‘Give me your blessing, holy Son of God.’
Today we practice differently, and take a stand against our anger, that our fears may disappear and offer room to love. Complete abstraction is the natural condition of the mind. But part of it is now unnatural. It does not look on everything as one. It sees instead but fragments of the whole, for only thus could it invent the partial world you see. The purpose of all seeing is to show you what you wish to see. All hearing but brings your mind the sounds it wants to hear.
It seems that the body that we feel limits our freedom, makes us suffer, and at last puts out our life. Yet bodies are but symbols for a concrete form of fear. Who sees a brother as a body sees him as fear’s symbol, and he will attack.
Today we practice in a form we have attempted earlier. Select one brother, symbol of the rest, and ask salvation of him, ask this of him that he may set you free:
Give me your blessing, holy Son of God. I would behold you with the eyes of Christ, and see my perfect sinlessness in you.
And he will answer whom you call upon. For he will hear the voice of God in you, and answer in your own.
I had plenty of opportunity to ask my brothers for blessings today, in fact it was hard to pick just one. I seemed to have pissed off a lot of people in the last few days and vice versa, been feeling pretty pissed off myself. Not surprising really as we get back what we give out.
Since Thursday I’ve had a weird kind of energy hanging around, making me tired and irritable. That, coupled with the corroboration with ACIM by David Icke that our physical eyes show us what we want to see, has had my brain cells on permanent red alert. Everything I’m looking at is but a projection of my own mind, therefore to see something different I must project something different. This is a big responsibility. It means I’m totally in control of the crap I’ve been looking at and complaining about.
Tonight I went to a Violet Flame meditation event. There was a strong emphasis on unblocking our DNA of negative energy, and healing any issues carried from our past lives inEgypt. Violet Flame uses a lot of chanting to raise energy and increase the vibration in the body, which leads to healing. My friend and I both had sore throats when we went, both of which was cleared by the end of the evening, as was her bad back. There was a suggestion that in a previous life we were afraid to speak our truth for fear of being punished, which was creating our sore throats. Now that the clearing had happened the fear had gone and we could go forward and speak our truths.
It will be interesting to see if the novel, which is in part autobiographical, flows a little easier. It’s been like wading through treacle trying to write it.