I love you, gentlest of Ways,

Who ripened us as we wrestled with you.

You, the greatest homesickness we could never shake off,

You, the forest that always surrounds us,

You the song we sang in every silence,

You dark net threading through us,

On the day you made us you created yourself,

And we grew sturdy in your sunlight…

Let your hand rest on the rim of Heaven now

And mutely bear the darkness we bring over you.

Rainer Maria Rilke’s poem Ich Liebe dich, du sanftestes Gesetz, written in his Book of Hours, is filled with unity. Rilke had a sense of his creator and he did not feel like he was separated from his source; he was a functioning part of it. Some would say that is blasphemy, a distorted concept that degrades the source of all life and belittles it.

Humanity in its flawed state of existence shows little signs of its maker, unless I begin to examine other aspects of my own mind. The question is who’s right and that question and the debate it has created, has filled our history books with war, destruction and hatred. The violence that has been created is the darkness that Rilke mentions. In my struggle to expand in consciousness I have created fragments of my self. I choose to be a separate entity, but there are other components of my consciousness that have not made that choice.

Everyone is free to choose what to believe and how to believe it physically. I have been educated to perceive using my five senses and that is my reality. Anything that does not fit into that arena of beliefs is considered false or not verified. By limiting my awareness to my external senses I have separated my self in thoughts and actions from any other reality, unless I consider my self confused, distorted or sick. I have locked my self in a padded cell with no windows and ask for help from someone or something that will save me from my own creation. I live on one plane of knowing and it slowly begins to crumble in on me.

While I’m locked in this cell I do feel another part of me, but shake it off as mental illusions. I do sense a part of me that functions independently, but fear that it is a demon that will overwhelm me and I will be lost forever. My mind takes me on a separate journey but my five senses are still in the cell trembling in fear. My ignorance of other aspects of my self inhibits me from knowing who I am and what I am capable of remembering.

The shift in consciousness as it is called now is the key that unlocks my self created cell. I am remembering that I have more than five senses in fact, I have many more than that.

Jane Roberts explains it this way:

Everything on your plane of existence is a materialization of something that exists independent of your plane. Therefore within your senses there are other senses that perceive inward. Your regular senses perceive an outer world. The sense within them, that is the recognizable senses, perceive and create an inner world that perceives only part of an inner world. Your regular senses are limited to the plane which you inhabit. You see, feel, touch and perceive so much outwardly and feel, touch, see and perceive so much inwardly you actually exist on many planes but are ignorant of that fact; your physic focus, your concentration on your physical senses only, blocks out many more of your inner perceptions.

Survival on a particular plane depends upon your concentration in that plane. When survival is more or less satisfied by attention, then you can avail yourself the opportunity to turn your attention elsewhere. As your ability grows in relation with the environment of your plane then you can afford to look around, use the inner senses, and enlarge your scope of activity.

Rilke’s work contains elements of his inner senses. He was aware of his connection to his source and used his five senses to describe it as best he could. There is a part of him that still exists in complete unity with his creator and he expresses that union in oneness not separation. Rilke’s outer survival is satisfied and his attention is focused on his inner world where there is no separation.

The quest to be less ignorant and to recognize my inner world is a daily exercise. My greatest homesickness is becoming less of a sickness and more of a joy, because I am remembering some of my other senses. I am satisfied that I will always survive as consciousness and that I am creating my physical life using my belief systems and the choices I perceive. One of my choices is to wrestle less and accept more. I grow sturdy in the sunlight of my inner senses, my hand touches the rim of heaven and my darkness disappears in my united consciousness.

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Refreshing the wind against the waterfall

As the moon hangs, a lantern, on the peak

And the bamboo window glows. In old age mountains

Are more beautiful than ever. My resolve:

That these bones be purified by rocks.

The work of Jakushitsu Genko is considered a specialty in Japan. He wrote these thoughts in the 14^th century. Jakushitsu was a hermit most of his life, but in his later years he began teaching what he had remembered while spending time with nature. His poetry is considered Zen thought and trying to make sense of his words is exactly what Zen is not. His free flowing expression is like the wind against a waterfall; the water is moved yet stays consistent within its focused stream. My life can be described that way. The winds of change have moved my focus to the left or right of my path over the years, but I continue to travel towards my destination.

That destination is but a thought as my moon of consciousness acts as a lantern on the peak of my focused mind. It’s has no name unless I give it one, it has no substance until I create an idea and shape it within my own consciousness. I travel over mountains of pain and cross the valley of fear, looking for my stream of remembering that flows unrestricted somewhere in the canyon of my thoughts.

Days become months and then years and little by little I change my thoughts about this great journey to nowhere. A flame glows through my bamboo window of time and I find my self getting closer to a fork in the road where my choices become the purified rocks of solid beliefs. These beliefs carry me to my destination as my dreams become the bones of tomorrow’s form. Step by step I walk through time gathering thoughts and manifesting forms in order to reach the place of no form.

Another 16^th century Japanese poet named Genko explains my journey this way

Unaware of illusion or enlightenment,

From this stone I watch the mountains, hear the stream.

A three day rain has cleansed the earth,

A roar of thunder split the sky.

Ever serene are linked phenomena,

And though the mind’s alert, it’s but an ash heap.

Chilly, bleak as the dusk I move through,

I return, a basket brimmed with peaches on my arm.

And so it is, I watch from this stone of beliefs and see the mountains and hear the stream as a light rain of awareness cleanses the earth. The roar of connection splits my beliefs and like a cloud filled sky I sense the color filled inner world within me. My ego consciousness is but a heap of ash, chilly and dark but flickering with a spark of oneness. My inner consciousness returns to light the fire as I am drawn to it carrying a basket of peaches in my arms. The peaches are my inner senses glowing in the flame of unity.

In old age the mountains and the valleys are more beautiful than ever; the peaches ripe and ready to experience. Slowly I look up at the blue sky as the thunder and rain find another self and open another reality for me. My bones are purified by the rocks of my beliefs and I appreciate my journey of consciousness and continue to travel to another mountain filled with flowers of wellness and fruit filled trees of awareness. I arrive but never leave the place I started from kissing the rocks and the stones of my beliefs.

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Perhaps it is time that we stop seeing the human being as the evil agent. We have enormous power. Scientists estimate there are between 108 and 111 elements. Thus far, 90 elements have been verified in the human body. If we consider that the human body is a universe within itself, it is natural to conclude we carry within us all the elements. According to Buddhism the human being is born with 108 earthly desires such as attachment, jealousy, vanity, confusion and so on. It is logical to conclude that these 108 earthly desires have counter-parts in the 108 elements.

That message was written by Masaru Emoto in his best selling book Hidden Messages in Water, published in 2001. It’s easy to forget the make-up of my human body. It does what it does on its own, or that’s what I think, but there is a part of me that is reshaping, rebuilding this form I call home in every moment of physical reality, but I unaware of that fact. Not only am I composed of elements I seem to forget, but I am one complete vibration that resonates with the other vibrations that surround me. Perhaps it’s time modern medicine examined the cause not the effect of my illnesses.

Emoto did a study and found that vibrations created by irritation are equivalent to the vibrations of the element mercury. Anger vibrates with lead and sadness and sorrow vibrate with aluminum. Uncertainty is related to cadmium, despair to steel and stress to zinc.

John Davis a water scientist did a study of how the position of the stars affected water. Using water containing various minerals, he tested how easily paper soaked up the water when the stars were in certain positions. He found that when Saturn has a large influence on the earth, lead responded by being soaked up by the paper, while elements such as copper, silver and steel showed little or no response. He concluded that Saturn and lead have a close connection, and since lead resonates with the vibration of anger, there is a close relationship with our emotional state and that of the planets as well.

All of this information is interesting but what’s the point? Well if I have 108 earthly desires that I believe are negative feelings, I can change those negative emotions into positive emotion by my vibrations. In this world of dualities there is an opposite wave of emotion for every negative one and when the positive and the negative are combined the negative emotion disappears. The point is that I can change my state of wellness by my thoughts about who I am.

If I make my self sick because of the emotion of hatred, I can changed that to the emotion of appreciation and begin the healing process. If anger is my present emotion then kindness will absorb that vibration; fear with courage, anxiety with peace of mind, pressure with presence of mind. As Emoto said, I have enormous power to heal my self, if I believe I can.

The real point is that medicine can be viewed from the standpoint of vibration and the interrelationship of my emotions and the elements that make up my human anatomy. Rather than prescribing something to block pain why not find the root of the pain within my emotional and vibrational state of being? When not use my vibrations to identify the source of my dis-ease; perhaps its time that our doctors become philosophers instead of mechanics.

 When I study ancient civilizations the doctor in their communities were shamans and priests that exhorted the people to follow the laws of nature, live their lives correctly and make use of the healing powers in nature. They treated the human consciousness and had no need for hospitals or doctors. Sure there was death, but they understood that death is an individual choice to change focus and that choice was honored by the community. They understood the power of vibration and how emotions create dis-ease in the vibrational frequency of the human form.

Positive thinking heals the body. It strengthens the immune system and healing begins. By being aware of my vibrations, being in sync with my positive emotions and believing in more than what I experience using my five senses, I can change my well being. I am complete consciousness that vibrates in the natural state of love and appreciation. Evil is not a reality unless I make it one. My health is my responsibility and I have the power to heal my body when I use my thoughts and beliefs in harmony with my inner consciousness.

If you examine all the medicines there is none more effective than love and gratitude combined. That is my natural state of consciousness.

Emoto did a study with water where he heated water in a microwave oven and then observed the impact of the magnetic field on crystals. He used two types of water: distilled and water from the tap that were exposed to the words love and gratitude. The crystals formed by the distilled water were deformed and incomplete. The water from the tap formed complete crystals. Love and gratitude were able to make the water immune to the damaging effects of the magnetic field. I am composed of water, elements and emotions in this human state of being. Using my inner consciousness to express my self in this physical reality, I experience the healing effects of its power.

It’s time to start vibrating physically in my natural state of wellness. Perhaps then my need for heath care will vibrate in harmony with my positive emotions and the word health will be understood as an emotional choice, rather than a fragile commodity. My health cares when I vibrate to heal my self.

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Loud as a trumpet
In the vanguard of an army
I will run ahead and proclaim.

My words will be sweet to hear.
My people will drink them like wine
And not get drunk.

And on spring nights, when few remain
Around my tent, I will make music as soft
As northern Aprils, that hover,
Late and tender, around each leaf.

So my voice becomes both a breath and a shout.
One prepares the way, the other
Surrounds my loneliness with angels

Rainer Maria Rilke's poem, Ich will ihn preisen. Wie vor einem Heere, written in his Book of Hours collection translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy, is a voice of spirit. Rilke uses simple metaphors to describe the inner feelings of awareness. Written over 100 years ago, Rilke played a trumpet of enlightenment in a world covered with ignorance, confusion and fear. His sweet words started to change a narrow-minded society’s concept of their own consciousness.

In his loneliness he found his angels and felt another aspect of his life that had been hidden by a form of educated brain washing that began long before his physical appearance in the collective consciousness. He was a subjective messenger that used poetry like a cleansing wind that separates the dead branches of fear from the tree of physical life. His work is a cornerstone in the foundation of subjective awareness that is now called post conventional or transpersonal thought.

The 20th century Japanese poet Shinkichi Takahashi explained poetry as a light form that brings subjectivity to the dark filled world filled of objectivity. I find myself living in a world that focuses on my objectivity and pays little attention to my subjectivity. It’s hard for me to comprehend the complexity and diversity of my own inner consciousness, so I block it from my mind and cruise through life consciously using my ego as the vehicle of choice. It’s my choice to function physically as a partial entity, and then I create a mysterious story about the other aspects of my self by using objectivity and logic as my basic tools. My other tools sit in my garage of forgetfulness getting rusty and dusty while I build my flimsy concept of truthfulness.

This concept of dualistic forgetfulness follows me through physical life as I create a personality that conforms to the laws of objectivity until I begin to sense something deep within me. It’s like the faint sound of a trumpet that is playing a familiar song. The melody gets louder and I find myself listening more intently to notes of this enchanting harmony. Suddenly without warning my ego begins to project visions of destruction on the computer screen of my mind. I question my purpose and the meaning of physical life itself and my role in it. All the objective answers fall off the table of my one reality and land on a floor of illusions. The reality of my subjectivity has begun the process of enlightenment and I begin to open my mind to its existence. When the winds in my mind become filled with the music of my inner consciousness, I taste life for the first time and my faint physical voice becomes a shout of awareness.

This scenario is a rerun of consciousness, but its manifests as an expanded version of itself. I am constantly changing in consciousness and I use my ego as a guide in order to experience the contrast that fuels the winds of awareness. If not for my objectivity I would be unable to remember other aspects of my self. Forgetfulness is the essential ingredient for the awakening of my subjectivity. All my physical experiences lead me to that one moment when I begin to hear my internal trumpet. There is no right or wrong way to forget or to remember, it just happens as I create it.

As Rilke explains my voice is both a breath and a shout. My objective breath prepares the way for my subjective shout and my life becomes a Mecca of awareness where loneliness no longer traps me. My angels surround me drinking the wine of oneness and toasting poetry for its Godliness.

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Human beings are born and begin their evolution through the great spiral of consciousness, moving from archaic to magic, to mythic to rational to perhaps integral, and from there perhaps into genuinely transpersonal domains. But for every person that moves into integral or higher, dozens are born into the archaic. The spiral of existence is a great unending flow, stretching from body to mind to soul to spirit, with millions upon millions constantly flowing through that great river from source to ocean. No society will ever simply be at an integral level, because the flow is unceasing, although the center of gravity of a culture can indeed drift upward, as it has over history. But the major problem remains not, how can we get everybody to the integral wave or higher, but how can we arrange the health of the overall spiral as billions of humans continue to pass through it, from one end to the other, year in and year out.

Ken Wilbur is a leading proponent of the integral movement and founded the Integral Institute in 1998. He writes on psychology, philosophy, mysticism, ecology and spiritual evolution. The quote above comes from his book, A Theory of Everything.

The fact that some humans have become aware of a greater aspect of themselves is plaster all over our modern communication tools. Everywhere I look I see people trying to help other people feel what they feel, and change their beliefs to reflect the new age concept of being. Countless books, radio, TV and internet outlets have been created to bring awareness to a higher mode of knowing what humanity is and what it is not. This awareness is not organized in a formal style of religion but it shows signs of having all the earmarks of this kind of social group. The term green conservationists and other words that identify with this new age method of defining mankind, forms its own outline of a religious or political group, but calls it something else.

There is a line drawn in the sand between what is called the blue group of humanity and the stages below blue, and this green group. Each one discounts or disapproves of the methods the other uses to express their reality. It’s history repeating itself. Humans do what they always have done and that is fight against something that they fear, because it is not understood. Humans fear change even though they change in every moment. Rather than embracing the similarities in each other, a wall of fear is erected between the two groups and a war begins. There must be a victor and a loser in order for righteousness to prevail, when in fact both sides agree more than they disagree.

As Ken explains, every human goes through the same spiral of consciousness. Different stages of awareness are experienced by each individual consciousness in order for that aspect of consciousness to expand in that moment. There is a progression of awareness that appears linear in order for us to experience it, but in another dimension it is all happening simultaneously. Consciousness is action that is constantly changing in order to expand and become. Diversity and contrast are the tools used to effect that change. Conflicts develop because of beliefs not because there is a difference of consciousness. All consciousness is connected and is at some level fully aware of all the aspects of its own multidimensionality.

The question is how can this unity be accepted in a world filled with fear? How can humans accept each level of their journey through the spiral without judgment? How can a collective consciousness filled with material things change their focus and thoughts about their own stage of awareness? The answer is an individual one; each entity will proceed through the spiral as they choose. But by using integral thought humans can move the center of awareness to a level that unites instead of separates, that teaches more than judge, and assists more than fights other levels of individual experiences.

When the collective consciousness embraces an integral approach to physical living, solutions will manifest. The educational system will embrace and expand this integral vision. Businesses that are filled with fragmented illusions of gains will seek more a balance approach and will begin to return rewards of all kinds to their employees and investors. Health care that is burdened by the weight of its own importance will benefit from the integral approach and the mercy it reflects. Wellness will be put ahead of money. Governments will be able to recognize the similarities in all countries and collectively form alliances that bring about a more caring approach to all life. In unity the world will be able to see itself as it is; a spiraling form of consciousness that is ever expanding in its own reality.

By blue accepting green to make turquoise another world begins to manifest. Acceptance in diversity reigns and all life is respected because it is recognized as another aspect of the whole of consciousness. Each level in the great spiral finds the answers that bring food to the millions that are starving, health care to the millions who have none, and education to the millions who deserve it. I can then call myself turquoise and see a little blue and green in everything.

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There are no mistakes.
The events you bring upon yourself,
No matter how unpleasant,
Are necessary in order to learn
What you need to learn.

Whatever step you take,
Is necessary to reach the place
you’ve chosen to go.

Richard Bach wrote that in his book Messiah’s Handbook. Richard born in 1936 is a direct descendant of the great composer by the same name and is the author of several very popular books. His work Jonathan Living Seagull written in the 70’s, is a good example of how Richard views physical limitations and mortality. To him they are merely appearances, illusions created by his thoughts.

Just yesterday I was apologizing for a mistake I felt I made. Something I said or did was not acceptable by the standards that someone else established as correct. I went against the grain of acceptance and then I accepted that as a mistake. I believed that I was wrong and by making that judgment I separated my self from my inner truth. If I realize that my choices have a direct influence on how I feel about my self I can begin to change the choices I make.

In this world of duality the mistake is an everyday event. No matter what choice I make there will be a judgment; and there will be an action to counter my action. That is the world of separation operating in all its glory. The system is based on control and I try to control everything but the one thing I can control and that’s my choices.

Consciousness is action. It is an expression of creation in diverse physical and non-physical forms. The nature of my consciousness is expansion and I grow by the choices I make. From those choices I live the probabilities that develop and I experience physical life. I can believe these choices come from my inner consciousness; my family of consciousness, or I can think they are manifestations of just a part of that consciousness which I call my ego. Whatever I believe I will experience.

By believing my choices are ego driven I call them mistakes when they don’t meet the standard that my separated consciousness calls acceptable. So mistakes are tools for remembering. Remembering I can make choices using more than my ego, but I have been trained to ignore that ability and allow my ego to rule my physical life.

The illusion becomes real and the lessons are blooming like a field of buttercups and I learn to remember by experiencing the pain of separation. When I change my thoughts about who I am, my reality becomes multidimensional. I am able to feel other aspects of my consciousness and embrace them as a real part of my self; the self that is uniting in the awareness of more than one reality. Reality becomes a blending of consciousness and I begin to understand why mistakes are tools not disease.

Each minute is another choice, each day another lesson. Step by step I am action going to where I want to go. My mistakes are my choices and I take responsibility for them. I accept and forgive myself for my thoughts of separation because each one gives me the opportunity to become aware of my multidimensional existence.

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Ethical people recognize their mistakes as simply mistakes. They heal the past and themselves by correcting their errors, forgiving themselves, and learning as much as they can in the process. In this way they gradually become free of the past, their minds cease to be junkyards of painful memories and guilty secrets, and they come fresh and clean to each new moment of experience.

Guilt ridden people see their mistakes as unforgivable sins and punish themselves unmercifully. They do not heal or learn from the past; rather, they continue to punish themselves for it and thereby remain tied to it.

Roger Walsh M.D. Ph.D wrote those words in his book Essential Spirituality. The road from a guilt ridden mind to an ethical one is filled with all sorts of debris that I have accumulated over the years. All through my early years ethics was hammer into my head, but my head was filled with guilt because I felt I was not good enough to be true to my self or anyone else. I had to fake it and talk one game and live another, because I was confused and in a state of shock from being a fragmented human. I created a life that I thought would appease the beliefs of others and my ethics sat in a corner of an empty room in my mind. I knew it was there, but conformity was more important than honesty.

I innately have a sense of honesty, but the desire to be accepted in a society that regards material achievement more than inner responsibility, convinced me to use guilt to function in its place, so living a lie become my first nature. Everybody lies and in believing that, I create the evil that I fear and fight against in daily life.

As St Paul said:

I can will what is right, but I cannot do it.

For I do not do the good I want.

But the evil I do not want is what I do.

The road to ethical transformation is filled with the evil I created by my belief system and the expression of those beliefs. Beliefs are thought reinforced by imagination and emotion concerning the nature of my reality. If I want to be ethical I must believe I am.

Jane Roberts puts it this way:

Examine your beliefs, realize that they form your experience, and consciously change those that do not give the effect you want. In such an examination you will be aware of many excellent beliefs that work for you. Trace these through. See how they were followed by your imagination and emotions. If possible, look into your own past for points where recognizable new ideas came to you and beneficially changed your experience.

Ideas not only alter the world constantly, they make it constantly.

The idea of opening closed doors in my mind is a stimulating one. I find my self remembering my innate virtues and begin to express them. Little by little I relax and allow my inner senses to guide my physical expression.

Buddha explains:

Do not belittle your virtues,

Saying, “They are nothing.”

A jug fills drop by drop

So the wise person becomes brimful of virtues.

I am a jug that is being filled drop by drop, and sooner or later I find my self doing things like being with a friend in a time of pain and focusing on them instead of my self; or speaking the truth in a meeting when no one else seemed willing to; or helping a lost child find her parents in a mall or social gathering. I find comfort in being aware of the impact I have on others by being true to my self in each physical experience. Gradually my truth replaces the guilt and I forgive my self for being an empty jug in a fear-filled past.

The ethics that I long to see in my political and social systems start with me, and what I believe to be true. It seems the collective system works as Mark Twain describes it:

Truth is so very precious; man is naturally economical in its use.

It’s time to reach into my bank of ethics and make some withdrawals. By assessing each situation and finding what is true to me innately, I begin to change the system. At times the truth is hidden under a bed of fear and anger and it must be moved by new and fresh ideas; ideas that spring from the ethics that I find so naturally within me.

I have everything I need within me to change the system I created. I have the ability to experience truth in government, religion and social justice. All I need to do is release my guilt and accept my self as being human as well as connected consciousness. If I allow my inner ethics to express my beliefs, they will be truthful, compassionate and addictive in positive change. My ideas change my world and everything in it. Now is the time to become the man made of my ideas and turn a junkyard of pain into a showcase of truth.

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Shake a bowl of water and after all the agitation, it will revert to calm. There is a dynamic dance ingrained in the nature of things. Everything proceeds in a rhythmic fashion. And within those rhythms are seasons and cycles. All that exists is alive and in flux, from the music of the spheres to the music of our emotions. Learn to dance to that music, matching music to movement, and you’ll have mastered much of the artistry of life.

That wonderful message was written by Martin Aronson in his book: Jesus and Lao-Tzu The Parallel Sayings. You know he’s on to something, there is a dynamic dance ingrained in me. There is a world of sound, light and electromagnetic energy flowing through my cells, organs and blood stream. I tend not listen to this symphony of energy that compose my body and brain, I’m too busy with what I see around me and forget where it’s all coming from.

Dancing to the music of my inner self is something that I was never taught to do. External etiquette and proper accepted behavior was more important than understanding the nature of my inner world. That was turned over to a church and even then the lessons did not include a decent description of who I was innately, it just explained who I was not. I learned to read and write and to accept my self as a flawed human and go on from there, wondering if I would ever heal from a condition that someone else said I had. The physical journey is uncharted territory and I have to believe that I will be okay by duplicating the beliefs of my peers.

Physical life is a prayer, but I don’t know how to pray for my self, I seemed to be praying for my peers and what they believe about themselves. I am lost in a world of faith, but have no faith in my self. My body mind and soul are mysteries that function on their own and I’m almost completely unaware of the power that rests within me. Every now and then I catch a glimpse of another aspect of me, but I quickly hind it under a bed of fantasy.

Sri Nisargadatta explains what I do this way:

We know the outer world of sensations and actions, but of our inner world of thoughts and feelings we know very little. The primary purpose of meditation is to become conscious and familiar with our inner life. The ultimate purpose is to reach the source of life and consciousness.

Meditation is prayer. It is seeing another aspect of my consciousness that is a whole part of me. I don’t have to sit quietly to meditate; meditation is done by feeling all my experiences. Feeling them from the inside…out. It’s allowing my inner symphony to play externally through each physical experience. It’s breaking antiquated automatic habits down by becoming aware of them.

 A Sufi thought is:

The best act of worship is watchfulness of the moments.

Mindful meditation allows me to recognize and appreciate the nuances of physical life and accept them; the aroma of food, the background rhythms of music, the tapestry of colors in nature and the beauty in all life. Using my inner senses I am able to experience my outer senses in a completely different way.

  Patanjali wrote:

From this meditation are born intuitive clarity, and finest hearing, finest touch, finest sight, finest taste and finest smell.

My unconscious becomes conscious in any form of meditation. I wake up from the ordinary trance I call living and sense another world and other selves within this inner paradise. 

St Paul wrote:

A veil lies over their minds

And Islam added to this metaphor by claiming:

Seventy thousand veils lie over their minds

Regardless of the number of veils, I am able to eliminate them by using my inner consciousness consciously. Concentration and focus directs my attention and mindfulness of my inner senses brings awareness to each experience. The days that surround me are no longer automatic replays of each other; they are a conscious expression of who I am. I am always changing and expanding in the movement of every musical choice and probability.

I dance to the music of my inner symphony matching music to movement and I become an artist that creates the lyrics, the instruments and the sound of my source in a majestic display of mindful meditation.

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We want to understand new situations as inevitable consequences of the past, and not as a result of the choices we presently make. We try to make sense of the new, basing it on the old to minimize our risk and responsibility. In other words, we make up a story to fit the sequences of our experiences. We create illusions. The maximum expression of this illusion of risk and responsibility minimization produces a feeling of security. “I failed my examination because the dog ate the paper.” “I was only following orders.” “See what you made me do!” And so on.

Fred Alan Wolf Ph.D has written several books about quantum physics in relatively simple terms. This statement came from Dr. Quantum’s Little Book of Big Ideas.  Fred does have a point. I do assign blame or responsibility to someone or something else when I experience a situation that is uncomfortable for me. I gain a feeling of security fooling my self into believing I have no control over the experience that I call physical life. It’s much easier to believe that what’s happening in my life is the result of some past event or the work of circumstances beyond my control. That illusion is easy to create and I do it all the time and it’s almost automatic.

Taking responsibility for my creations is a risky thought. I have been trained to believe creativity is for a few gifted people that express themselves by painting, writing or other forms of art. I believe that I am not art and have no ability to create anything when just the thought of not being able to create, creates an illusion which is something that forms the choices I make. Every second is a canvas for creation and I am the artist of my life experiences.

It’s easy to say that’s bull, certainly the past, or genes or God or the world itself is creating and I am just a pawn on the chess board of physical life. That takes me out of the game of creativity and I just become a piece of matter that goes from one chain of experiences to another; unaware, unprepared and uninformed. All the burden of making mistakes is lifted from my shoulders and I am content living with that self created image. I am a self-imposed exile who views life from a distance and is secure in that separation. Those thoughts actually explain how creative I really am when I think about the life I believe to be reality. Reality is objective as well as subjective and I freely pick which way I want to experience it. That’s creativity at its best.

What Fred is saying is I create my own reality. The experiences I live are from the choices I make. As consciousness I am action; I am energy and I exist in order to expand. I do that by imagining and believing what I choose to believe. No one is doing it for me unless I consider my inner consciousness as a separate self, which I could and then that would create another series of choices and probabilities. Simply put, what I believe I experience in some way; what I experience I express by my choices; what I express by my choices is what I become from the probabilities I live from those choices. I create the world I live in and all the energy I see surrounding me in the form of people, places and things, I have attracted into my creation in order to expand my consciousness in some way. It’s all there for me, by me and is me.

When I take responsibility for the drama as well as the pleasure; the pain as well as the gain; the set backs as well as the achievements I am creating my physical experiences using my inner consciousness as a guide. I’m able to mold my self into the expression of source energy that is a whole part of the whole of me. When I think about nature, I see that expression physically manifested without hesitation or security. It just happens because consciousness desires to express itself in freedom and beauty. I am part of nature and I am an instrument of creativity whether it is illusion or reality.

By believing in my self and taking responsibility for my creations I am connected to nature and the inner world of consciousness. I can express love for all life and know that I am an expression of perfection expanding in the choices and probabilities I create using my free will and inner consciousness.

Einstein explained being human this way:

A human being is part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited by time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.

Einstein is saying create my world to mirror nature. Do it by taking responsibility for my choices and thoughts. Believe that I am a whole part of what it is and accept all life as teachers and guides. I am the creator as well as the created. The choice is mine. Which feels better the illusion or the natural expression of my inner consciousness? I don’t have to answer that, I just need to choose and enjoy the art I create. After all, physical life is for the joy, freedom and love of experiencing my creations and loving each and every one of them, because the illusions, the delusions and the reality merge on the canvas of consciousness and exist simultaneously in this multidimensional wonderland.

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