To speak or not to speak......THAT is the question!
To speak is to reveal. To speak is to be misunderstood. To speak is to be perceived. To speak is to show the underbelly. To speak is to love. To speak is to lie and tell the truth at the same time. To speak is a request to be seen, accepted, loved. To speak is to impact others. To speak is to be human. Speech is divine. "In the beginning was the word..." --- Matrika Shakti - "AUM" To speak is to be divine. Speaking is God.
Day before yesterday, one of the presenters here asked "What is your life mission statement?" and immediately an inner voice popped up and declared ...."To unreservedly love all that is before me, one moment at a time."
Then a little bit later on, as part of this continuing presentation, we were asked to think of who we most identified with in the bible, and immediately, that same pesky inner voice piped up with, "Jesus"
Eventually folks shared the bible characters they most identified with and at the end, the presenter stated that in their experience, no one ever identified with Jesus. "WHOOPS!" Megalomaniac here? Messianic delusion? :) *BLUSH* Sat with this a bit and decided, no, I do identify with the "divine humanness" of Jesus.
I know what it is like to feel betrayal, despair, trust, surrender, anger, sadness, compassion, love, anguish, and so on.
Here comes the embarrassing part (and why am I embarrassed?)
I also think/feel/know that I know just a little bit of what it is to feel/know/be:
To speak is to reveal. To speak is to be misunderstood. To speak is to be perceived. To speak is to show the underbelly. To speak is to love. To speak is to lie and tell the truth at the same time. To speak is a request to be seen, accepted, loved. To speak is to impact others. To speak is to be human. Speech is divine. "In the beginning was the word..." --- Matrika Shakti - "AUM" To speak is to be divine. Speaking is God.
Day before yesterday, one of the presenters here asked "What is your life mission statement?" and immediately an inner voice popped up and declared ...."To unreservedly love all that is before me, one moment at a time."
Then a little bit later on, as part of this continuing presentation, we were asked to think of who we most identified with in the bible, and immediately, that same pesky inner voice piped up with, "Jesus"
Eventually folks shared the bible characters they most identified with and at the end, the presenter stated that in their experience, no one ever identified with Jesus. "WHOOPS!" Megalomaniac here? Messianic delusion? :) *BLUSH* Sat with this a bit and decided, no, I do identify with the "divine humanness" of Jesus.
I know what it is like to feel betrayal, despair, trust, surrender, anger, sadness, compassion, love, anguish, and so on.
Here comes the embarrassing part (and why am I embarrassed?)
I also think/feel/know that I know just a little bit of what it is to feel/know/be:
John 15:13King James Version (KJV)
13 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
Five years ago I began to stand still with others in community. As a result - a vault of immense love was quickly opened wide and I had an experience (romantic self idealization?) which changed everything while leaving everything just the same (perspective shift?) Anyway - I went back into my journal to find the entry about that day:
The other day I found myself writing the totally unexpected words “Slash my veins – not to die – but to give ” and quickly the image of vampire arose. “Here, drink, I give you life eternal”. Then Jesus showed up with, “Drink, this is my blood poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.”
And the tender feeling of giving all, the utterly pure desire to give even unto the point of death and even cross that threshold to enter into death through giving, was so real, so happy, so thus, - I was blown away. What was that?
What is this indeed? And while I do not today, in this moment, experience the high drama of that fleshed out moment, I do love, and do aspire to always embody this love/being/divinity. It is my highest good!
"What's that you say? There are some men outside wanting to give me a white jacket with extra long sleeves?"




