Thursday, December 25, 2014




 
Merry Christmas

From William Samuel:"It is an enormous res-
ponsibility, this book we write--like walking a tightrope between two buildings--a single mis-
statement would plunge us straight to the pavement below.  I have been led down too many primrose pathways to want to do it to others.  "How to's" can become TOO specific, causing people to try to do things exactly the same way which can be self-defeating.  Once I was determined to levitate because St. Catherine levitated when she prayed."


I would like to emphatically join William Samuel with this admonition.  The purpose and intent of my postings was and will always be to highlight the fact that if your childhood was not all that it could have been you are not excluded from the joy of Self-discovery.  I would hope to be given words that will be understood by neophytes, and by those who may be looking for the simple, non-erudite experience.
I simply wish to share my experience, not to tell anyone else HOW to do it for themselves.  








My computer died a couple of weeks ago.  It  took me a while to catch up so I wish you all a very joyful and wondrous Christmas and holiday season.  William Samuel and Sandy’s Christmas pages are so very Childlike and oh so meaningful, particularly so with the Christmas pages.  Do enjoy...and the very best to all to everyone!


Love, Peace and Joy,


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Sunday, December 14, 2014

Vignette on Trusting the Child Heart


 

Vignette on Trusting the Child Heart


It’s a bright and hot sunny day and I’ve been out for an afternoon of bridge.  I walked along the beach with a friend and stopped to pick up a few groceries.  We then went our separate ways.  The trek home from here is uphill all the way and there are three quite steep hills to climb.  The groceries get heavier and heavier and I’m getting warmer and warmer and quite uncomfortable.  There are benches interspersed along the way so I plan to stop at the next opportunity to rearrange my baggage.  The nearest rest area is one that is frequented by street people.  I make my stop there, reorganize my packages and drape a bag over my shoulder and I’m off again.  I’m making good time…one…two…but the steepest hill is still to come.  Determined, I just keep going and I’m on top of the third hill.  I run my hand under the strap on my shoulder and … oh oh! that is NOT my purse strap, it is the bag strap…I must have left my purse on the bench when I stopped!  My first thought is about the ‘vagrants’ that hang out there and what are the chances my purse is still there!  But I remind myself that God is All and nothing can alter … nothing can enter that maketh a lie!




I am standing in front of an apartment building.  A young girl is sitting on the lawn reading a book.  I tell her of my dilemma and ask her if I can leave my bag with her while I go and look for my purse.  She responds yes but then suggests that it might be quicker for her to go and look for the purse and I would wait there to which I happily agree,  She leaves and for what seems a very long time, there is no sign of her return.  For a minute or two, my head intervenes with thoughts of “what were you thinking…telling a stranger that you lost your purse and telling her exactly where the purse was!” but that was just a momentary temptation.  I promptly returned to trusting the Child and sure enough I saw her coming back but I knew she was empty-handed just from her demeanor.



So, I thank her for her kindness and that is when I truly realized my dilemma.  I had no I.D. , no money, no keys!  I was a street person!  I had just been to the bank and had cash in my purse.  Oh, but I was a street person with a bag of groceries! 


I went into a grocery store and asked where the nearest police station was.  It was too far to walk…I couldn’t take a bus…I truly was a street person.  And the Child would never leave me so I had nothing to worry about.



I started thinking of what it might be like…this would be a new adventure…I’ve never been a street person before…I would share my food with them and I would learn something about their lifestyle…Oh, but I bought a huge chocolate bar and I didn’t want to share it so I took it out and started to eat it!  (Well, yes, isn’t that what the child would do?)  Ha!


 Eventually, I thought, well I can’t just stand on the street and fill my face with chocolate, I should go somewhere…but where will I go?  Well, dahhhhhhhh!  I could go home…I could try to get in…so I tuck my chocolate back into the bag and head for home.  Sure, one of the neighbors let me in the building and the Manager opened my apartment door.

Oh now…the big hullabalu…where do I start!  I will have to report all the credit cards and this and that and….I pick up the phone to call my son.  There is a voice mail.  A lady’s voice says: “My name is Mary Kay, I found your purse!”  It was right there on the bench where I left it!


I was amazed when I look back at this event.  Without the Child I would have been in total panic.  It is such a sweet and tender and oh so dear feeling that Love is all there Is.  That like the lily in the field I need not spin or toil.   That I can never be separated from my Good.  That the Child never lets go of my hand.  All is well when you just wrap up in God’s arms.

Monday, December 8, 2014

Dot, Line, Plane, Sphere


Dot, Line, Plane, Sphere

I would like to begin by quoting from"The Child Within Us Lives" by William Samuel:

THE PROGRESSION OF AWAKENING

The progression goes a little like this.  One searches and thinks he has found--and grows arrogant in the finding for a long time, thence to be humbled.
Then he finds again and really knows.
One lives the discovery and proves it.
One keeps going onward and finds the relationships between and the outside. Many people never reach this point because no one has told them or convinced them there is a relationship  between the inside and the quantum outside or that these two are a single one.

One perceives the wholeness of inside because he has found it for himself.
One perceives the relationships between himself inside and the appearances outside,in their increasing detail.  This has been called the web of interrelatedness.  A leaf falls to the earth and the univ verse is shaken.

One comes slowly to know the marvel that will unfold outside from what has already unfolded within himself--and he lives in continuing expectancy of this unfolding in the world.  One speaks

All along this progression, one is faithful to those who have been given to him.  He tells them to go and do the same and instruct their given to do the same.

We  and those who have been given to us become the New Community, the flower of the tree of life.  The Community grows.

The progression happens in linear time "line upon line, precept upon precept, here a little, there a little.




Much has been written about rediscovering the Child within by remembering and reliving those wonderful days of happy, joyful, unfettered, innocent childhood experiences.  However, mine were oftentimes lonely and worrisome because of my hip problems and partly because I belonged to a staunch Roman Catholic family and went to boarding school away from home.  Somehow, I always knew or expected that somehow I would find my own Child Heart but I rarely thought about how it would come about.



My journey had started some years previous with very basic stuff.  I first made a study of emotions since I didn’t have a clue about them.  Then I started thinking that it was mind that controlled the events of my life.  I tried visualization and deep relaxation and a few forms of meditation but did not find what I was searching for, namely peace of mind!  Got into mind control programs and all kinds of New Age techniques that involved everything from hyperventilating on a bed while a ‘practitioner’ tried to gain control of your mind to fire walking and what have you.  You name it…I tried it!  Some of it was more loving and less controlling but not of it seemed very fruitful.  Then I became a Joel Goldsmith groupie.  We had long periods of what was to them meditation but nothing happened for me and I know that lots of people slept through the whole thing. The teachings were certainly a step above soaking in a locked up vault that you didn’t have the key to but then one day one of the devotees passed me three books of William Samuel’s to read.  She had attended a talk and didn’t get much out of it but passed them on for me to read if I so chose. 



My Heart was touched and I KNEW without a doubt that this was for me!  I was taking long walks in a beautiful park hugging the ocean and felt such peace and tranquility.  The trees, the flowers, the birds were ‘talking to me’.  What I had been trying to achieve through meditation was coming to me effortlessly in the light of day with my eyes wide open! 



I kept reading William’s books and putting it to the test and I wondered about how I would find the Child Heart.  One day I was in that same park watching some really young children playing in the sand and water and oh, they were so free and cheerful and happy and running and skipping and fetching water with a pale and pouring it into a hole than never got full, of course.  And I realized and I KNEW that this was the Child Heart of Me, it was my very own Child Heart.  I went home and wrote the following:





By the Seashore

I am the child who gleefully skips
and tumbles along the beach
Running in gladness, jumping in happiness,
sharing with friends,
tender, pure innocence
Now is the ever-present Allness
providing for every need:
sand to run through fingers and toes,
to mold into amazing shapes
sticks to toss into the water
that dogs may fetch
cool water to splash and use in infinite ways
Living in the joy of the moment
Nothing to be added
Nothing to be removed
I appearing as harmony and perfection,
the Symphony of Life
I felt You in the gentle ocean breeze
in the tide's rhythmic ebb and flow
That Child out there is my very own Being
the Invisible made visible
the Intangible made tangible:
children playing, parents caring,
ships sailing, birds flying
blue sky, warm sun
The place whereon I stand is holy ground
God being God
Aloneness



From that day on the Child has held my hand and has brought me from glory to glory, to play and sing and dance and laugh and live with a joy filled heart.
 Love always finds a way!  It rains equally on the just and the unjust.
The two previous William Samuel posts that I just put up are two of my favorite articles that make it so plain upon the tables that God’s Loving Light comes to us line upon line, precept upon precept, here a little, there a little.  We first "get" the dot, then line  and plane and sphere.  And, is as in the great glass pyramid, all its rightful place.  I can never be separated from God and God’s Loving Light, I can never separated from my GOOD!