“There is nothing within us, nothing we have thought or done, that we cannot repent for, accept as true, and begin to change into wisdom and the path to wholeness. ” I Lawrence

Between painful discomfort with self and self-love is love of truth. Some may say… let go, let go, let go of the discomfort… but you know, I’m kind of an owl person: I like to go into the ‘dark’… maybe if we really can see how things come apart, we can understand how to restore ourselves on a higher level: higher because there is new information digested.

I want to look at what ‘let go’ means, as attempting to let go of what you haven’t understood and dealt with truthfully is pretty much self deceit… it remains as is, unlit and still in control.

Of course if someone cuts you off in traffic and your typical response is anger, let go of that… the world will often contradict your opinion. And the worrying and compulsive thinking, let go when you see it, and return to the present moment. Still, I’m thinking ‘let go’ must be more than that.

The collective subconscious made up of how many billions of minds… kind of hard to reflect on what’s in there at this moment. More pain than any of us could imagine, I’d venture. The feeling impact of those billions is heavily upon us now.

Within the collective there are the different fields of energy… the peoples, nations, religions and so on, each with a persona, made up of the minds within those groupings, those minds also divided. Everything is divided, and while we bravely say, “We are all one,” we, ourselves, can be divided: both within our own Selves and in our relationships with others who speak of oneness across the Internet. It’s contradictory, and from contradiction comes discomfort.

How do we actualize oneness with others? I have always believed that being considerate of another person’s or another people’s experience, and hearing their legitimate and heartfelt prayer, is fundamental to ‘one love’. But… in a tyrannical, needy, deceitful, fear-based world, such a position can be seen as weakness, and an invitation to a trampling. Continue reading →