Spiritual ThoughtsLife is the journey, not the destination.
Ego
The need of our Ego is to find fault outside ourself. We want to find sin in the world so we have something onto which we can hook our projections. If we looked fully at the insanity of the ego's thought system, we would no longer follow it. The ego is well aware that is continuity depends on us not looking deeply into our mind and it tells us to look in the world for the cause of our distress.
Forgiveness
We can only begin to the process of forgiveness when we start to realise how much alike we are to the person we wish to forgive. When we cannot forgive someone, it is because we cannot forgive ourselves for the same problem, albeit in another form. Forgiveness recognises that what we thought was done to us, we truly did to ourselves, for only we can deprive ourselves of the peace of God. We forgive others for what they have not done to us, not for what they did, and true forgiveness recognises an attack as a call for love. Forgiveness is thus a shift in perception. We must stop pointing our finger at people and situations and accusing them of hurting us and see that they are mirroring to us the areas we have not heald and forgiven in ourselves. In fact these people and situations merit our thanks for showing us what is in our unconscious mind. Without them we would not see the forces that drive us.
Sickness
At first thought, it seems an insame idea that we would want to choose to be sick. The ego sees value in pain. The pain makes the body, and thus the ego real. Sickness is a defence against the truth. It describes how the ego seeks to protect itself by advising us to get sick if truth comes too close to us.
These are short examples taken from the book "Healing the Cause"
*An Excuse is worse and more terrible than a lie: for an excuse is a lie guarded
* Where your attention is, is where you are, for you are your attention
*We cannot see ourselves, that is why we need mirrors. You are my mirror and I am yours
* One can only face in others, what one can face in oneself
* What you resists persists, what you accept heals and transforms
The Gift of an Illness very inspiring!!
The Gift of Love. I've learned how much I'm cared for by many people. I've been blessed with an overwhelming abundance of love and support from my family, friends, community, church, people from my past. There has been a steady stream of visitors, calls, flowers, gifts. offers of help. Ride pools arranged. Support groups. Reconnecting with old friends. Making new friends.
I've reached out for help and people have responded
The Gift of Mindfulness. Living in the moment. Appreciating a special minute with a child, husband, friend, now tinged with sadness. The beauty of stalks of wheat against the snow. The opulent sounds of a symphony. Many minutes are gifts.
Being really there, for this precious moment
The Gift of Time. Within poignant limits friendship blossoms with such glorious sweetness and fullness. Conversations with a daughter to last a life time.
The knowledge that endless time is an illusion makes the time we have immeasurable.
The Gift of Honesty. Taking risks. Letting go of and resolving past conflicts. Forgiving and being forgiven.
Speaking from the heart about what is really important.
The Gift of Learning to Receive. This is a hard one for me, because I've been such a caregiver - to my family, my friends, my clients. Receiving is hard because it's part of letting go of what I can no longer do, giving up control, acceptance of what is. Learning to ask for what I need.
Receiving is giving full circle, for in receiving I still am giving
The Gift of Discovering Family Strength. In our family, we are completely honest and open. We work out new roles in the family, new ways of relating to each other and helping each other. It is an up and down, painful process. Little by little people's strengths shine through.
Faith that the family is resilient and strong. Faith that the family will go on.
The Gift of Humour. We are able to joke. Take a break fromcancer. Laugh at the world, at ourselves. We are able to joke about my illness. Tumor humor. There are perks after all. No bad hair days. You get a lot of hats as presents. You have an excuse for forgetting someone's name.
Humor gets us through some of the darkest times
The Gift of a Spiritual Journey. This is a very personal journey. It is an exploration of the meaning one gives to life, to one's own life, to after life. For me, it has been a pilgrimage of coming full circle back to what I knew all along, but am now seeing in a clearer, wiser way. It has been about accepting whe we can and can't control. It has been about how the walls of religion are really the walls of humankind. It has been about how we are more similar than different.
The journey for me has been about humanity and faith. It has been about accepting the darkness and the light. These are the gifts of an illness......... Author unknown
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