You are in God.

[Godiam]

I AM

God and I sat and talked
just the other day
I asked Her why, sometimes it seems
that He is far away
She said to me "My Son"
I AM with you day by day
Even though you may not feel it
in your body made of clay
Your body may be flesh
but that is not you my son
Your TRUE SELF is my SPIRIT
I reside in everyone

I AM the Beggar, the Lawyer,
the Criminal, the Judge
My quite voice inside of you
keeps giving you a nudge
I AM the Father, the Mother
The Daughter, and the Son
My quite voice is calling,
"come back home everyone"

I pondered on what God had said
for a day or two
This is the gist of the message
I received for Me and You!

I have given You FREE WILL
With this comes forgetting
This means I cannot interfere
without you first requesting
You are here to remember
The DIVINITY of who You are
Create your reality, by controlling your thoughts
Shine Your LIGHT like a STAR!

Just a little poem I wrote that I thought might be an appropriate addition to this thread!

HUGS...........Godiam

[Mystique]

Posted by markpierre (here)

Posted by Mystique (here)
This is interesting as I was just writing to myself about this very thing. Took a break, went online, and found this thread. Synchronistic.

To untangle the knottiness (naughtiness) of the way the labyrinth of my mind has trapped me into thinking, and then believing, that I am disconnected from the Source of Myself, I came up with this way to logically lay it out:

Q: Is there a Source of All that Is?
A: Yes. All that Is cannot create Itself, from "nothing."
So, there must be a Source that All that Is is being created from.
The Source of All that Is cannot create All that Is from "nothing."
If a thing can be referred to, it exists.
If it does not exist, it cannot be referenced.
Therefore, there is no such thing as "nothing."

If this is hard to get your mind to wrap around, try to imagine what "no thing" looks like.

If there is nothing outside of Source for It to create from,
then it creates from It, using It to create from.
Therefore, whatever It is, is It and as well Its' creations.

If all of the above is true, then as Its' creations, we are made of It, as the stuff It is made of - with no separation.
It also implies that if that is true for our Source, it is also true for Us and our creations.

It implies. That's not good enough.

Well, I used the word "implies" because I wasn't ready to expand what is true from our Source to Us. But here goes:

If nothing exists outside of the Source of All that Is,
and We Are,
then We do not exist outside of that Source.
Therefore, We Are of Source, in Source, as Source.
We Are Source.
If you choose to image that Source and call that image "God", then
We Are God.

A way to get Our minds around this can be like this:

First of all, our parents didn't create us from "nothing."
Our physical bodies were created in our mother's physical body using the egg in her and the sperm of our father.
So our physical-ness was created from their physical-ness.

Q So what created physical-ness?
The Source of Everything that is physical, the Source of All that Is.
So, back to the original statement.

To go deeper into this idea, what about the things that we create?
A painting, a table, a blog, a thread on this forum, a dish of meatballs and spaghetti, etc...

We didn't personally create the paints and canvas (back to above about physical), the wood, the internet, words, the forum, cows and pasta... but we use those physical forms to create the other forms by making shapes with paints, a particular kind of chair, stringing words in our own unique ways, and making spaghetti with our own creative blend of spices.

But what precedes the way we use the physical forms, is a creative idea about how to bring them together in our own unique way.

So, what precedes physical form is a creative idea.

Q What is the Source of creative ideas?
The Source of All that Is.

I am not sure it is possible to "prove" what, exactly, what the Source of All that Is Is.
Asking the question "What" is a degree of separation that implies we don't already know - which is another way to pretend and play hide and seek with ourselves as Source.

However, I think that "creative ideas" points towards It.

I also think that trying to use the power of our creative ideas to form an image of that Source as a reflection of our own image by giving It a face, or personality, with emotions, and naming it, may be a way of expressing our connectiveness to Source, but it also gives form to that which is formless and ends up limiting the Eternal spaciousness of our Own creativity.

By naming It and imbuing It with our own ideas, I think we also claim ownership of It,
and then we can use that sense of ownership to argue and fight with each other over ideas of form
- instead of realizing that it's the power of ideas that gives Us the creative power to create Source in our own personal image.

If We accepted the power of creative ideas,
and We accepted that that Creative Power is creating Us,
and We are Creating It in our own Image,
then maybe we could form an endless loop that keeps feeding itself with more creativity
rather than to give that power away to a force "outside" of Us that doesn't exist.

[markpierre]

Posted by Mystique (here)

Well, I used the word "implies" because I wasn't ready to expand what is true from our Source to Us. But here goes:

If We accepted the power of creative ideas,
and We accepted that that Creative Power is creating Us,
and We are Creating It in our own Image,
then maybe we could form an endless loop that keeps feeding itself with more creativity
then to give that power away to a force "outside" of Us that doesn't exist.

Hey, I can appreciate that. Still, if it's good enough for you I'm happy. It still isn't enough for me.

That last bit is so beautiful. Can we substitute 'certain' in place of maybe? That REALLY works for me.

Hey, all this is about is opening up a solution, where conceptually we can agree there is no problem.
But for all the individuals who could read this thread who are experiencing confusion and anxiety and dissociation and in or toying with their 'dark nights'.
That's who it's for. And physical stuff, my god. Nearly all of the people I've worked with over the years are right now in real contention with being bodies, and performing in any normal way. I know I'm not alone in that. It's all okay, it ends in joy.

It's blessed pain, but it hurts when it hurts.

Or we can bat concepts about enlightenment around for a while again. That's sort of been done. When all we do is avoid the shadows, they never get revealed for what they are.

[Carolin]

"I am not sure it is possible to "prove" what, exactly, what the Source of All that Is Is."

Reminds me of Nassim Haramein's work which has been shared before but is pertinent to this discussion. There is scientific proof "we are in God" and vice versa.

Source: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Y5bXdx5UrE

[markpierre]

Hey Carolin! Scientific proof is cool. How does it feel?

[meeradas]

He is such a rascal!

[Carolin]

Posted by markpierre (here)
Hey Carolin! Scientific proof is cool. How does it feel?

The feeling it gives me is contentedness. I've been very very fortunate to wake up most days and know I am exactly where I am supposed to be, doing what I'm supposed to be doing. I feel blessed, grateful and in awe of the synchronicities that unfold around me. I trust there is a higher intelligence or a greater plan than I could ever have envisoned. As I shared with you in PMs, the only time I didn't feel this is when I got sucked into the trend of trying to create my own reality. Now I try to leave it to God, remain receptive, just be and enjoy the ride.

[markpierre]

Posted by Carolin (here)

Posted by markpierre (here)
Hey Carolin! Scientific proof is cool. How does it feel?

The feeling it gives me is contentedness. I've been very very fortunate to wake up most days and know I am exactly where I am supposed to be, doing what I'm supposed to be doing. I feel blessed, grateful and in awe of the synchronicities that unfold around me. I trust there is a higher intelligence or a greater plan than I could ever have envisoned. As I shared with you in PMs, the only time I didn't feel this is when I got sucked into the trend of trying to create my own reality. Now I try to leave it to God, remain receptive, just be and enjoy the ride.

That's what I needed to hear this morning. Thanks my friend. Now I can get out there today and not plan to my hearts content.

[Neptun]

The tiny drop is one of us. The rest of the world ocean is God.

We are Gods, as tiny as the drops are of the entire God.

[Rogerc]

Line from the Moody Blues "In Search of the Lost Chord"

"I think I am, Therefore I am"

Don't know who wrote the line but there's a lot in it.

Thanks neptun = Pretty much encapsulates my philosophy - that's why I smile most of the time.

The Bhagavad Gita was what consoled me at last for the guilt I felt from killing in SVN.

"Do your duty as you see fit, have no guilt as long as you learn and once having learnt do not repeat that which you have judged to be in error, rather accept it as Kharma" (not a quote but my précis).

I seem to remember it was Lord Shiva's reply to some dude who when preparing for battle asked what he should do when faced with his relatives and friends in the opposing army

Peace and love to all

(Sorry Nora I edited after you posted a thanks, feel free to withdraw)

[Neptun]

Rogerc,

You are welcome.

It makes us big and small at the same time.

I know God is within me and I can feel it what makes me big, I know, I'm a creator of the reality and can manifest things, but it also makes me feel very humble, because I know how tiny I am compared to how huge God is.

If you ever have problems that feel very big or have ego problems. Watch this:

Source: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HEheh1BH34Q

[Rogerc]

eeeeEEEK!!

What was John Cleese's song?

[another bob]

Posted by Rogerc (here)
Line from the Moody Blues "In Search of the Lost Chord"

"I think I am, Therefore I am"

Don't know who wrote the line but there's a lot in it.

The original French, from the philosopher Rene Descartes (1596-1650), is: “Je pense, donc je suis.” This was translated into Latin by a priest friend of Descartes as “Cogito ergo sum.” In English, it has been rendered as “I think, therefore I am.”

Descartes is mistaken in a number of points. First of all, the proposition itself, “I think, therefore I am” is a tautological contradiction. The contradiction lies in the fact that while the proposition seeks to show the process whereby one can know the existence of “I,” already from the start it is presupposing that existence in the words, “I think.” This contradiction seems at first to be only a matter of word usage and not something essential to the argument. However, it is really closely tied up with the essence of the problem.

“Thinking” is a reality that cannot be excluded. Up to this point it is true just as Descartes maintained. However, the next step in which Descartes knows the existence of “I” by “therefore I am” is where Descartes fell into error. Where in the world did Descartes bring in this “I”? Where in the world did Descartes find this “I”? As soon as Descartes started with “I think,” he already had fallen into this error.

There is no substantial and concrete entity that can be found beyond that reality of “thinking.” No matter where one looks, something called “I” does not exist. No matter how much intellectual knowledge one may have, insofar as one does not directly penetrate the illusion of "I", one cannot discover their own true nature. There is nothing one can point to and say “that is self” - it is not body, not thinking, not sense-impressions, and so on. It cannot be grasped in terms of either 'existing' or 'not-existing'.

“I think, therefore I am” must be re-phrased as “Thinking, but there is no I.”

The Bhagavad Gita was what consoled me at last for the guilt I felt from killing in SVN.

"Do your duty as you see fit, have no guilt as long as you learn and once having learnt do not repeat that which you have judged to be in error, rather accept it as Kharma" (not a quote but my précis).

I seem to remember it was Lord Shiva's reply to some dude who when preparing for battle asked what he should do when faced with his relatives and friends in the opposing army

It was Krishna, and the dude was Arjuna.


War Movie In Reverse


Holes close to smooth skin
when the shrapnel flashes out.
The shores of burns recede,
and flames leap with their hot metal
back into the bomb that rises,
whole and air-borne again,
with its gathered blast.
Leading the plane perfectly,
the bomb arcs back slowly
through the open gates
and disappears into the waiting belly.
The bombardier lifts
his peering eye from the sight.
Swallowing its wake,
the plane returns to base
with its countermand mission.
The pilot, irresolute now, faces
his commandant, who marches,
brisk and backward
to the general's lair.
The general takes back the orders.
But into what deep and good and hidden
recess of the will
go his thoughts of not bombing?"

~ Mark Johnston

[Rogerc]

another bob,

What can "I" say . Poor Descartes - poor "Me". "We" don't exist.

That's probably why I withdrew from philosophy many years ago.

Thats a magnificent treatise of yours , extremely erudite - is it original thought?

Is there in fact any such thing as original thought.

As intelligence progressed I wonder whether the first person who had time after hunting, gathering and survival having time to sit, look at the heavens and wonder about his place in the scheme of things ask the very same questions that we still struggle with.

Thanks for Krishna and Arjuna I really should have remembered that. Isn't Shiva the hit man?

The Moody Blues song (even if based on an incorrect precept) is really good music.

Thanks again and remind me not to engage in philosophical debates with you !!!.

I'm off to the pub..... shag Descartes, he dropped me in the ****!

[another bob]

Posted by Rogerc (here)
another bob,

What can "I" say . Poor Descartes - poor "Me". "We" don't exist.

"No reason to get excited, the thief he kindly spoke, for there are many here among us, who think that life is but a joke. But you and I we've been through that, and this is not our fate, so let us stop talking falsely now -- the hour's geting late." (followed by wailing guitar riff . . .)

Source: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4AuxJH2Mj30

Imperturbable


Real understanding is only true of one when anchored in imperturbability, and so in this dreamy realm we call “the world” it appears to be very rare.

Nobody can claim it, for to do so is itself a perturbation. Every claim, every concept, falls short of understanding.

Every concept is a perturbation.

Love beyond conception itself can seem a perturbation when misunderstood. It can be resisted, but it will do what it came here to do, regardless of our comprehension.

Love is life, life is love. When it seems the two are somehow separate – divided -- there is perturbation. When they are realized to be “not two”, the knot at the heart relaxes.

When mind appears, there is perturbation. When mind disappears, there is rest. At rest in the midst of perturbation is true understanding, true equanimity.

Sometimes, often for most, it seems there is only perturbation: one endless stretch of falling dominoes, movement always in reaction, whittled down to the fine mind bones of a core contraction -- this trick we call “myself” -- so that we never come to rest.

There seems to be a matrix of enduring identity, of unbroken continuity, that feels just like “me”, the sense that I have that I am who I seem, despite the play of circumstance that changes like the shifting schemes of shallow sleep we twist in while we dream.

Looking further into this, we can see that it’s not so. No such a character can be found. It’s like a story we’ve been telling ourselves, so we won’t feel perturbed by the emptiness of how things seem.

Still, the one who seems perturbed is not the end of the story. It actually is the story, though nothing to be perturbed about -- it’s only just pretend.

[Rogerc]

Hi another bob,

I can assure you that I'm probably the last person in the world to get excited or upset.

In this life I have been a soldier, a lover, a father and a grandfather

In the early seventies I (We) lived on a commune in the rainforest of FNQ.

I have meditated and flown with my inner self, I have been a vegetarian and a carnivore.

I have listened to countless souls who professed to know the truth, from the church which I find shallow and to esoterics who can be equally so.

Throughout my life I have been subject to many trauma and have been fortunate to have had and listened to a guiding spirit.

I have formulated from a cornucopia of wisdom and ignorance my own way. But it is my way alone. I would not dream of foisting my beliefs on others who are in the process. I stumble, I fall but I pick myself up and start again.

But for us less intelligent and without your obvious insights please keep it simple - it is distracting to consult a thesaurus when stepping carefully through some posts.

"Sometimes, often for most, it seems there is only perturbation: one endless stretch of falling dominoes, movement always in reaction, whittled down to the fine mind bones of a core contraction -- this trick we call “myself” -- so that we never come to rest." (another bob)

Keep it simple please bob, maybe you could précis some of that stuff.

Some great authors and philosophers finest works are in their shortest tomes - Herman Hess, Siddartha - Khalil Gibran, The Prophet and many more. Their aim is to enlighten not confuse.

cheers and love to all rogerc

[another bob]

Posted by Rogerc (here)
Keep it simple please bob, maybe you could précis some of that stuff.

Hiya Roger!

Sometimes a lot of nuance and richness can be missed by putting it all in cliff note talk. The journey to the "bottom line" doesn't need to be a straight line. Life isn't. I'm not from the texting/acronymn generation, and come from a place that appreciates a more elegant turn of phrase on occasion. Please don't take my word play personally -- I'm speaking to everything and everyone, to the whole universe in fact, and in my own sui generis style, to borrow a phrase from a mutual friend, but if it confuses you, please ignore it.



(Speaking of confusion, by the way, what's FNQ?)

[Zebra]

Never thought I would be in love with a poem about war .. what an astounding piece !

Thank you AB

Source: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aNL6nmsxvxc

Posted by another bob (here)
War Movie In Reverse


Holes close to smooth skin
when the shrapnel flashes out.
The shores of burns recede,
and flames leap with their hot metal
back into the bomb that rises,
whole and air-borne again,
with its gathered blast.
Leading the plane perfectly,
the bomb arcs back slowly
through the open gates
and disappears into the waiting belly.
The bombardier lifts
his peering eye from the sight.
Swallowing its wake,
the plane returns to base
with its countermand mission.
The pilot, irresolute now, faces
his commandant, who marches,
brisk and backward
to the general's lair.
The general takes back the orders.
But into what deep and good and hidden
recess of the will
go his thoughts of not bombing?"

~ Mark Johnston

[another bob]

The War Is Over

"Except for deserted wilderness what is there to protect?"

~Joshu

The war is over -- nobody survived. No time to mourn the dead, sunrise over the settling dust was too captivating for any lament.

Crimson trails of mind's lingering exhaust scar-streaked dawn's early sky, as if the dream of night itself exploded, as if from now on there would be flooding daylight only, though even that wild wonder will fall in time from the eyes, till what remains is not of time, not of mind, yet even in its flash of vanishing -- true balm for wounded hearts.

We wake and rise and fall breathless into this luminosity, this sky meadow vibrant with vernal signs, hues, and vivid budding wonders -- the ordinary evidence of everything changing, even as we ourselves are changed beyond all expectation.

Something unspeakable, unimaginable, falls deeper into the serene still presence of itself, no longer fixed in desperate conflict with itself, just drifting aimlessly over a killing floor where nobody survives, nobody lingers to tell brave tales of some imagined victory.

Yes, fight on Arjuna! Do your best!

We'll be down in Krishna's Kitchen, cooking everybody lunch.

Today's ala carte menu will be hand-lettered in a spicy calligraphy of love's rocket-red glare, with combustible garnish: heads flaming in air.

Each crispy ash-head will eventually reincarnate as a kind of moon, orbiting its own promised world, drifting in a space we all once hoped would be the case when peace ruled every planet, and love outshone the stars.

[Rogerc]

Posted by another bob (here)

Posted by Rogerc (here)
Keep it simple please bob, maybe you could précis some of that stuff.

Hiya Roger!

Sometimes a lot of nuance and richness can be missed by putting it all in cliff note talk. The journey to the "bottom line" doesn't need to be a straight line. Life isn't. I'm not from the texting/acronymn generation, and come from a place that appreciates a more elegant turn of phrase on occasion. Please don't take my word play personally -- I'm speaking to everything and everyone, to the whole universe in fact, and in my own sui generis style, to borrow a phrase from a mutual friend, but if it confuses you, please ignore it.



(Speaking of confusion, by the way, what's FNQ?)

Hey there bob, Far North Queensland. We choose to be a bit different up in the tropics than our temperate , (climate wise that is),friends down south.

Ok Ok i'll console myself with referencing Roget's

I'm not a texter either but do believe in 'say what you mean, and mean what you say'

To quote Kahlil Gibran- (The Prophet and the art of peace) :

"And then a scholar said, Speak of Talking.
And he answered saying:
You talk when you cease to be at peace with for thoughts;
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.

And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.
For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold it's wings but cannot fly.

There are those among you who seek the talkative through of fear of being alone.

The silence of aloneness reveals to their eyes their naked selves and they would escape.

And there are those who talk, and without knowledge or forethought reveal a truth which they themselves do not understand.

And there are those who have the truth within them, but they tell it not in words.

In the bosom of such as these the spirit dwells in rhythmic silence."

Simple, understandable and very meaningful.

I want to unwind the oft misunderstood complexities of language so that a simple 'grunt' conveys all.