Yes. It's easy to give ourselves over to the whims of this world. It takes more strength to deny our self. There is a Being behind all form that is on the side of justice and peace.

i think that it is as Tolle says- hard at first yet with practivce it becomes easier- TAME is such a unique way of expressing this not tame but definentaly adventursome! you know it takes a strong will to turn the other cheek- and to see with new eyes!

"Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."

I suppose anything on this earth, even suffering, can be easy and simple if it is in alignment with God.

Yes this has been noticed on many occasions. The greatest shift of consciousness so far has changed my relationship with words.

Iam hearing the soul speak through the language of experience and often words appear differently in my heart than in my head. For example I hear the words,"I want more confidence ", as the soul asking for one to confide in it more.

I see words as they are spoken like absolute as absoulute...wonderful as wonderfull...always as allways..be you as BU.

All my life I feel the word Love as an entity of pure consciousness and 'think' others think it is a set of rules.

People laugh at me as if it is all too cute and I was not aware of being funny or they react as if i am playing words when that is just how the world perceives itself through my body.

I failed a final essay in grade 13 on Shakespeare when I wrote about how I thought he was In Love with the God in him, instead of what the teacher wanted to hear, yet to me it was so clearly what he asked for.

My dad committed suicide when I was nine years old, I walked into a room with all my family crying and asked, "Why are we all crying now we are safe?" "He is finally happy at least his feelings are not hurting anymore."

When I was 2 I knew he was hurting, when I was three I asked my mom, "what kind of Love can daddy get to help his upsets?"

When I was 8 we went to visit him at the hospital, he had signed himself into a psych ward for alcohol treatment.

Standing in the room with all the double people, I remember seeing these 'screaming attachments' to the individuals, like doubles reaching out from behind their bodies , they looked just like themselves only not as solid They were desperately crying out "help me!" The doctor and nurses just ignoring them. Afraid, I was and not because I was seeing them, that never ocurred to me ,but more becasue I didn't know why the doctor acted as if they were not there.

Many years later I found out they had been given LSD and shock therapy treatment to stop them from drinking. Such courage my dad did have.

I agree it takes courage to continue to allow God to use my mind in a world that is predominantly unconscious. That is why I keep asking Does Awareness know about egopainbody?

Whenever I am there "in Awareness part of me assumes that we are on the same wavelength. I truly believe we are all ONe. It seems not. That is usually when the confusion sets in for me. It is almost like being on a journey to merge with the madness just enough to gather a deeper understanding. One that usually results in a more solid foundation of living compassion.

Yes, I have indeed noticed that this 'stuff is not whimpy." Some day i will find the courage to stand "IN as an ambassador for Truth, Eckhart points me the direction...> as do all of these boards as does Gandhi, Mother Tereasa and most of all the children in my life.

You know it's a crying shame I almost left out Jesus, only because I was afraid of the self professed Christians here who seem not to follow the path of the Nazarene the way Iam remembers it. As a messenger of the living consciousness of Love. Luckily tho I have a couple of 'awakenning" friends who help me stay at peace with all the confusion over who said what, who owns the Truth. One is a lay minister who also 'sees' Buddah as a friend of God, the other a good Christian who i guess finds the Truth in her body when her body sings the amazing grace song and few other ancient hymns.


zulubear

Ps

My dad is a testament of the first time I notice that living in the "I am" would not be a TAME venture.

In 1966 he checked himself in.

When the 'treatments' were done, he lived only 8 months.

Yet it was he who made sure the hungry in our neighborhood had food on the table with out knowing how it got there.

It was he who called in all his buddies and made sure the kids in our neighbourhood had a decent play ground built.

It was he for those last few months could not stop crying over what he 'witnessed' while overseas in the second world war.

It was he who taught me how to LOVE!

When I was 10 I decided that when I grow up I am gonna help kids understand what I could not explain when I was a little.

"That sometimes the big people forget who they are."

Love allways
zulubear

Magnificent responding. Thanks so much.

You probably fully intended your P.S. to come out as the "Ps" that you typed
which I read as Peace at least four times before understanding it as Post Script.

You have been untame about the whole thing for a long time already. How - Wonderfull!

And it's counterintuitively, possibly shockingly, graceful. For example, your essay on Shakespear sounds far more in touch than I could have been in high school or long after. I just love that you got a bad grade for it!

Bless you dad for being your dad.

Much love and thank you fullness to you too.