About Me:Teacher of English in a primary school.
Truthseeker
Music:Rock, New Age, Spiritual, Ethnic, Meditative, Classical
Movies:I have not watched any movies recently
TV:Not especially
Books:A Course in Miracles, Your Sacred Self, The Power of Intention, Inspiration, The Sermon on The Mount, Living in the Light, The science of being rich, Return to Love, The Power of Now, etc...
Saturday, November 1, 2008, 07:08 PM CET [General]
·Let
me place my future in the hands of God and pass all anxiety, all pits of hell,
all blackness of depression, thoughts of sin, and devastation brought about by
guilt.
·Let
me place my future in the Hands of God and release the world from all
imprisonment by loosening the heavy chains that locked the door to freedom on
it.
·I
let the future go, and place it in God’s Hands. For the past is gone, and what
is present, freed from its bequest of grief and misery, of pain and loss,
becomes the instant in which time escapes the bondage of illusions where it
runs its pitiless inevitable course.
·What
worry can beset me now that I have given my future to the loving Hands of God?
What can I suffer? What can cause me pain, or bring experience of loss to me?
What can I fear? And what can I regard except with love?
·I
have escaped all fear of future pain and found my way to present peace, and
certainty of care the world can never threaten.
·I
am sure that if my perception is faulty, I will never lack correction. I am
free to choose again when I have been deceived; to change my mind when I have
made mistakes.
I
place my future in the Hands of God and I call the memory of Him to come again,
replacing all my thoughts of sin and evil with the truth of love.
It has
never left me, nor have I been apart from It an instant.
It belongs to me.
By
It I live.
It is my Source of life, holding me one with It, and everything is
one with me, because It left me not.
The Thought of God protects me, cares for
me, makes soft my resting place and smooth my way, lighting my mind with
happiness and love. Eternity and everlasting life shine in my mind, because the
Thought of God has left me not, and still abides with me.
Has the Thought of God created this world?
Is it possible this world of misery and
fear to be an extension of a Thought of Love?
Of course not!
So, this world is not real.
What makes this world seem real except my
own denial of the truth that lies beyond?
What but my thoughts of misery and death
obscure the perfect happiness my Father wills for me?
And what could hide what cannot be concealed
except illusion?
What could keep me from what I already
have except my choice to see it not, denying it is there?
Let me not deny Heaven!
Let me not forget it is mine but for the
asking.
I accept
the gifts of Heaven. I ask to receive it and it is given me. I accept the
Thought of God as my inheritance.
One walks with me Who gently answers all
my fears with this one merciful reply, “It is not so”.
He points to all the
gifts I have each time the thought of poverty oppresses me, and speaks of His
Companionship when I perceive myself as lonely and afraid.
The gifts are mine; entrusted to my care,
to give to all who chose the lonely road I have escaped.
I teach them by
showing them the happiness that comes to those who feel the touch of Christ,
and recognize God’s gifts.
Let sorrow not tempt me to be unfaithful to my
trust.
My hand becomes the giver of Christ’s
touch; my change of mind becomes the proof that who accepts God gifts can never
suffer anything.
I am entrusted with the world’s release from pain.
Let me not betray it.
Let me become the living proof of what
Christ’s touch can offer everyone.
Such is my mission now.
For God entrusts the
giving of His gifts to all who received them.
Thursday, September 25, 2008, 06:51 PM CET [General]
There is a light in you which cannot die, whose presence is so holy that
the world is sanctified because of you.
All things that live bring gifts to you, and offer them in gratitude and
gladness at your feet.
The scent of flowers is their gift to you.
The waves bow down before you, and the trees extend their arms to shield
you from the heat, and lay their leaves before you on the ground that you may
walk in softness, while the wind sinks to a whisper round your holy head.
The light in you is what the universe longs to behold.
All living things are still
before you, for they recognize Who walks with you.
The light you carry is their own. And thus they see in you their
holiness, saluting you as a savior and as God. Accept their reverence, for it
is due to Holiness Itself, which walks with you, transforming in Its gentle
light all things unto Its likeness and Its purity.
This is the way salvation works.
As you step back, the light in you
steps forward and encompasses the world. It heralds not the end of sin in
punishment and death. In lightness and in laughter is sin gone, because its
quaint absurdity is seen. It is a foolish thought, a silly dream, not
frightening, ridiculous perhaps, but who would waste an instant in approach to
God Himself for such a senseless whim?
Saturday, September 20, 2008, 11:32 AM CET [General]
Let me be humble today, and accept what I have made as what it is.
Let me accept my rightful place as co-creator of the universe.
Let all I think I made disappear.
Let all that there ever was, rise to my awareness.
Let it take the place of self-deceptions made but to usurp the artar to the Father and the Son.
Let me be truly humble, abandoning the false pretense by which the ego seeks to prove it arrogant.
Truth is humble in acknowledging its mightiness, its changelessness and its eternar wholeness, all-encompassing, God's perfect gidt to His beloved Son.
Let me lay aside the arrogance which says I am a sinner, guilty and afraid, ashamed of what I am. Let me lift my heart in true humility instead to Him Who has created me immaculate, like to Himself in power and in love.