Maybe we could begin to honor each other’s journeys, and recognize that we are each our own expression of Divine Source. Maybe we could begin to see that because your journey is different than mine does not make my journey wrong, and vice versa. Maybe we could stop classifying those who choose to stay in religion as being on the wrong journey. Maybe we could begin to see diversity as a thing of beauty, rather than a tool of division. Maybe we could begin to express Love without correction, and allow others to be who they are.

Divine Source wanted to experience each of us in our own expression, otherwise we would be a bunch of clones all doing the same exact thing. How boring would that be?

Kari Carwile

W I T H . A . M O D I C U M . O F . C O U R A G E

With a modicum of courage we can really, really listen to the proverbial other guy’s interpretation of spiritual journey and learn as quantum physics reveals there is an infinitude of paths, ways, means, methods to get into our spiritual bodies and open our spiritual single eye at last.

I wish for everyone who has happened upon this discourse that they stumble into a situation that will lay bare before them the total abject absurdity that they could be ‘right’, to the exclusion of the next person who has been traveling a different road with equal zeal!

The moment you think you’ve got the final answer, you must despair of it. Start over. Start from scratch. See if you don’t find yourself more aware and alert than ever before. You owe it to yourSelf.

DrRobinStarbuck

Meditation:

“If we are satisfied with yesterday’s manna, with yesterday’s understanding, with yesterday’s interpretation, we will not progress, and we must progress. It seems that I never go along more than six months without coming to the realization that I have to start all over again, that what I knew of truth before is no longer true or helpful, and now I have to begin all over and learn from the beginning. That is exactly what happens. I have very blank periods, usually not more than six months apart, in which I get to a point of frustration, during which I know that I am going nowhere and I am getting there very rapidly. The best thing to do in such a predicament is to turn to the Father and ask for fresh manna.”

Joel Goldsmith, “The Only Freedom,” Chapter 4.

If a person truly has a unique contribution to offer, rather than try to top them with an identical replica, why not appreciate such a gift? You have your own unique gifts to offer and they’ll be greatly enhanced by your largess!

O Precious Guide
Yes, you … with your
Many loyal friends and admirers
You’ve toughened up a lot
Yet remained sweet.

Some nastiness out there has
Misjudged you, crucified you
But you still keep on
Serving the whole of mankind
To honor us all.

You come up short though
If and when you enable one
Who’s gone afore you
To be placed – with their gift –
On the chopping block of
Senseless purposeless
Misinterpreting humanity.

Protect the little One
Who wants to give what You
Haven’t yet found.
You’re equal to it, most aren’t.
With a leap of faith
Kill not the messenger.

“The woman who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The woman who walks alone is likely to find herself in places no one has ever been before”.
~Albert Einstein

A lot of heartache could be averted and a lot of inspiration gleaned if we would realize how lame our overly zealous quasi-religious expressions sound to new people – especially the young. Speak about Jesus, God, I AM, but let’s try emptying our terminology of doctrinal double-speak. Anyone and everyone on the planet deserves to know that God is within them – whether they acknowledge it or not. But a high and lofty throne room of glory? Tell them that symbolism has its place as an invaluable teaching assist, but at least always be able to speak plain relevant accessible truth.

To “follow” someone doesn’t mean walk after their human body (dead or alive) in your human body.
It means to appreciate what they’ve given the world in terms of spiritual insight and inspiration.
Why do we get such a kick out of misinterpreting what someone says and then mocking them? What loving purpose does it serve?