The Divine Journey #3

The third thing we’re going to look at in the Divine Journey is how to awaken the fearless self and be free. In the common hides the celestial, and so she waits—that which is Divine— watchful (the soul), never knowing when or where she will catch a message from Heaven. These moments are never announced. They enter quietly, and always unexpected. Though these beautiful impressions vanish into the thin air, still, something about them lasts forever.

Transcript

Hi,

It's Guy and let's all take a deep breath,

Relax a little bit from ourselves and get ready for the third talk in this new e-course,

The Divine Journey.

The third thing we're going to look at,

Our subject of study,

Is how to awaken the fearless self and be forever free.

Every relationship that we have in our life,

Much as I mentioned to you in the first talk,

Serves as a kind of mirror where our contact with each person,

Place,

And event serves a very special purpose even if it's yet realized by most of us.

Again,

As I said,

They're a mirror that reveals things to us about ourselves that can't be realized in any other way.

But I think this is one of the many reasons that so many of us love in a special way those moments in the great showroom of life called Mother Nature.

Again,

I mentioned looking up at a night sky or here in southern Oregon at this time of the year when all of the fall leaves are starting to turn their color.

We look at these mountains,

We look at the night sky,

And we sense without working at it at all something majestic.

We literally see in a manner of speaking in any newborn,

In any moment where we're lucky enough to see some flower catch the light just in that way that catches our attention,

We can sense something of a timeless innocence,

A timeless beauty,

And with everything that touches us in that way.

What is it that happens within us?

The answer is we're made aware of a life that's larger than our own and yet one that is inseparable from the part of us that stands as a witness to it,

That looks into that mirror of the moment.

Through these relationships,

We glimpse the ineffable and by their touch we're awakened to realize that whatever we behold in this world of ours is actually a mirror of the worlds above and that all of these worlds reside in us.

The soul knows this to be true.

That's why it stands in silent reverence in the moments of such realization that in the common hides the celestial.

I'll say it again because it's one of my favorite ideas.

In the common hides the celestial and so she waits,

That which is divine,

Watchful,

The soul never knowing when or where she will catch a message from heaven.

These moments are never announced.

They enter quietly and always unexpected and as the following illustration helps make clear,

I trust,

Though they vanish into the thin air these beautiful impressions,

Still something about them lasts forever.

As I said,

Come the fall this time of the year here in southern Oregon,

Particularly as it nears its end,

The ground on the little mountaintop where I live is literally covered with golden brown oak leaves that have all parted ways with their seasonal parents.

It's so beautiful,

At least it is for me.

My wife doesn't care much for it.

When the wind catches these leaves and they fall like slow motion snowflakes onto the floor not just on the forest around us but in the yard everywhere and each takes their temporary resting place.

Then in late October,

Early November,

There come these winds and all the leaves are off to the races like a large gathering of tiny tumblers.

They're driven here and there rolling head over head in a dead heat to places unknown.

The remarkable thing and I've always wondered about it is where are they all going?

I mean if you've ever watched leaves caught in a wind and they go rushing off and then your eyes come back to the place where they left,

You can see the place they left is filled with leaves racing right behind them.

It is amazing to me because even though everything is in movement,

I can barely discern any difference in what remains before me.

The leaves,

The wind picks up and scatters down the hill are replaced moment by moment with the leaves moving up the hill from the other side.

It's kind of like a natural giant game of musical chairs only in this instance there's a spot for all of the players.

And as I watch things like that and I hope that you will too,

There's a very beautiful lesson that appears.

A kind of celestial secret is playing itself out right before us if we're willing to see it.

Here it is.

Everything moves but nothing changes.

The ground over which these leaves race remains the same.

It provides the stage upon which an infinite number of characters interact with one another in an almost endless dance and yet never really change anything other than their places.

This is a near perfect metaphor for any aspirant wishing to understand the relationship of what is their immortal self with the world of passing time that runs through it.

Within us at the very center of our being is a spiritual ground.

Call it what you will.

A perfect stillness that is to the movement of our own thoughts and feelings as is the earth to the leaves that race across her until there's nowhere else to run.

Resting from their race,

The leaves,

They do what?

They enter into stillness.

Just as our thoughts and feelings resting from their race also enter into stillness.

Both examples evidence of giving themselves up in this instance the leaves to nourish the body of the earth and in our instance to help nourish the soul to recognize that there is always something new passing through it that gives birth to it over and over again as does the spring to the leaves and trees of fall.

How can you and I better see a truth like this?

What do we do?

How are we to find that unbelievably unique kind of freedom that comes with realizing that within us there is a changeless ground,

Something divine that dwells within us through which all things pass but that never changes the divinity,

The beauty of it?

So I have a few ideas.

It begins with the idea of being here.

What does it mean to be here?

Most of us live in our mind.

We are all the time not just tumbling along with thoughts that race through to try to change some unwanted perception but our identification with those thoughts keeps us moving and never aware of the fact that there is a ground over which and through which they run.

So to be here means literally to be in another place in this moment and what is that?

In our awareness of our own mind.

In our awareness of all the sensations passing through us that are in some respect caused by the tumbling of those thoughts and feelings but that itself is not moved by them.

Be here.

Next,

Be here and be still.

To be still means to understand that there is within us the capacity,

A certain kind of consciousness that can recognize and realize without taking thought at all that everything that it can see move means that all of those things are moving through something that is itself not moving.

Be still.

Be here.

And in that being here and being still,

Work to remember the truth of what you have seen and want to see through these new ideas by giving your complete attention to this living presence of all that you are and all that we've been discussing so far.

You will be given in exchange for the incomparable awareness that while around you everything changes within you lives what is unchanging.

Awareness follows a discovery like that in much the same way as late evening shadows run from the morning light.

Choose to be here,

To be with yourself,

To be still observing yourself and remember that any time you want to you are invited on this divine journey inward to discover that all that's unfolding outside of you is doing so to help you remember who and what you are and in that remembrance in the truth of that immortal nature freedom from fear and the fulfillment of your soul.

I'll see you on the next talk.

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SHUT the front door!! I’m from Gold Hill/Rogue River!
I knew you had a familiar vibe! I too appreciate the beauty and wonder Southern Oregon offers. Wish we had more of that rain Oregon is synonymous for. The leaves have turned far too soon this year. Thank you for this space. I enjoy your talks.