Monday, August 30, 2010

Sugar and Spice...

And every thing nice, NOT! Yeah, we all know that facing what is in the unconscious mind is not always a walk in the park. Although, sometimes it is, and there you have the one time to be thankful for duality. I'm just kidding ya!

The good news is that we don't have to face the unconscious alone. In fact, we are never alone. According to J, the Holy Spirit responds fully to our slightest invitation. Experience tells me this is totally accurate.

One of my egos favorite games is to be victimized by the Holy Spirit Himself! I love to do the where were you when I needed you routine, and I love to ask Him questions in this new modern day code like WTF?

Without fail, I find out that He was doing His job all along, and I was refusing to see and accept it. This always leads me to some sort of heartfelt apology. Taking responsibility for...well...everything isn't always easy, but it's like just one split second and then the realization dawns that He was in charge the whole time!

Like Arten and Pursah say, Put the one in charge who knows everything! Amen to that.


  1. I like the 'fire yourself as teacher' and the 'give the role of guardian of the ego and the body to Jesus, so that you may know the unimportance of both'. (paraphrased)

    Your blog is chock-full of good reminders.


  2. Hello Triskana. I like that line too! I also remember something like, "Resign as your own teacher for you have been poorly taught." Hey, you don't have to tell me twice. You have to tell me a whole lot more than that because this ego is thick as a brick sometimes I think. Thanks for your appreciation. I really appreciate it, LOL!

  3. For some funny reason, I recently went back to my teens and bought the CD of the original album by Jethro Tull, entitled, "Thick as a Brick". It brought back scads of memories of listening to this rock opera of sorts in my then boyfriend's basement and wondering what the heck the lyrics meant! Even then, I knew not what something meant. *lol* But the music with the lofty, lilting flute soliliquies was amazing, even then. The good ole days! Ha!