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Blessings for YOU Ezine This Weeks Quotations The sun shines not on us, but in us. The river flows not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing. - John Muir - American Envirionmentalist Every situation, properly perceived, becomes an opportunity to heal. ~ A Course in Miracles Do not suppress it -- that would hurt you inside. Do not express it -- this would not only hurt you inside, it would cause ripples in your surroundings. What you do is transform it. --Peace Pilgrim This Weeks Blessing The Blessing In Corrogue I am alone. To be alone is to feel the beauty of the All One. The true experience of all-one-ness is paradoxical. You are and you are not at the same time. To feel alone (all one) is not the same thing as to feel lonely. To feel lonely is to feel separate from the beauty of ‘I am.’ Feeling All One is a rare experience for most of us in this world of time. Often, if we are graced such an experience ‘little me’ will grasp it and claim it as its own. This experience of All One is so transforming that ‘little me’ cannot help but claim it. Except that in claiming the experience as our own we lose it. This is what Jesus meant when he said, “Those who would save their life shall lose it.” All One is were the one who is the experiencer disappears. In the words of Jiddu Krishnamurti “The observer and the observer are the same.” In this weeks ezine I am going to share with you a story. This story is a story entitled “We Are All One” This is a beautiful story that I discovered on the Web. It is a beautiful Chinese teaching story. I want to take you through this story to illustrate the way that old stories have great depth to them. There are two reasons for doing this. The first is that with the modern language of the sound bite our hearts are left famished. By contrast metaphor and poetry in story will begin to re-nourish the heart. The second reason is that story engages imagination and bypasses the over intellectualising of our age. When we embrace metaphor we enter the language of the heart. We enter the transforming power of the imagination. In sharing the depth of this story it is my intention to invite your heart to enter the knowing of the All One. This is the invitation of real story. The first requirement of this weeks Blessing is to read the story, which you will access with this link below. Then come back to this page (click the back button on your Internet browser) and I will continue to open this story up. Then together we can explore the way in which this story invites the experience of the All One in the sense of being non-separate from Love. The link is Click Here So let us begin. Long ago there was a rich man with a disease in his eyes. For many years the pain was so great that he could not sleep at night. He saw every doctor he could but none could help him. Here we have the first paragraph of the story. This outlines the problem to be solved. This is the call to adventure. It happens in time and is always happening in time. Although the story begins long ago this is the story of every man and woman of every age and of every time. In the story there is a diseased Rich Man. This metaphorically is each of us. This is not meant to be a judgement against those who have acquired riches. In the story the Rich Man is diseased with a heightened sense of ‘little me.’ We all have this disease to different degrees. We are all blind in that each of us feels our sense of separateness from the All One. We are blind to the experience of oneness. Our blindness includes the illusion that we are a body that exists only in time and that we are separate from everyone and everything else. This is the primary cause of all pain and suffering in the world of time. We get no real rest. We are asleep during the day and awake at night. The doctors can’t help us because they too are caught in this illusion of separateness from Love. They too are equally blind. Only the mystics such as the Buddha, Jesus and Mohammed as well as so many others can take away the pain of blindness from the illusion of separateness from Love. The story continues: “What good is all my money?” the rich man groaned. Finally, he became so desperate that he sent criers through the city offering a reward to anyone who could cure him. Here the rich man wakes up. He longs to see again. He longs to glimpse the knowing of who he is, which is the timeless/deathless experience of ‘I am.’ He is longing to see his home again. But no doctor can cure him of this disease. Only the full awakening from the illusion of separateness will cure him. So he does what many of us do. He cries out in pain. He cries out to anyone who will listen. He will give anything to be cured of this pain of separateness from Love. In this story, as with all stories of depth, each character is potentially an aspect of ourselves. In the next part of the story we are introduced to the Candy Peddler. He is the one who will make the journey to find the cure to the blindness of separation from Love. Now in that city lived an old Candy Peddler. He would walk around with his bushels of candy but he was so kind hearted that he gave away as much as he sold so he was always poor. This old Candy Peddler represents the soul. This character represents our essence. In the story the Candy Peddler is called poor. This allows him to be contrasted with the Rich Man. His actions, however, do not indicate poverty. This Candy Peddler is poor, unlike the Rich Man because he is bankrupt of ego. There is no ‘little me’ that imagines itself to be in control of anything. This Candy Peddler is a surrendered one. He allows the flow of creation to be what it is. He allows ‘Thy Will be Done.’ The Candy Peddler has disappeared because he knows that to get in the way means he loses the knowing of ‘We are All One.’ He loses the knowing of at-one-ment. The Candy Peddler gives on giving away for the reason that he knows there is no greater joy. He knows that the basket has to be empty because the Divine is always pouring creation for the joy of creating. The Candy is the Kingdom of Heaven. This Candy is the Heaven of knowing ‘I am.’ There is nothing that tastes sweeter. Heaven is not a place within or beyond time. It is a state of knowing and being in the Now. It is the state of ‘I am-ness.’ It gives away without idea of reward or attachment to reward because it is the flow of Love. Love is not in the marketplace searching for a bargain. Love and giving are not separate. In the city where the Rich Man is blind we tend to give to get. This is our modern way. We give with conditions. We give from a sense of `little me. ` We are not like the Candy Peddler who knows that there is nothing that is not given by the Beloved. So in the beginning of this story “We are All One” the soul hears the call to adventure. The soul in the character of the Candy Peddler travels beyond the gates of the city to go and seek the healing that will bring vision to the eyes and remove the blindness. This is the blindness that causes us all the pain and suffering in the world. This is the pain of separateness that keeps us from knowing that ‘We Are All One.’ Next week in this ezine I will continue the story of “We are All One.” We will journey into the dark wood and meet with helpers who aid the soul on its journey and its return to the Blessing of the All One. This story will allow us to discover the power of listening to our dreams and how powerful this can be to knowing who we are. This story of ‘We are All One’ is not a story of long ago. It is a story of now. It is the story of each one of us who are born into form from the formless and go blind through identification with ego. The story of ‘We are All One’ is the story of healing the illusion of being a body caught in time and the transcendence of the illusion of separateness from Love. It is the story of real religion. Know that you can be the Candy Peddler. You can be the one to know all the sweetness of non-separateness from Love. All you have to do is wake up and become the knowing of ‘I am.’ This sweetness is who you are because you Are All One as We Are All One. The Blessing is already here and you are it. Got to The Blessing of All One Part II Click Here
This Weeks Story This weeks story is entitled We Are All One This is the beautiful story this weeks and next weeks Blessing for YOU will centre around. It is an everyman/woman story about the search for healing in this world of time. To read this story simply Click here In Corrogue This week we feature poems by sister and brother, Saoirse and Oisin Bancroft. The poems were inspired by Tony's story "Tell Me a Riddle." They composed them sitting (or lying on her tummy in Saoirse's case) on our living room floor here in Corrogue. To go to In Corrogue Click Here Product Update Coming soon to inspire and inform based on one of the worlds favorite and most inspirational poems The Way of Desiderata In twelve parts a full outline of how to use this poem to lift and inspire the heart. Will include bonuses and other gifts. To go to the Intro Click Here RECOMMENDED READING For Non USA Ezine Subcribers Click Here I recommend this book because it features a man who lost his sight and regained it spontaeously. This is a man who was in love with the natural world and was really one of the first great American enviornmentalists.
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