Introduction
Life! What on earth is life?
Life has taken many forms in your past, it is taking many forms now, and it will be taking many forms in your future. I put emphasis on your past and future because from the higher perspectives of Self, the past and future are merely dimensions of the Now. Your limited perception of Self and erudite allegiance to your physical mind hinder you from seeing that everything happens simultaneously. Like when you stir a cup of tea, there is tea behind the spoon and in front of it; as far as the spoon is concerned there is a past and future tea - for you, the stirrer of life, there is only one delicious, turbulent cup of tea… Now.
So life is a cup of tea is it? Well now I know - thanks for your invaluable council, how could I ever have imagined it to be a cup of coffee… Please tell me more, great Tetley in the sky.
Since the teacup analogy is obviously beyond you, I suggest you drop it and return to your coffee. May I resume?
Sure, you make little sense, but I am enjoying our conversation.
Ultimately there is only One Life. The forms this One supports are countless, not merely because of a vast numerical configuration, but because of movement and change within the configuration. Sort of like detonating a thousand tons of TNT and a second later trying to estimate the number of subatomic particles, their locations and the relative distances individually between them, over a period of a hundred years. A task only a god or an irreversible lunatic would undertake.
What you mistakenly call life is merely your mind and its contents. When we use the word “life” we have to include that which is truly living. That which you truly are – the true Light of being.
Now that was beyond me…what light are you talking about?
Yes, it is beyond and within all life. The light you perceive with your physical eyes is a relative light that can only exist in darkness, or rather; darkness and light are mere polarities of mind. Try and see that both night and day arise in what we call the Now: it is the Now which allows day and night, and for that matter everything else, to arise. The Now is a very important aspect, if not the body of this Life giving Light.
If you could remain in the Now for just a few minutes without referring to thoughts of the future and past, you would notice a lightness of being - it is this lightness of being that is the true Light, that which is beyond polarity. The lightness you sometimes experience when you are listening to my words is a reflection of this Living Light. When we listen with open, comfortable interest, it happens easily that we drift into a larger expression of the Now and a partial release from the mind constructions we call past and future. The Now is the One way we all share that leads us to the One Living Light.
What you refer to as life is the form aspect of this Living Light: the diversification of The One Light in form. This Living Light is moving in manifest and un-manifest directions, through countless possibilities, through innumerable lives and myriad deaths. You ask what life is? Because life is truly what is, it is everything - as it manifests in form it can be absolutely anything. However, all attempts to define and label Life’s essence are totally futile. All definitions belong to mind. Mind is the medium, or universal substance through which life manifests - it is the potter’s clay. The clay can never know the potter; likewise, mind can never know or define Life. Mind is limitation. Life’s essence is without limitation and so remains untouched by mind.
And my life, what is that?
Your life is with The One and is The One. As a “mind experience”, it can be known as a central point of radiance within you - a pin-prick of light so pure that even though it touches everything, it is touched by nothing. Its reality is so solid that diamonds become fluid in its presence; its stillness so absolutely unmoving that all that it touches vibrates. Everything moves because it is still; everything is becoming because it is in everything; its total emptiness fulfils everything that is known.
This is your life, a life so bright the physical sun becomes its shadow - you are Self, endlessly and tirelessly creating and exploring possibilities.
How wonderfully perfect - the fact that I experience life as being a manifestation of discomfort is surely my fault. Your words are indeed stirring but they have no practical use in my life. I am sorrowful, I am empty, I am alone. I feel fear, disgust, hate - this is my life. Your assertions are designed for fairies, the pure hearted, the gifted and to those to whom providence is a guiding friend.
I hear you clearly, but I do not understand you. Although your words give me comfort, no sooner have I grasped them and they have gone.
If you want to help me talk to me of this life, this pain that I am living, why I never get what I want. Tell me of mundane things; tell me of that which I can understand, answer the questions pertaining to this life so that I may at least suffer in knowledge.
The specific is always relative. Your questions of pain, fear and desire pertain to specific and individual needs; therefore, the answers are also specific, individual and at best relative. As the lion sinks its teeth into the terrified gazelle there is suffering and great joy. What business has the lion or gazelle to question this joy and suffering? The suffering of the gazelle eventually moves into joy as its life falls back upon its greater self and the group consciousness it is part of; it excels itself and lightens the world as it lets go of the small life. This is a movement away from darkness; the pain has now become pleasure and release. The lion moves on from pleasure, fattened by its kill, nourished by the gazelle’s flesh toward future hunger and pain.
You are not the discomfort you experience; you are the master of all your experiences. You are the artist of imagination, the voice of intuition, the light of inspiration. The world and the life you call painful is at your command, you need not entertain it with sorrow.
Of what use are your words to me and my infirm body, erratic emotions and confused mind? My limbs are made of lead, my feelings burn like sulphur and my mind is akin to a monkey’s cage. I need to know about what is real for me. If this reality I experience is mine, then why is it so difficult for me to live in it? Your visions tell me of joy, my sight knows only dismay. Leave your lofty abode in the sky and tell me of what is real for me!
My suffering may seem relative to you but for me it is everything that I know. It is to the problems of life I am addressed and I demand that you tell me of these things. It matters little to me whether the things I experience are relative, untrue, ungodly, the tricks of Lucifer or the games of the angels in light - if I am these glorious and all powerful things that you say that I am, I demand that you answer my questions.
Then Beloved Self, let us begin.
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Thanks. A very sophisticated but easy reading book, which satisfies well and delivers all it says. Excellent writing skills and intelligent choice of wise sayings to draw comparisons. Thoroughly enjoyed and will refer to it again and again .