Within each of us there is an Owl, a Rabbit, an Eeyore and a Pooh. For too long we have chosen the way of Owl and Rabbit. Now, like Eeyore, we complain about the results. But that accomplishes nothing. If we are smart, we will choose the way of Pooh. As if from far away, it calls to us with the voice of a child's mind. It may be hard to hear at times, but it is important just the same, because without it we will never find our way though the Forest.
The Tao of Pooh, by Benjamin Hoff
Being Random Ramblings on the road to Who I Really Am, through Mind Forest to Awareness Fields, and a cordial invitation to anyone who recognises a landmark to sit and sup with me awhile in this little corner of Cyberville Inn, and share their journey from here to Here, from now to Now. Pull up a chair. You're welcome. There'll be dancing later:)
Monday, 26 March 2012
Thursday, 8 March 2012
Creating Space
Infinite, eternal space vibrates, causing stuff and events.
Stuff tells space how to be, space forms stuff.
God is Love, the ground of all being and doing.
There is neither giving nor receiving, but only One Being.
Human beings are sentient space, insanely infatuated with Its Self.
At least, that's the idea, folks;)
Stuff tells space how to be, space forms stuff.
God is Love, the ground of all being and doing.
There is neither giving nor receiving, but only One Being.
Human beings are sentient space, insanely infatuated with Its Self.
At least, that's the idea, folks;)
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