Lots of chances to foget

In toto

 

The morning five, That love may enter, Lee van Laer Substack today:

I search for exactly the right point in being 

from here where I am 

to come into relationship with stillness 

without doing anything. 

I allow the body to breathe in its own way

paying close attention to its authority. 

And in this way, instead of doing anything, I begin to inhabit this body. 

And the immediate impression 

is that the whole body is composed not of flesh and bone, 

but of energy and influences. 

Forces that flow into being here energetically. 

And that every cell and molecule here is alive with this energy, 

already vibrating at a very fine rate of vibration. 

It already contains so much presence and is so alive 

that it exceeds my understanding and my authority. 

And so I inhabit this energy of sensation here in the body

and it penetrates more and more deeply 

until there is no distinction between the energy 

and the molecular substance of the body. 

This is the place where the energy begins to deposit itself. 

Feeding the root of everything that creates life here. 

Contributing to the foundation of the root of the soul. 

And without me doing anything 

the vibration aligns itself naturally in such a way 

that a call goes out for assistance. 

The whole being body of the second order 

in more alignment. 

All of the attention forms a  living connection with the energy. 

I begin to learn about the taste of this food for being, 

and how essential it is 

for the cosmological purposes of life. 

And here is where the song of love begins. 

In the place where I sing the body electric,

the song of souls, 

the song of truth and being. 

I began to understand 

that this is a song that sings itself, 

inviting me to attend quite precisely, 

that love may enter

Water in a desert

 

Conflation? No.  Ugly drawing 

That’s what Baruch’s compassionate email delivered to me. Thank you, Lord, for such a friend, who seems made in your image to me. 

  And thank you for my dear brother. He’s the easiest one in the family to talk to. Bless him. IJN

“The fulcrum of healing is found in a balance between the disease and family.”  Hon Sat, Healing Cancer with Qigong

Harvest

 

Delicious stolen apples from my neighbors

 “ And if your love really is so pure, so detached, and so bare in itself, that you love naught but goodness and God, then it is a certain truth that all the virtuous deeds performed by all men are yours, as perfectly as if you had performed them yourself, and even purer and better.” M. Eckhart Ser 12 fr Lee Substack Inner Christianity today

   This strikes me as the flipside of E’s Attribution to Buddhism Friday that anything happening to any person in the world can happen to you. That seems more secular somehow, whereas the above seems more sacred and desirable.

Lee’s commentary is encouraging:

“ And there is nothing greater in this life than God’s grace, God’s love, and God’s goodness, which can indeed flow into your being. 

We need but open our hearts for this truth to arrive in us. And oh, that is so strangely difficult. Yet it should not be. 

For love and goodness are already here within all things throughout creation. 

We just fail to notice them. 

And it is because we do not have the sensation of God in our being. 

But we can find it if we search.”

         I admit that I thought I am no longer a seeker, I have already found. It seems I’m wrong. There are other steps to climb  Help me, Jesus, to continue the search  

Lord, I’m afraid

 

51 today

We want to protect her she wants to protect us. Lord help us.  We just lump is huge. Nosy very til Christmas!!!  

What if this is the last time we meet in any apparent health?  I want to panic. Abide with us. 

Whither. Wither?

 

Changing

Just as my eye cannot speak and my tongue cannot recognize colors, so love cannot incline to anything but goodness and God. M. Eckhart set 22. On Lee Substac

Is there a time when I am not in the middle of confusion and doubt?

Sleep all day

 

What a strong wind looks like

Lord wake me up. I can’t seem to rouse myself Thank you for a smoother day for S. Odd how I’ve been away from Anyone. How do you talk to my neighbors as I am thankful for them. And for another beautiful day. And for my sweet little dog. Help me to be fair to him. And to A And to museum.