A world of difference

The term 'the world' can be used as a symbol for the false division of the projection of thought. As if there is a thinker - separate from the thought. A fantasy played out on top of truth - truly played out as act of attention but never true. Making symbols of life and light in place of the Living One. Yes - an act of attention to a thought as a basis of experiencing an inference of self as a special object.

The world can be a generic term for the field and objects of awareness - that are not separate from awareness.

Whatever is said, done or believed - or if nothing is said, done or believed, there is the awareness of - something. And this is not parceled out as such concepts suggest - but is a movement of unified being. Not moving in space or in time - but the movement of mind by which it knows itself - before - and beyond time and space.

'Knowing Thyself' - is never a thing apart from all that is - there is no exclusion and nothing withheld.

This is meaningless to a mind that still hides in the dark as if - there is a need to hide - and as if darkness could hide it.

Yet it is the simple Meaning of Everything because it is the Knowing itself - the loving itself - or one could say the selflessness of pure awareness in all things.

Whatever attempts are made to describe - can only serve as springboards or stepping stones for the heart that discerns life energetically and trusts into letting the Movement be all that is. All that lives.

Jesus lived the Kingdom whilst talking of it as nigh. This was because others could not yet apprehend directly.
Yet his apprehension of God is shared with us because he did not withhold it.

While we interpret all things in worldly terms we do not apprehend directly - but there is a step by step process of loosening and sorting that allows the mind to welcome and receive the light, and draws it to the recognition that the Light is our very being. More loosening and sorting! But now it is the Light that is directly working and not the filter of the middleman self who proclaims the light and loves the light but demands it be outside.

Judgement is not ours - give it to God and we receive his love. Hang onto it and it will shatter and fragment the oneness of love into meaningless parts.

My meaningless thoughts are showing me a meaningless world.

The thought of God is the Meaning that blesses and recognizes the world in truth, love and beauty.
Jesus's love of those who seemed to hate - did not see hate - nor even an other, lost and needing help.
Jesus's love is God love - no middleman - transparent Agency of Divine. In Whom All know themselves truly and are blest.

What of the mind that seems to be oblivious and trapped in its own hate?
Take no thought for your self, but let God show you - instead of trying to manage or deal with it independently.

The Universal Current and Law is unifying.
But acts not from the perspective of disunity.
It calls for a shift into inclusion.
As we forgive - so are we forgiven.
As we release so are we released.
As we give recognition and honour - so is God rising as our very light.

The world of form is a schoolroom for mind.
It may seem like minds - each in form - but this cannot be other than wishful thinking.
What then is the lesson here?
To re member, even amidst the appearance of dismemberment - and live the life as truly Given and received.
Is this a movement toward perfection? No - it is a movement of Perfection.

Is there really anything else going on that isn't the result of thinking alone?
In willingness to Join - are questions that seemed meaningful not rendered irrelevant?

But if we choose to think some more, we have no penalty apart from the forsaking of our joy for the result of a forced preference against it. And the liability to a condition in which guilt and fear thrive out of a sense of dissonance forcefully denied.
Surely one day we will laugh that such a thought could be taken seriously.

Perhaps today.
But let us not demonstrate how it was that the world can suddenly become dark, fearful and binding - just by thinking along these lines ....

In Peace

Brian