Metanoia

Deer tracks?

       I ran hard and fast from D’s question last night, what is spirituality?  Well, I don’t like the word; seems so empty and noncommittal to me.  Our discussion connects to another D’s Monday reminder, (paraphrasing) happy is he who believes, happy is he who does not believe, woe to him in the middle.  Another pertinent aphorism came up yesterday, pouring from the empty into the void. 

       Our “conclusion” regarding the S question:  in Work, all is material, including God, the Absolute. So “an angel is a gd angel.”  Spirit is vibration, energy, electro/magnetic in the electric universe which has changed everything.  You have to grasp the Ray of Creation. And BP reminded us, spirit is breath, that which is inspired.

        This morning Lee vL posts Meister Eckhart sermon 7 wherein 

          “So that nothing remains be hidden in God that is not revealed to me, there must appear to me nothing like God, no form, for no form can reveal God’s nature or essence. So far as image or form remains, one will never be one with God. To be one with God, there must be no thing imagined or brought forth, so that nothing is hidden within being, that is not seen and at once cast out”

       Then Lee concludes, 

    “And above all, perhaps this particular passage reminds me of my own teacher, Betty Brown, who said to me near the end of her life, in a loving and confidential way—as she always did—

The things that we love the most are the first things that have got to go. 

Can I let myself go? 

Everything? 

This is a daunting prospect, and yet we are called to do so. 

For in the face of the Lord we are less than nothing, and all things we can know or might know become glory in that light. 

In Christ’s name we pray. 

Amen. 

Amen. 

Amen.”

    I announced about spirituality last night, I haven’t written that book yet, and all I can say is what others have already said.  (God help me. IJN)

     This is what it feels like not to know, not to trust self. Can’t then allow self to trust God but must plead frantically for presence of Holy Spirit to fill the void. I’m falling between the stools.

      If I see that’s where I am, then hope for change arises.  God help me.  Lord have mercy.