Truly I live in an illusion where I am separate from God by labels, and boundaries -- but most of all, guilt. The Christ has fully resolved any grievances between all of us and the divine Source, and in fact we are to be intimate with our "Abba", the great Daddy. Someday it will not feel strange to call the incredible life source "Daddy." Only my guilt and ignorance keeps me from fully embracing this concept -- yet I wish to very strongly! However, as I said in the last entry, I know all is well. There is no "goal" to set for myself, instead to just be a divine Child. So, here are some poems and thoughts on the beautiful oneness I seek. (This may be a bit long but I hope they speak to you.)
The more we talk, the more we think, the more we ideate, the more we separate ourselves from each other. Identify you, as you, as you, as you. And you’re a republican, and you’re a democrat, you’re a beatnik, you’re a hippie, you’re a… this, that, and the other thing; you’re a square or whatever. The more I identify you, you see, in these terms, the more I don’t feel that you are me. You really, physically, are me. All of you; each one, to everybody else, is like a dewdrop on a spider’s web in the early morning which contains in itself all the reflections of all the other dewdrops. And we really relate to each other like that. But in language, in communication, we all put ourselves apart as separate entities, see? And believe that. So the more we go on with this, the more we are divided up, the more we quarrel, the more we don’t understand how to cooperate. -Alan Watts
Separating the world into ideas, concepts, things, boxes -- is useful for certain activities we do. But I believe that we must never forget that the reality is oneness, all things are tied together into the One.
God created us for love, for union, for forgiveness and compassion and, yet, that has not been our storyline. That has not been our history. - Richard Rohr
Only the oneness of loveand the lover is eternal.Surrender your heart into this union,for all else in this world is momentary.-Rumi
When it's over, I want to say: all my lifeI was a bride married to amazement.I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.When it is over, I don't want to wonderif I have made of my life something particular, and real.I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,or full of argument.I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.― Mary Oliver
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