predencia

Without forgiveness I will still be blind.

Sin is the symbol of attack. Behold it anywhere, and I will suffer. For forgiveness is the only means whereby Christ’s vision comes to me. Let me accept what His sight shows me. Let me accept what His sight shows me as the simple truth, and I am healed completely. Brother, come and let me look on you. Your loveliness reflects my own. Your sinlessness is mine. You stand forgiven, and I stand with you.

So would I look on everyone today. My brothers are your Sons. Your Fatherhood created them, and gave them all to me as part of You, and my own Self as well. Today I honour You through them, and thus I hope this day to recognise my Self.

Can you believe it – more forgiveness! But I’m getting used to it, used to the fact that whatever the question, whatever the disharmony, whatever the illness, the answer is forgiveness. Yes, and love. But they are the same thing, you can’t have one without the other. It was a pretty unchallenging day forgiveness wise. Very please about that.

Had a great day. Lunch in Vegged Out in Fletchers Walk in the city centre (a possible venue for a book reading) and dinner in The Bottle of Sack in Sutton, sandwiched between a quick Writers Without Borders meeting in the Coffee Lounge in Navigation St. Fortunately I’d had the good sense to go to the gym this morning, so was able to enjoy the gorgeous vegan cakes in Vegged Out without any guilt whatsoever.

Sold another copy of Betrayed today. A drop that will some day become a flood.

To love my father is to love His Son

Let me not think that I can find the way to God, if I have hatred in my heart. Let me not try to hurt God’s Son, and think that I can know his Father or my Self. Let me not fail to recognise myself, and still believe that my awareness can contain my Father, or my mind conceive of all the love my Father has for me, and all the love which I return to Him.

I will accept the way you choose for me to come to You, my Father. For in that will I succeed, because it is Your Will. And I would recognise that what You will is what I will as well, and only that. And so I choose to love Your Son. Amen.

I was Little Miss Dynamo today; made a list as long as my arm and got through most of it, including writing the publicity blurb for Caribbean Juices. I even managed to fit in an hour of belly dance practice, in preparation for my performance on the 9^th of October. Something has been unleashed. I am amazing!

I think it has much to do with the second paragraph above. I am accepting that the way to God is the only way to success. Even on the days when things don’t go according to plan, on days when I weep another sister’s tears, or have to reschedule my life to comfort another, I feel on purpose. The writing and performing is simply part of that way. I am amazing, because God is amazing, and I am part of God.

I am in danger nowhere in the world.

Your son is safe wherever he may be, for You are there with him. He need but call upon Your Name, and he will recollect his safety and You Love, for they are one. How can he fear or doubt or fail to know he cannot suffer, be endangered, or experience unhappiness, when he belong to You, beloved and loving, in the safety of Your Fatherly embrace.

And there we are in truth. No storms can come into the hallowed haven of our home. In God we are secure. For what can come to threaten God Himself, or make afraid what will forever be a part of Him?

I got the answer to the emotional upheaval of yesterday at 10.30 a.m. today. I woke up, completely myself, no evidence of the distress of yesterday, but a great urge to clean. As I was looking around, very satisfied with my efforts, a friend that I’ve not seen for a few months called. I asked how her day was yesterday, and she dissolved in to floods of tears. She described completely the emotions I’d experienced yesterday, she used the same words I’d used to my friend to describe how I’d been feeling, and had highlighted the same reasons for feeling overwhelmed. The only difference was that the extent of her issues was truly overwhelming for her, whereas mind had not been. Interestingly, she’d been on my mind for the day, and I called her three times without any response. For me it was further evidence of the connection we have across time and space. Confirmation that we are all one, connected my an invisible force that, if understood my more people would stop us acting in any way that could possible harm another.

I’m glad I had the answer so soon, as I was able to attend the Writers Without Borders meeting with a spring in my step, which was still there when I attended the Gabbidon Brothers showcase evening at the Harriet Tubman Development Centre, where I had the opportunity to perform a couple of poems and perform my first public reading from Betrayed. Both were well received, and the evening went on to be an exciting mix of poetry and music. Not to mention the gorgeous food.

Today I will judge nothing that occurs

I will be honest with myself today. I will not think that I already know what must remain beyond my present grasp. I will not think I understand the whole from bits of my perception, which are all that I can see. Today I recognise that this is so. And so I am relieved of judgements hat I cannot make. Thus do I free myself and what I look upon, to be in peace as God created us.

Father, today I leave creation free to be itself. I honour all its parts, in which I am included. We are one because each part contains Your memory, and truth must shine in all of us as one.

It began in the morning, a feeling of total overwhelm, of heaviness, of not wanting to go on. Tears, sobs that wracked my body came from nowhere and lasted most of the day. A friend was kind enough to see my need and take me to lunch, where I shared a lot of what was on my mind. But it seemed somewhat small for the reaction in my psyche, in my body. I was puzzled. I didn’t feel like me, didn’t feel that whatever the issues were, that they were mine, and said so a few times. It felt like I was back in a family constellation experiencing another soul’s distress.

At about 4 p.m. I read my lesson for the first time and laughed out loud. I could maybe have saved myself a lot of distress if I’d read it first thing in the morning. I might have not spent so much time trying to work things out, and would have accepted that I didn’t need to understand everything. The peace began to come back, and was hastened by some very loud Beres Hammond and Guppy Ranks.

After watching a comedy film, I was restored to my former, trusting, peaceful self. What on earth was all that about?

This day is God’s. It is my gift to Him.

I will not lead my life alone today. I do not understand the world, and so to try and lead my life alone must be but foolishness. But there is One Who knows all that is best for me. And He is glad to make no choices for me but the ones that lead to God. I give this day to Him, for I would not delay my comings home, and it is He Who knows the way to God.

And so we give today to You. We come with wholly open minds. We do not ask for anything that we may think we want. Give us what you would have received by us. You know all our desires and our wants. And You will give us anything we need in helping us to find the way to You.

What a struggle today was. I was awake at 3 a.m. and at 4 a.m. gave us trying to sleep and began to write the story my characters were telling me. When they finished speaking at 6.15 a.m. I did some emails and went back to bed at 7. It was nearly ten before someone else’s drama intruded into my world and woke me up. In addition to the lesson today, I read again the 50 principles of miracles, and while inspired and grounded by them; I still found it difficult at times throughout the day to implement them, to remain in the energy of love in the face of an onslaught of negativity. Maybe it would have been easier if I hadn’t been so tired. Maybe it would have been harder if I hadn’t constantly handed the day over to the Holy Spirit, especially in the moments when I felt like screaming, or when I felt my heart beating faster with frustration.

What is the world?

The world is false perception. It is born of error, and it has not left its source. It will remain no longer than the thought that gave it birth is cherished. When the thought of separation has been changed to one of true forgiveness, will the world be seen in quite another light, and one which leads to truth, where the world must disappear and all its errors vanish. Now its source has gone, and its effects are gone as well.

Lesson 241

This holy instant is salvation come

What joy there is today! It is a time of special celebration. For today holds out the instant to the darkened world where its release is set. The day has come when sorrows [ass away and pain is gone. The glory of salvation dawns today upon a world set free. This is the time of hope for countless millions. They will be united now, as you forgive them all. For I will be forgiven by you today.

We have forgiven one another now, and so we come at last ot You again. Father, You Son, who never left, returns to Heaven and his home. How glad are we to have our sanity restored to us, and to remember that we all are one.

After a very weird dream where I was speeding down a road as a car rather than in a car, it developed into a very lovely day. Despite the torrential downpours my spirits remained high. We all are one. I felt that today, that connection with everyone I met, including Miss P, the poet who I will be doing some work with later in the year.

I now have a task list for promoting my launch event at the Harriet Tubman Development Centre and Bookshop on 13^th October. I need to get busy organising a few radio interviews, newspaper articles and internet stuff.

Fear is not justified in any form

Fear is deception. It attests that you have seen yourself as you could never be, and therefore look upon a world which is impossible. Not one thing in this world is true. It does not matter what the form in which it may appear. It witnesses by to your own illusions of yourself. Let us not be deceived today. We are the Sons of God. There is no fear I us, for we are each a part of Love itself.

How foolish are our fears! Would You allow Your Son to suffer? Give us faith today to recognise Your Son, and set him free. Let us forgive him in Your Name, that we may understand his holiness, and feel the love for him which is Your Own as well.

After the spiritual and emotional wringing out of the long weekend, I did a mammoth workout at the gym, and felt very physical again. Very pleased to have received the Writers Without Banner and thanks to Pam for taking a picture of me and it, and posting it on facebook.

Great meeting with the core group to plan our extravaganza on the 9^th of October, our goodbye to the Library Theatre, our home for over 10 years.