The dialogue in my head started while in the bath, far away from any writing implements or recording paraphernalia. It started as it often does with rapid assimilation of ideas, slowing to a merging of these ideas with my personal reality. The beginning thought was this. “What would Jesus write?”
Yes,
in this world where teachers whose public beginnings start with many words and
stories of their great works, attempting to capture their path to awareness
through the delineations of the analytical mind… everyone writes a book. It
speaks to a body of knowledge, and consistency of thought, a plan, a system and
specific orientation. Again, what would Jesus write? As quickly as I thought the question, the answer came
to me. He would write “The Book of
Love.” The more I thought of this,
the more right it felt, and then it occurred to me that this book would come in
two parts – his and hers.
I will address the hubris of His and Hers later…should you choose to
continue your inquiry.
I was taken back in memory to a time many years ago when in a
profound spiritual experience I was show the nature of our oneness and
connection to all others was through the heart. I saw white lines interconnecting all hearts and felt
a knowing from a depth of my being that karma was the hearts ways of realigning
with the original love vibration when that love had been harmed. I felt my spirit vibrating at such a rapid
rate I became frightened. In my
mind I asked what was happening, and was told that I was a molecule of
love.
We are all but molecules of love on an alchemical journey to
discover through awareness the true essence or who we are, and have always
been. All things come into being
through the cohesive power of love, all things pass through love, and in turn
are healed by their return to this original state. All demons, real and
imagined are transformed through love.
Love is the souls purpose.
Love is all there is to master no other precepts are needed, and yet it
can at times be the most difficult to master. So difficult that our bookshelves are filled with how
to’s. How to: love others in
relationship, how to know if they love you, how to love ourselves, love God,
how to not love too much, how to love what you do, what you have, what love is,
what love is not...
The list is enormous, spanning across millenniums humankind has
sought with the intellect to understand the heart. There are always limits, for the mind can never truly know
the heart, nor love. Many a
seeker and saint has undertaken the heroes journey only to come back speaking
in parables and riddles that leave our mind in a constant loop wondering over
and over its meaning, and if our focus is strong enough perhaps our mind will
freeze into moments of bliss and beingness. We have forgotten that the mind is
the servant of the heart, we have forgotten the wise mind of the heart.
I look forward to following your writings Leslie. Please keep them coming. As for Vald'Or, I've often wondered how the physical geography of a place touches the spirit of the people. There seems to me, an indivisible connection between the physical reality of a place and the spirit of a person/people who love that place. What do you think?
Posted by: Daryl Bambic | 08/18/2009 at 10:46 AM