An artist who wishes to keep his work to himself, is not being fair with that which he received from the present moment, nor with the inheritance and teachings of his forefathers. If we leave the grain stored in the granary it will go bad, even though it was harvested at the right time. When the harvest is over the time comes to share, without fear or shame, your own soul. That is the artist's mission, however painful or glorious.
-Paulo Coelho, Warrior of the Light, Volume III
Prodigal, you have given me love - therefore I to you give love! O unspeakable passionate love. - W.Whitman
Have you outstript the rest? are you the President? - W.Whitman
Showing posts with label Growth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Growth. Show all posts
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5.11.2012
The Active God, art. 317
Two spheres similar in size and shape to the untrained eye are heaven and earth. Where they overlap I find me. But that might make this space hell, part spirit, part earth, and I am not in hell, so that can't be right. Hell must be a third sphere, part of both again, but its altogether own, granting the fallen angel his own domain of fiery torture with boundaries saying 'here and no further.' But that breaks spirit in twain and leaves the earthly as its own, which makes no sense because God is spirit and created man in His image -so we must be spirit because he's ever with us and we with him. So now, as the word says, there is no separation between soul and spirit save for clarification, and these circles all overlap - where heaven covers all iterations of itself: the holy, physical, and fallen.
yet each of these locations has its place - so how to divide them for understanding? It must be an issue of understanding, what we know, have learned and experienced, have assumed true. A matter of how I think, where my mindsets fall, how my eyes perceive.
I could be in the country of heaven, traveling between the states or cities of hell and earth. But satan fell to earth like lightning, so earth is his domain. Can it be that God is the President of Heaven with Satan, his right-hand-man, resisting him? The word says so. But God knows his plans for us, to help us and not harm us, though Satan roams around like a roaring lion. So Jesus rectifies what Satan had called his own, the Son of the long-loved President coming in and bearing his Father's name. This example doesn't work well as a physical manifestation, but it does if it's all in me. Heaven's within and my capacity to dwell in peace or fury is given to me - states that voted red can go blue or vice versa, and Jesus can rectify anything. God and Jesus vs./in spite of Satan. Where Satan is victor, the economy crumbles and causes a city to turn back to the father - its destruction is present in its own sowing. So the city's rectified. And when the Holy Spirit's the Father's PR man, they're pretty sure a win.
But the city must be open in order to be won over. And cities that are seared have got to come down because they no longer produce. They become socialist, unworking and poor, leeching off the cities that are fruitful and claiming they deserve their share. The trumpets are blown and the walls fall in on themselves. Then the foundation is laid again and the city comes back in newness of life.
And this is my heart. Good from jump, sold a bill of goods by a liar and thief, rectified by Jesus in all things, and in constant communion with God thanks to His Spirit. I can be in hell with no peace in sight, but I'm still in God's country. And He leads a government that listens because it was established for me - for my benefit - for this man who received the idea of sovereignty and gave my land, freedom, finances, and self to it.
Sovereignty is topmost priority in this land. God doesn't tell us to do anything or make us do anything: we are free. Those who will be sold to Satan will be sold and they can stay that way. God will not tell Satan he can't do a thing, but He will act when His people make their requests known.
yet each of these locations has its place - so how to divide them for understanding? It must be an issue of understanding, what we know, have learned and experienced, have assumed true. A matter of how I think, where my mindsets fall, how my eyes perceive.
I could be in the country of heaven, traveling between the states or cities of hell and earth. But satan fell to earth like lightning, so earth is his domain. Can it be that God is the President of Heaven with Satan, his right-hand-man, resisting him? The word says so. But God knows his plans for us, to help us and not harm us, though Satan roams around like a roaring lion. So Jesus rectifies what Satan had called his own, the Son of the long-loved President coming in and bearing his Father's name. This example doesn't work well as a physical manifestation, but it does if it's all in me. Heaven's within and my capacity to dwell in peace or fury is given to me - states that voted red can go blue or vice versa, and Jesus can rectify anything. God and Jesus vs./in spite of Satan. Where Satan is victor, the economy crumbles and causes a city to turn back to the father - its destruction is present in its own sowing. So the city's rectified. And when the Holy Spirit's the Father's PR man, they're pretty sure a win.
But the city must be open in order to be won over. And cities that are seared have got to come down because they no longer produce. They become socialist, unworking and poor, leeching off the cities that are fruitful and claiming they deserve their share. The trumpets are blown and the walls fall in on themselves. Then the foundation is laid again and the city comes back in newness of life.
And this is my heart. Good from jump, sold a bill of goods by a liar and thief, rectified by Jesus in all things, and in constant communion with God thanks to His Spirit. I can be in hell with no peace in sight, but I'm still in God's country. And He leads a government that listens because it was established for me - for my benefit - for this man who received the idea of sovereignty and gave my land, freedom, finances, and self to it.
Sovereignty is topmost priority in this land. God doesn't tell us to do anything or make us do anything: we are free. Those who will be sold to Satan will be sold and they can stay that way. God will not tell Satan he can't do a thing, but He will act when His people make their requests known.
4.09.2012
Heavenlove
I've had a certain impression of love since I was a child. It was a rare encounter, and still is, but when it happens I am lost to the world because heaven opens to me as it is.
There's a black sky, with endless diamond pinprick stars all about: it's an ocean of lights, more beautiful because of the contrast. And it expands. This is the key to love - it grows. This endless sea of beauty and affirmation gets wider and deeper and further, and that which is established grows stronger and continues growing stronger as new faith is born into the fold. These stars are me, the faith I find, the people I meet. It's all available and all a promise to me. I gaze into the arc of heaven and bear witness to God testifying to me of his promises. I am made to reach each of these stars - not to touch them but to let them touch me.
Then I'm on a ship, the sound of water lapping the bow, sailing into the night, into an unending sea of expectation and light, stars reflected in my eyes.
There's a black sky, with endless diamond pinprick stars all about: it's an ocean of lights, more beautiful because of the contrast. And it expands. This is the key to love - it grows. This endless sea of beauty and affirmation gets wider and deeper and further, and that which is established grows stronger and continues growing stronger as new faith is born into the fold. These stars are me, the faith I find, the people I meet. It's all available and all a promise to me. I gaze into the arc of heaven and bear witness to God testifying to me of his promises. I am made to reach each of these stars - not to touch them but to let them touch me.
Then I'm on a ship, the sound of water lapping the bow, sailing into the night, into an unending sea of expectation and light, stars reflected in my eyes.
1.10.2012
Listen Here
Do you think everything has a voice?
Cabinets, carpets, trees, a house's face. The bible says the rocks cry out.
Do you think anything can speak?
I imagine that everything has something to say, people waste their voices, but assuming every object has a purpose, what better way for that purpose be illuminated than for the very steward of that purpose to talk about it? I'm not saying I want to chat with a lampstand. If my purpose is to live and grow thicker, bolder, and more colorful (in Life) here, then I can grow. The same way a detective can read and perceive a truth and move with his gut in pursuit of his end, perhaps if we learned to listen in a new way, we could never be without sustenance, purpose, and innovation. I see the perceiving of these sounds as a stillness of the soul, like a pool which grows in content and depth when a thing is deposited in it. If your pool is rocky, you won't notice anything else coming at you because it's lost in the ruckus. But if you're quiet in spirit, the sounds and ripples will give the thing away. Things are slipping into your pool every day; do you know it?
Either objects are given a voice or someone is speaking through them. The voice is speaking of experience, life and direction, or lamenting its fear, destruction, and sadness. Who's speaking where and to what end? If Expansion is speaking, then I am illuminated and so I grow. If close-mindedness is speaking, I'm held down and hate it, but think myself safe. What will I hear of? I lean less on the lesser voice because I have been shown it's not prosperous, though at one point I thought it was.
My faith isn't airy-fairy (my new catch-all term for a sort of hippie reception - indiscriminate might be more appropriate), it's expanding to perceive more of god and life. I've been stuck in a mindset so I wouldn't move but God's endlessly expanding and moving, so I must learn to move like a greased wheel.
Life as energy. Given that everything in a room has energy (a temperature, a flammable mass, nutrients for things to grow in), then the energy of god is thrumming through all things. Sedentary, propelled, wet, hot, or mangy, he's close and literally coursing all around me - through me ... he is me. I am God. This is the oneness that all wise people speak of: the immersion of the self, thoughts, actions, emotions, all life, into a giant pool of consciousness where all things are shared and true and Justice is equal for everything. Step into the pool and be healed because everything in it is whole.
In life, Christianity for the most part sees do's and dont's and doesn't care to pursue a higher life. Many of them look for a better way because the seed within them hopes (earnestly expects) for consummation with the spirit, but their vision is limited because they are interested only in what they have and what comes next. They're not present. Hippies perceive the life of spirit and move in it but do not submit to the structure and clarity that gives our life here.Though more easygoing than most Christians, (I'm generalizing) they have few boundaries and aren't lawful enough in their pursuit. God is balance - all love and all direction, where direction is the law of his word. He is missed when the law gets heavy, because there's nothing heavy about Life and Grace and Peace. You can't keep the law, you can observe and maintain it to the best of your ability. From there you grow. You're not expected to keep it; he hopes you'll look for increase because the law is a way providing clarity in a mess of detail and circumstance. It declares the simple truth when a bevy of other cries bombard you with other justified and less true truths. So just be you. Don't put on, or lie, beat around the bush, or water things down. Bring it out like it's moving in you - anger, frustration, uproarious joy. Or don't. They're only circumstances, and if we're truly in God, then the people who get offended right out of my life aren't partaking of the grace that I'm learning to drink of.
It's about being present and growing up and down, side to side, glory to glory, because God just keeps on raining down. He dwells outside of time and we get hitched up in it. I won't lament for the person who'll be leaving in a month because I have them now. If it comes down to it I can call, email, skype, facebook, or let the world know with a tweet that I miss their body and am glad they're somewhere they need to be right now.
There's no distance in spirit anyhow. Pray for me, and your desire for my presence will be lessened because we're in the same pool. So I'm grateful for everything roundabout me and all the inner workings of the spirit. I am empowered to move in Grace, because God has propelled me into my next steps and those are never without Christ.
This is all about receiving, the willingness to open up to whatever might be higher and better than myself. I am closed when I think I'm good just as I am. I am good, and whole, and if secure in this state I'm prohibiting my expansion of self into something I haven't yet perceived. There are two levels here: the natural and the spiritual. In the natural, my steadfastness is a planted-feet I've-come-this-far-and-so-am-strong mentality. In the spiritual realm, this security is founded in the Lord and instead of digging in to stop something I am able to stand and receive whatever will stick. Receive of whatever comes at you and be sure the Lord will sort it out. We dedicate so much energy to determining what we'll receive that we waste ourselves and staunch our growth because we think we know exactly what we need. I don't know how God looks. My faith is growing that he approaches me in a multitude of ways I haven't yet seen, considered, or been open to.
So if the walls start speaking to me of life, I won't be surprised.
Cabinets, carpets, trees, a house's face. The bible says the rocks cry out.
Do you think anything can speak?
I imagine that everything has something to say, people waste their voices, but assuming every object has a purpose, what better way for that purpose be illuminated than for the very steward of that purpose to talk about it? I'm not saying I want to chat with a lampstand. If my purpose is to live and grow thicker, bolder, and more colorful (in Life) here, then I can grow. The same way a detective can read and perceive a truth and move with his gut in pursuit of his end, perhaps if we learned to listen in a new way, we could never be without sustenance, purpose, and innovation. I see the perceiving of these sounds as a stillness of the soul, like a pool which grows in content and depth when a thing is deposited in it. If your pool is rocky, you won't notice anything else coming at you because it's lost in the ruckus. But if you're quiet in spirit, the sounds and ripples will give the thing away. Things are slipping into your pool every day; do you know it?
Either objects are given a voice or someone is speaking through them. The voice is speaking of experience, life and direction, or lamenting its fear, destruction, and sadness. Who's speaking where and to what end? If Expansion is speaking, then I am illuminated and so I grow. If close-mindedness is speaking, I'm held down and hate it, but think myself safe. What will I hear of? I lean less on the lesser voice because I have been shown it's not prosperous, though at one point I thought it was.
My faith isn't airy-fairy (my new catch-all term for a sort of hippie reception - indiscriminate might be more appropriate), it's expanding to perceive more of god and life. I've been stuck in a mindset so I wouldn't move but God's endlessly expanding and moving, so I must learn to move like a greased wheel.
Life as energy. Given that everything in a room has energy (a temperature, a flammable mass, nutrients for things to grow in), then the energy of god is thrumming through all things. Sedentary, propelled, wet, hot, or mangy, he's close and literally coursing all around me - through me ... he is me. I am God. This is the oneness that all wise people speak of: the immersion of the self, thoughts, actions, emotions, all life, into a giant pool of consciousness where all things are shared and true and Justice is equal for everything. Step into the pool and be healed because everything in it is whole.
In life, Christianity for the most part sees do's and dont's and doesn't care to pursue a higher life. Many of them look for a better way because the seed within them hopes (earnestly expects) for consummation with the spirit, but their vision is limited because they are interested only in what they have and what comes next. They're not present. Hippies perceive the life of spirit and move in it but do not submit to the structure and clarity that gives our life here.Though more easygoing than most Christians, (I'm generalizing) they have few boundaries and aren't lawful enough in their pursuit. God is balance - all love and all direction, where direction is the law of his word. He is missed when the law gets heavy, because there's nothing heavy about Life and Grace and Peace. You can't keep the law, you can observe and maintain it to the best of your ability. From there you grow. You're not expected to keep it; he hopes you'll look for increase because the law is a way providing clarity in a mess of detail and circumstance. It declares the simple truth when a bevy of other cries bombard you with other justified and less true truths. So just be you. Don't put on, or lie, beat around the bush, or water things down. Bring it out like it's moving in you - anger, frustration, uproarious joy. Or don't. They're only circumstances, and if we're truly in God, then the people who get offended right out of my life aren't partaking of the grace that I'm learning to drink of.
It's about being present and growing up and down, side to side, glory to glory, because God just keeps on raining down. He dwells outside of time and we get hitched up in it. I won't lament for the person who'll be leaving in a month because I have them now. If it comes down to it I can call, email, skype, facebook, or let the world know with a tweet that I miss their body and am glad they're somewhere they need to be right now.
There's no distance in spirit anyhow. Pray for me, and your desire for my presence will be lessened because we're in the same pool. So I'm grateful for everything roundabout me and all the inner workings of the spirit. I am empowered to move in Grace, because God has propelled me into my next steps and those are never without Christ.
This is all about receiving, the willingness to open up to whatever might be higher and better than myself. I am closed when I think I'm good just as I am. I am good, and whole, and if secure in this state I'm prohibiting my expansion of self into something I haven't yet perceived. There are two levels here: the natural and the spiritual. In the natural, my steadfastness is a planted-feet I've-come-this-far-and-so-am-strong mentality. In the spiritual realm, this security is founded in the Lord and instead of digging in to stop something I am able to stand and receive whatever will stick. Receive of whatever comes at you and be sure the Lord will sort it out. We dedicate so much energy to determining what we'll receive that we waste ourselves and staunch our growth because we think we know exactly what we need. I don't know how God looks. My faith is growing that he approaches me in a multitude of ways I haven't yet seen, considered, or been open to.
So if the walls start speaking to me of life, I won't be surprised.
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