If Life is a Story

Spirit tells me that if Life is a story, and, He seems to insist,

In many ways it is, then the pages of past experiences

That we call memories, are as earlier chapters in our

Personal Book of Life.

 

If so, I ask, without necessarily doubting my wise teacher,

Then why did the past not even seem to hint at my

Present life or provide even a misty vision of what

My future might possibly be?

 

Lack of awareness and narrow focus, He sighs, and then

Begins to improvise Pete Seeger, singing ‘When will they

Ever learn”, from “Where have all the flowers gone”.

Life is a dance

Spirit tells me that in the dance of Life, specific energies

Blend or they do not. We each send out smoke signals,

Perhaps in the form of peace offerings, to heal a real or

Imagined offense, and to test the direction in which

Our relationship is moving.

 

Our peace offerings serve a useful purpose, even if

They are rejected. We have tasted the soup of our

Relationship. Is it too cool to enjoy? Is it too hot for

Comfort? Or, is it just right for a pleasurable and

Mutually satisfactory experience?.

 

Life is a dance, He repeats, so relax and move to the

Music of challenges and situations. And, trust yourself

To intuitively know when to move closer, step aside,

Back away – how to live your life, your way.

The steering wheel of my life

Spirit tells me that it isn’t necessary for me to let go of

The steering wheel of my life until I can do so willingly,

And with confidence that God, Life, The Universe, or

He will take control.

 

But, He suggests that if I can learn to relax and gradually

Release the tenseness of my grip on the wheel, then

This will improve the quality of the ride and allow me to

Enjoy the scenery.

Denial and Rejection serve us well

Spirit tells me that denial and rejection serve us well,

While they serve us at all. However, inevitably and

Unavoidably, acceptance of reality wins the game.

 

Whether or not we eagerly strive toward enlightenment,

Awareness, or a simple acceptance of Life as it is, is a

Personal choice and expresses our Individual style, or

Coping skills – our way of playing the game of Life.

 

Life is as sifted flour

Spirit tells me that Life is not so much non-spatial as of

Limitless space, and not so much integrated as

Beyond the conceptual limits of integration.

 

Sifted flour, He tells me, can be measured, and yet,

No measure produces anything other than flour.

Whatever size of measuring cup is used, what is

Contained within the measuring cup is sifted flour.

 

Life, Spirit tells me, is like that.

 

 

Life is a story that writes itself

Spirit tells me that Life is a story that writes itself.

Today is not separate from yesterday in any real

Sense. Today emerged from yesterday and will

Transform itself into tomorrow as part of a

Continuous progression of situations and events

Designed to serve Life’s purpose.

 

Which is?

 

To expand our awareness, both individually and

Collectively

 

Our awareness of what?

 

Our awareness of our own awareness.

It was always too late

 

Spirit tells me that, perhaps it was

Always too late to turn back

The pages of life experiences

That created , one step at a time,

Today’s seemingly tragic situation.

 

Our culture and our civilization are,

He tells me, doomed, but let’s

Strive to leave a glorious record

For whatever civilization

Develops out of our ruins,

Not ashes.

 

What is a promise made of?

Spirit asks me, What is a promise made of?

I had never thought of a promise as being

Composed of or built or created of

Anything outside of itself. But,

Intention came to my mind,

Perhaps placed therein by Spirit.

A promise expresses an intention.

An intention to do what?

Spirit answers for me, An

Intention to let me…

To let you what?

Where is the do?

This discussion is getting over my head.

There is no discussion.

Then, what are we doing?

One of us is stalling.

For what?

For time, and there is no time.

Then, what must I do?

To what?.

To satisfy you.

Satisfy yourself.

How?

Now we’re getting somewhere.

Where?

Toward accepting that

I need nothing from you, but

You need me.

For what?

For life, for everything.

Ten thousand easier ways

Spirit tells me that one of us seems to be unaware of

Where we are or where we are going, or

How we have planned to get there.

 

Planned? I don’t remember planning

This route through life.

There simply has to be

An easier way.

 

Perhaps there are ten thousand

Easier ways, He tells me, but

This is your/our way.

 

Did we draw straws or roll dice?

 

Neither of the above. Our way is

A gift that we have given to

Ourselves.

 

How? and Why?

 

Free will or, rather, the price

Or consequence of such.