Thursday, February 19, 2015

Spiritual Terrorism (a note to a friend)


Be aware that as you move forward into the light, there will be forces trying to pull you back. Often the worse offenders are those closest to you. 


They resent you moving forward as they linger behind in the dark. They are jealous of how you found the strength and faith to overcome obstacles while they stagnate and wander through life blind. Most of all, they scream and threaten because they can no longer manipulate you.

But don't take it personally.

  

Always remember: It is not you they hate but anything of the light, anything good, anything truly creative, anything that isn't all about them. LOL

It is only spiritual terrorism. They use fear to undermine you. But their arrogance will be their undoing. Every four-letter word, every threat made can and will be used against them. 
(This note is to someone in particular: I am amazed how parents of a baby do not consider how their actions may damage their own child but then again such people only think of themselves and can't imagine any repercussions even as they see signs all around them. )

See their attempts to pull you into their own darkness as nothing more than Spiritual Terrorism and do not be afraid. They have already lost.

After all, it's not like in the movies where the fight against evil lasts for hours and hours.  A simple wave of the hand is enough as you say:



Wednesday, February 18, 2015

When will they ever learn?

There is no greater power.

Jesus summoned His twelve disciples and gave them authority over unclean spirits, to cast them out, and to heal every kind of disease and every kind of sickness. 


For in the case of many who had unclean spirits, they were coming out of them shouting with a loud voice; and many who had been paralyzed and lame were healed. 



You will know who dwells in darkness by the words they spew and the threats they make and the arrogance which blinds them to their own vulnerability. Remember there is help not only upon this earth but from Above. Those forces both earthly and Divine are already in place to do battle.  So, be at peace.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

You can do it - you have to do it


You will never know who you are and what you can do until you break the chains holding you back.

Concepts of 'family obligation,' the safety of the little world you've come to know, the routine that seems so comfortable are links in that chain keeping you from flying to greater heights. 

Do whatever it takes to break away; drive, take a plane or bus or train, but use your feet and  'run Forrest, run.'

There will always be a helping hand should you ever need it.



Sunday, February 8, 2015

the things I post


I don't give much thought to what I write here - I can't imagine any more than a few people reading it anyway.


My posts are composed in the moment and yes, usually in response to something that happened to either to myself or someone I care for and protect.



Some readers may find my words harsh and un-Christian, even though I quote His teachings, however, it takes great strength and power to follow in His footsteps. It's not a path for the cowardly or those who wish to remain weak.


Look upon the Sacred Heart - though pierced by thorns and spear, it is still alive, still on fire with the love for God. It remains devoted.  A Sacred Heart will endure and conquer anything this world inflicts upon it.

We must separate the image of Jesus that has become popular as a gentle, flower child who roamed the land with a big smile on his face.

He may have been those things at different times but how can you explain the fact that he shifted the course of mankind's history, he opened the way for every soul to return to the Source, unless he was also a man of great power?



Think about it.

Saturday, February 7, 2015

an end to foolishness


I must also add beware of those who deceive. It's the old saying, "Fool me once and shame on you but fool me twice and shame on me."
This may not seem Christian to some people but Jesus never asked us to be foolish. (Be as innocent as a dove and as wise as a serpent.)
For many years for too many times it's been "shame on me" for being so naive.
Now I am older now.
And, I pray, a bit wiser.

Sunday, February 1, 2015

What is a Monk?

Images arise: sandals, tonsure, a rope for a belt; fat, jolly friars partial to frothy beer; gaunt, hooded ascetics with a fondness for self-flagellation; Saint Francis as a perch for birds, a lone figure silently standing in a garden; saffron robes mottled by a green forest; red robes chanting the sutras in ornate temples. Some images are true. Some are fiction. Always male. I guess women who follow The Way are referred to as nuns.
But as Saint Jerome once said, "Interpret the name monk, it is thine own. . ."
To be a monk is to follow an uncharted path. It is a journey of discovery, a quest to find the source of the river. Along the way, he or she may stop to test the water, to gauge its clarity and determine what direction to take.
A monk, however, doesn't stop to build a church along its banks or form an organization to advance the expedition. The quest leaves little time or energy for worldly matters.
A monk will forsake a personal family but sees all people encountered on the journey as a brother or sister. Nevertheless, a monk often walks alone. A monk has few friends. Few companions are willing to also search for the source of the river.
A monk is celibate so to be blind to the world of duality, seeing neither male nor female, neither old nor young, neither beautiful nor ugly, seeing not the flesh, but the light of the soul.
A monk lives simply treating possessions as cumbersome burdens. Though grateful for all that is given, he or she remains detached.
A monk is imperfect. Only God is perfect and a monk seeks perfection through God.
A monk is a child who will stumble. Monks know they will trip over his or her mistakes. Chastity, simplicity and devotion are all practices and like someone learning a musical instrument, the wrong note will often disturb the harmony but the monk continues to practice.
The Way of the Monk is difficult. Obstacles get in the way. Sacrifice is painful. Confusion lurks at every new turn in the road. Nevertheless, the monk will continue to walk and stumble because the monk is homesick. Home for a monk is not a place but a state of being.
Some will see the monk as mad or foolish. Some see only the images found in picture books and movies. Look closely and see the scarred bare feet from thorns trampled underfoot. Feel the ache of loneliness when no one listens, the tear-filled eyes that have seen suffering in the world, the broken body that has struggled to free itself from the trap of trivialities.


Look closer, however, and you will also see a smile. For the monk who has found the source of the river is given "what no eye has seen, no ear has heard, what no hand has touched, and what has not arisen in the human heart."
The Way of the Monk is difficult. Obstacles get in the way. Sacrifice is painful. Confusion lurks at every new turn in the road. Nevertheless, the monk will continue to walk and stumble because the monk is homesick. Home for a monk is not a place but a state of being.
Some will see the monk as mad or foolish. Some see only the images found in picture books and movies. Look closely and see the scarred bare feet from thorns trampled underfoot. Feel the ache of loneliness when no one listens, the tear-filled eyes that have seen suffering in the world, the broken body that has struggled to free itself from the trap of trivialities.
Look closer, however, and you will also see a smile. For the monk who has found the source of the river is given "what no eye has seen, no ear has heard, what no hand has touched, and what has not arisen in the human heart."