Good Morning Sweetie,
Looking forward to seeing you Thursday night. On the one hand I would like to say it will be nice to get caught up with you, but we’ve been doing a pretty good job of that on the phone. I think I wanted everything to be perfect when I would present in Boston, but I’m seeing how that perfection is some kind of an illusion. The desire for perfection certainly gets our consciousness up to a certain standard and then a new idea out of that striving for perfection comes forth and thus a new goal, a new standard is born.
It’s been interesting tracking the “evolution of our consciousness.” What we see as “normal” would be considered weird by others. I’m hoping by putting down out thoughts, our evolution, it will help others. I don’t know how it can help, but it will be there, available.
I’m still trying to understand the idea of separation. I’m reading Journey of Angels by Hoppe. What is this feeling of separation and/or guilt that many people seem to feel? Something that goes deeper than the screw-ups they may have experienced during this lifetime. Does it come from previous lifetimes? Perhaps. If there never was anything wrong with this separation, and if it is seen as an act of love and freedom, then why the woes of separation and guilt?
I think once we figure that out, it will help to heal the planet. This goes back to chasing the mysteries of life. We say what we don't know and move forward. This is how we evolve in our consciousness. What do you think? I believe this goes back to the question of what is truth? Perhaps truth is always an open question mark? I wrote in my poem:
"Ever since your illustrious youth
you were always told to tell the Truth."
True, parents and teachers expected the truth from us, for the ordinary simple things of life, like "Who threw the paper wad?" Who hit Johnny? Who put the clay in the teachers cup? Who put toilet paper over the bushes? etc, but what about deeper truths? How can we know the answers to all things? If God is infinite, then it's impossible to have all the answers about God, which means religions don't provide all the answers to questions about life. We know that scientists life in the mystery of life, and thus can't have all the answers. So where are we at then when we say, tell the Truth? Perhaps this is the best thing we can provide for each other is a list of unanswered questions like, "I can say I'm a son, father, grandfather, principal, teacher, architectural draftsman, storyteller, etc, but in my heart, I am full of mystery. I don't really know who I am, but I keep searching for that answer. I don't know why I am here, but I keep trying to figure that out. I don't know where I am going, but I keep trying to figure that out. How do we create our reality? I'm not sure, but I'm learning from science and spirituality how that works and it looks like a lot of fun.