2010-06-06 1st Journal
Being in 3D can certainly be uncomfortable. I’ve been sort of struggling with pain, the last day or so. Its not pleasant. Hopefully, it softens us, though, into deeper understanding and tolerance of and for those who endure these things. Life isn’t so easy for them, or for us in the midst of this.
Then, too, there’s the heat of summer to contend with. I love most things. I welcome everything. Yet, I admit that I don’t like closing my blinds against the hot morning sun, as it interferes with my beautiful morning rainbows, here in this room. The sun giveth, the sun taketh away. Funny, that.
Seeking balance in the midst of it all. That’s a good thing, I guess. I don’t really do it, I just find it being done in my life. Tough one to explain. One loses the I, in a very real sense, when one is being danced. As the dance, where is an I? What is an I, anyway?
Oh well, I don’t think we’ll be answering that big question this bright, hot morning. That question’s been around for about ever, and there’s no good answer that I know of. The neti neti of Asia is probably the best reply: not that, not that. We can fairly clearly realize what the I is not. What it is is quite another matter. Undefinable. I’ll settle for that.
So, we’re definitely ot the body nor the mind, nor emotions, either, though they may be closer to who and what we are than the others. The Pleiadians (through Marciniak) say that our greatest wealth is in our emotions. I’ll go for that. Makes sense to me, for I can see it. I watch it every day, and it amazes me.
This watching, this observing thing is everything they promised it would be, by the way. Now, that is probably nothing - no promises made for it - but it is so very fruitful, once you’re ready for it, that it’s quite amazing...
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