How can illusions satisfy God’s Son?
Father, the truth belongs to me. My name is set in Heaven by Your Will and mine. Can dreams content me? Can illusions bring me happiness? What but Your memory can satisfy Your Son? I will accept no less than You have given me. I am surrounded by Your Love, forever still, forever gentle and forever safe. God’s Son must be as You created him.
Today we pass illusions by. And if we hear temptation call to us to stay and linger in a dream, we turn aside and ask ourselves if we, the Sons of God, could be content with dreams, when Heaven can be chosen just as easily as hell, and love will happily replace all fear.
At a point, quite early on in the day I lost my temper. It’s been such a long time since I’ve lost it that I was really taken aback. I was amazed by how sudden and explosive the outburst was, and had to walk away from the scene to calm down. After apologising to my friend, I spent the rest of the day trying to work out which bit of my ego felt so threatened that it had to defend itself in such a violent way.
I finally came to the conclusion that it’s the part that was not feeling listened to. The part that was making the other person wrong for not paying me enough attention. What I really needed to do was see the need in the other person and not be so caught up with my own needs. Then I reflected on the fact that my annoyance reflected something in me that was not listening. I tried to find who I was not listening to, and finally came to the conclusion that I was not listening enough to my inner guide, to my divine spirit, and I know from past experience that I ignore it at my peril.
I guess today I was seeing too much of hell and not enough of Heaven. Though there was a bit of Heaven in the Indian Buffet restaurant me and a couple of house mates went to in the evening. Great food, and smooth mango lassi. I decided not to beat myself up too much about it. Tomorrow is another day when I can choose to focus more on Heaven.