament through the quotation: “And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehendeth it not.” Darkness can be understood through all acknowledged “scripture” as an allegory of a “lack of light,” with light meaning the same as “love and truth, equality.” So, in following the hidden allegorical meaning, each mortal body has hidden within it a divine and holy spark of “light” or “profound love” that, though unseen and unheard, is shining forth and awaiting the day of discovery; the moment of self-knowing, the day of re-membrance… by embracing All That Is.
Another major Biblical reference in the book is the hymn of praise sung by the centaur-like beings on another planet, Uriel. This song is translated into a very close paraphrase of lines from Isaiah and the Psalms “Sing unto the Lord a new song, and His praise from the end of the earth, ye that go down to the sea, and all that is therein.” “The sea” and “water” are often used scripturally as allegories to emotion or, better, the energy one mortal generates and feels within his body and then sends out into the atmosphere through his thoughts or by utilizing his other five sensory emitters, to be received by others.
One of the gifts Meg is given is an excerpt from St. Paul’s Epistle to the Corinthians: “The foolishness of God is wiser than men; and the weakness of God is stronger than men. For ye see your calling, brethren, how that not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble, are called, but God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty….” Meg, though initially seen by herself and others as “foolish” and “weak,” then has emphasized to her that her gift is hidden yet powerful and unique: “You have something that IT has not. This something is your only weapon. But you must find it for yourself.”
“What is it I have got that IT hasn’t got?” Meg repeatedly wonders as she draws closer to the “war zone” where her brother is imprisoned away in the deeply hypnotic programming of “IT,” the “great brain” that seeks the conformity and dissolution of all uniqueness and show of human kindness.
As Meg finds her brother, “IT,” through Charles Wallace, reads her continual query and responds: “…You have nothing that IT doesn’t have.”
“You’re lying,” she replied, and she felt only anger toward this boy who was not Charles Wallace at all. No, it was not anger, it was loathing; it was hatred, sheer and unadulterated, and as she became lost in hatred she also began to be lost in IT. The red miasma swam before her eyes; her stomach churned in ITs rhythm.
“Her body trembled with the strength of her hatred and the strength of IT.
“With the last vestige of consciousness she jerked her mind and body.
“Hate was nothing that IT didn’t have. IT knew all about hate.
“You are lying about that, and you were lying about Mrs. Whatsit!” she screamed.
“Mrs. Whatsit hates you,” Charles Wallace said.
“And that was where IT made ITs fatal mistake, for as Meg said, automatically, “Mrs. Whatsit loves me; that’s what she told me, that she loves me,” suddenly she knew.
“That was what she had that IT did not have.
“She had Mrs. Whatsit’s love, and her father’s, and her mother’s, and the real Charles Wallace’s love, and the twins,’ and Aunt Beast’s.
“And she had her love for them.
“But how could she use it? What was she meant to do?
“If she could give love to IT perhaps it would shrivel up and die, for she was sure that IT could not withstand love. But she, in all her weakness and foolishness and baseness and nothingness, was incapable of loving IT. Perhaps it was not too much to ask of her, but she could not do it.
“But she could love Charles Wallace.
“She could stand there and she could love Charles Wallace.
“Her own Charles Wallace, the real Charles Wallace, the child for whom she had come back to Camazotz, to IT, the baby who was so much more than she was, and who was yet so utterly vulnerable.
“She could love Charles Wallace.
“Charles. Charles, I love you. My baby brother who always takes care of me. Come back to me, Charles Wallace, come away from IT, come back, come home. I love you, Charles. Oh, Charles Wallace, I love you.
“Tears were streaming down her cheeks, but she was unaware of them.
“Now she was even able to look at him, at this animated thing that was not her own Charles Wallace at all. She was able to look and love.
“I love you. Charles Wallace, you are my darling and my dear and the light of my life and the treasure of my heart. I love you. I love you. I love you.
“Slowly his mouth closed. Slowly his eyes stopped their twirling. The tic in the forehead ceased its revolting twitch. Slowly he advanced toward her.
“I love you!” she cried. “I love you, Charles! I love you!”
“Then suddenly he was running, pelting, he was in her arms, he was shrieking with sobs. “Meg! Meg! Meg!”
“I love you, Charles!” she cried again, her sobs almost as loud as his, her tears mingling with his. “I love you! I love you! I love you!”
As Meg discovered, true, unadulterated love is the strongest power in the universe and, quite literally, the answer to every question and every dilemma faced by any human in any experience at any time. The secret, and what this earth-school curriculum is all about, is how to learn to live a purified, true, real, living, breathing love for our self and for each other… correctly and continually. This is called “wisdom” (or “charity” in scriptural contexts). Wisdom gives clarity, direction and strength to the often ambiguous principle commonly called by that ubiquitous mortal term “love.” Experiencing the fullness of the e-motion “love” brings the experiencer incredible “joy,” while releasing that same energy outward for others to, potentially, receive from it as well.
So, what was Jesus alluding to in the above quoted scripture from John? “These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.” It is the same “word” that, according to Hebrew mystical tradition in the Kabbalah (which means “that which is received”) is the most sacred word that a person may create. It is called the Tetragrammaton (a Greek term that literally means the “four-lettered name”). This is the unpronounceable and most sacred name of God, using the Hebrew letters of “yod,” “hey,” “vav,” and “hey:” YHVH.
While there were many additional names that God was known by, this was the personal name of God, the name by which the Divine presence could be summoned, invoked, and incorporated into prayers, and which was properly used to pay homage. It is this name, the “unspeakable” and “personal” name of God, that was held so sacred that it was removed from the religious texts that form the basis of over one half of the world’s population. It is also, as proposed by some, the same name that has been found “encoded into the DNA of life itself.”
And what is a “name”? It is representative or symbolic of the character personified through envisioning the “works” of the person; or simply, that which that person is “known” for. When a name is spoken, an image of a person and WHAT THAT PERSON DOES OR DID is brought up in the hearer’s mind. Think “Hitler” or “Mother Teresa”, for example. The mental picture evoked by “the name” is a summation of the life and characteristics that that person lived, at least as it is “known” by the hearer.
This four-letter-word or “name” CAN NOT be spoken because it by-passes the vocal cords. This four-letter-word CAN NOT be spoken because it by-passes even thought itself. Indeed, the expression of this word can more properly be called a “song.” Each individual mortal will learn to sing this “new song,” although he or she will “sing” it in a way unique to him or her; in his or her own way. Its expression is not glorified through shouting nor confusion nor unseemly acts, but in a dignity of melting love and eternal poise and gentleness. It is the praise of the soul that pours forth from the “circumcised” heart (which no longer has a hardened “protective” shell, wall, or coating). It is only sung from a warm, swollen-open heart that cannot be withheld from utilizing ITS voice. It is joy unstoppable. It is the divine and pinnacle gift to humanity, though received and utilized by so very few… so far.
This “four-lettered,” “unspeakable name of God” is… *LOVE*!
It is the vibration that is brought forth through continual gentle-kindness, praise and gratitude for one’s own individual “self” and for all of mankind. It is encoded as “the name (or light) of Christ.” For those religious, it is consciously and publicly renewed at the time of “Baptism” when one, symbolically, chooses to live a life immersed in this “water” or e-motion or continual state of loving, grateful JOY… as a “Christ,” or “Master,” of this earth life. It is “given to every man who cometh into the world”… yet has yet to be seen, received, and used correctly; an un-acknowledged and apparently unrecognized gift of inestimable value that has been gathering dust and sitting on a shelf within humanity’s rib cage.
Yet, this is the gift that Meg was reminded of already having. This was the gift that she opened and used which saved both her brother and her self. This is the gift that I have learned is “beyond all comprehension” and is “unspeakable.” This is the gift that all humans everywhere can unwrap at any time to help change both their own life as well as the whole entire world. Just as a young child cannot fathom what the adults in a movie are really experiencing through a sexual experience, neither can one who has never felt this “orgasm of the heart” understand through the written or verbalized word alone. It truly is “beyond all comprehension” and “unspeakable.” Completely accepting this gift with one’s entire being as one would their “beloved” during sexual union is the uniting of “heaven” and “earth.” This is the “pearl of great price” that lies hidden, buried in the field (the body), awaiting the rightful time of discovery.
But… true *LOVE* is NOT “compassion.” Neither is it the surrendering of one’s *WILL* to any other mortal as Charles Wallace did to “IT” on Camazotz. No, true *LOVE* is so much more simple, pure and all-encompassing than that. True love is the correct worshiping of ALL THAT IS (which includes one’s individual “self”) with all one’s heart, might, mind and strength, continually and powerfully… while viewing and treating all other “individuals” likewise. This is the real embodiment of the first two “commandments”!
Indeed, it is by continually singing this “new song” that one finds that he has, as Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, arrived back home, having never really left it. As T. S. Elliot eloquently penned, “We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” It is only when we re-establish our pure and steady connection to ALL THAT IS that we “know the place (state of being, ‘home,’ our true Self) for the first time.”
So… how does one learn to speak this “unspeakable word” or sing this “new song” that resonates with such familiarity? One must, first and foremost, stop partaking of the “fruit of judgment” (from the “Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil”). ANY judgment at all! Although one gratefully acknowledges that all humans are unique and “special,” that makes no one, including one’s self, more or less “special” than any other.
When all outside thoughts and disturbances are silenced, one realizes she can hear this voice, this name, this song. Indeed, one can begin to disengage from any and all mortal attachments, judgments, hassles and illusions, cleaving more and more to his own peaceful heart to then be able to perceive, literally, a “tone” which has been quietly humming all along within his very being! This now audible tone within his own being is his “signature.” His name. His unique vibration in this uni-verse of humanity’s recital. Hearing this “tone” and living continually with the pure signal playing and recognizable, is like adjusting the knob to fine-tune a particular radio station. YOUR VERY OWN!
Doing this, and living in this manner is realizing the “a-tone-ment,” or rather, realizing what is meant by living purely and clearly with your own pure tone. This will only happen, as it did for Meg, by dissolving the chains of conformity, prejudices and “common sense” that have over-ridden the “original sense” of divine pure *love* that each of us truly hold “in common.” It is the voice of eternity calling one home, or inviting one to leave the rock-hewn path of sorrows, trials and heartbreaks and enter into the glory contained within the realms of Eternal Light. However, no matter how insistent the “call,” one must set himself to “receive,” “hear” and “obey,” or better, answer that “call” by reflecting and echoing it back through generating more of it in his heart and sending it back out to positively affect all of creation.
And how, then, does one “sing this new song”? I will now walk you through a very real immersion in it.
Here is how I practiced coming to hear, know, and make continually available for me this state of being.
I close my eyes and turn off or tune out all distractions. (Children do this naturally, but they also can additionally be taken through a sort of role-play to come to understand accessing this dimension.) Sit or lay down quietly. Be still. Relax and enjoy your self, your body and your inner “Real Self,” while you accept all that you’ve experienced together in life. Feel the unity of your mind, your peace, and your entire physical tabernacle. Nestle into this feeling. Luxuriate in the warmth of being YOU.
Then, think of one thing about yourself that you particularly appreciate. Your appreciation must begin with YOU, you accepting and mentally and emotionally acknowledging and relishing appreciation for one particular aspect of you. Allow yourself to dwell upon that aspect that is a part of who you are. Embrace it. Love it. Allow your acceptance of it to expand. Then bring into it another aspect of yourself that you can appreciate. Adore it. Worship it. Enjoy this experience and the feelings for as long as you want before proceeding to expand and enlarge the feeling further. Continue to do this until you can truly accept the entirety of who you are. Love yourself. See yourself as a helium balloon. You are expanding and lifting up into the sky, bright and warm, free!
Gone is every sense of wrong or regret. Letting all of the former pains go, you have no more gravity, but have expanded and united with all that is. Oh, how good this feels. This is delicious to every sense. This is real life. This is love in its purity. Bask in this as you expand even further.
When you are ready, use your imagination to bring whoever you want, even the entire earth and the totality of its humanity if desired, into your presence. See yourself releasing a valve in your heart to shower out warm love bubbles to surround and comfort those you have mentally brought forth. Wash them in your loving acceptance. You may actually think words to them if you’d like, or merely continue with the visual warm shower. If your love is too big to be contained in that one heart-valve, then open up every cell in your body and pour it forth.
Involve your breath. In—“Thank”, Out—“You”. In… and out… , deep and calm. “Thank” is the receiving inhale, “You” is the sending exhale. “Thank” “You.” “Thank” “You.” “I love” “You.” “I love” “You.” “Re”—“Joyce.” “Re”—“Joyce.” All is in harmony. Within YOU is the balance of receiving and giving… love. Peace. Wholeness and unity. You are cleansing with each in-breath the adulterated vibrations of your past and those of collective mankind. Inside your own heart-generator you are recycling and purifying each emotion before releasing them as originally given to the pristine planet back out to benefit any and all who then breathe them into their being. The higher you are able to “lift” yourself, to that height will you then be able to help lift another through your loving acceptance and joy-filled adoration of all that is YOU and, equally, all that is THEM.
Relax and enjoy this experience as often as you desire. At first, you may want to have one or two established times during your day that you participate. As you become more practiced and adept, you will be able to maintain this same harmony and peace throughout your entire day until it becomes an indelible part of you. Indeed, as you pay more and more attention to this “tone” and through your deep breathing warm shower send this love back out to mankind, this vibratory tone will become your homeostasis. It will begin to feel familiar. Anything else will be “foreign territory.” You will begin to sense that you have arrived… “HOME.”
Sesame Street’s “Kermit the Frog” is famous for singing the song entitled “The Rainbow Connection.” Indeed, the rainbow has long been a symbol representing peace, unity, connection and a reminder of a promise that living this way IS WORTH IT. But, just what is the 7-unique-yet-related-hues that are joined into one “arc” or “bow” (the “rainbow”) connecting? Perhaps the lyrics can shed some light. After all, as the story goes, a “pot of gold” is located at the other end. Additionally, just WHAT IS this “pot of gold” that one can access through the connective super-glue symbolized by the rainbow?
“Why are there so many songs about rainbows and what’s on the other side?
‘Rainbows are visions but only illusions and rainbows have nothing to hide.’
So we’ve been told and some choose to believe it. I know they’re wrong, wait and see.
Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection, the lovers, the dreamers and me.
“Who said that every wish would be heard and answered when wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that and someone believed it, and look what it’s done so far.
What’s so amazing that keeps us stargazing? And what do we think we might see?
Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection, the lovers, the dreamers and me.
“All of us under its spell, we know that it’s probably magic….
“Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices? I’ve heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors? The voice might be one and the same.
I’ve heard it too many times to ignore it. Is it something that I’m supposed to be?
Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection, the lovers, the dreamers and me.”
Though not “Kermit the Frog,” perhaps these words from a poem that I learned years ago could be said to be from “Kermit the Turtle”:
“I am HOME said the turtle
as he pulled in his head
and his feet and his tail…
I am HOME… and in bed!
No matter what inches and inches I roam…
when the long day is done…
I am always at home….”
In pondering further on Dorothy (from “The Wizard of Oz”) and her grand search to get back “home” and rejoin her “family,” she, like the “turtle,” “Kermit the Frog,” the youngster in the rec center’s “Kiddie Korner,” Meg, me, and each one of us “brothers and sisters,” “friends,” will one day finally discover that she was home all along.
Perhaps like many others, for most of my life, I held so tightly to “my” family and “my” children, caring for “my” home enclosed within “my” “white picket fence.” One of my greatest (and most difficult) learning experiences was letting even those relationships, attachments, expectations and hopes for a shared future… go. The grandest of surprises awaited that “detachment.” I found the most profound JOY hidden away within my own heart-generator in that release. Although beyond “logic” or the “common sense” acknowledged through the vastly held prejudices of conforming society… that very letting go allowed me to also release all judgment and love ALL people everywhere as “my family.” This then allowed for the return (on their own terms) of those who chose to be a part of my life… just because they *wanted* to be a part … and When and How they were each ready.
I have pondered on the question I was asked several times during my recent excursion to Ecuador: “When are you coming home?” And to my deeply felt response: “I AM home!” Indeed, I realized that, like the turtle, home is wherever I AM! “Love the one you’re with” defines one’s current “family” situation. Yes, the (family) circle, though global, can expand or contract, depending upon those in one’s immediate vicinity.
I have also pondered on the oft repeated scriptural injunction of having a “broken (open) heart and a contrite spirit” (tuned vibration/desires) and how central that is to opening the walls (shell) of one’s hardened heart, entering with “clean feet” (proper motives and direction) into the “Holy of Holies” and “coming home” to “the God who gave us life,” only to discover that “He”/”She” was there waiting patiently all along.
Although vastly and tragically misunderstood, this letting go of one’s walls of judgment surrounding the HEART is the REAL *circumcision*! The heart’s hardened outer seed-coating/ foreskin is cut away through the realization and acceptance of the love that we are. It can then swell and grow the essential tap root to anchor it into the soil of humanity. Then, the seed is capable of receiving the light and warmth from the sun (“Son”) which is the correct desires that match its pure vibration and original “blueprint” or idea for itself (“Father” or root). Developing farther, the seed or heart then grows into a branch, bearing delicious fruit (correct action) which is capable of feeding/ blessing another.
Just as the hard protective outer shell of the seed must crack open in order for that most “holy of holies” inside to be able to swell, bring in the necessary light and nutrients to grow, so must the hardened heart break in order to do its growing and further its life. If not, it remains as dead, asleep, life-less, unable to bear any fruit or receive, generate and send back out any joy. Yes, friends are necessary. Our hearts must experience those contracting and bursting experiences they provide. We truly need each other to grow!
Returning to John chapter 15, this time verses 1-10: “I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman. Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away; and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit. Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you. Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me. I am the vine, ye are the branches. He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit; for without me ye can do nothing. If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned. If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you. Herein is my Father glorified, that ye bear much fruit; so shall ye be my disciples. As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love. If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love; even as I have kept my Father’s commandments, and abide in his love.”
So… to each of my dear “friends”… may you feel of the love, the mutual respect and equality that I “shower” forth from my heart to you, as, together, united as “branches” attached to the same “vine,” fed from the same nourishing root, we bear and bring forth much delicious fruit, our own unique variety of JOY… for ourselves and each other. To share together. One Family. United in pure love as “The Tree of Life.”
In my pursuit of Real Truth, I have given up everything. Crawling through the “eye of the needle,” I have learned the *mysteries* and am now giving my life to assist YOU to dis-cover Who *YOU* really are, along with your unique gift to offer humanity. As you learn to seek (in the right place and with purified intent), you WILL find treasures of lasting value, along with every promised reward. Together, we will establish a society of humane beings and live life ALIVE, on PURPOSE, and with a sociality unequaled… because we will each BE and view each other as equally and profoundly DIVINE! Please… catch this Hope and Vision and join with me.