Peace and Love is Best
I've had to learn this. A baby is born with it. But it's life that teaches this. Once acquired it is not forgotten. It's a matter of choosing to keep it. Love casts out fear. The problem as I see it is that there isn't enough of it. Maybe I could do more if I were more out and and about, but I'm not seeking to change the world. I can't. By quiet meditation I seek to change lives and they will in turn change others. I don't care how. There are so many ways.
But I never see time wasted on Peace and Love. It never is if that is a goal, because no Peace is perfect and no Love is totally pure. Yet a goal like this is never perfectly achieved, but I do my part. Why? Because I can. I never see time wasted. If I felt I was wasting time, happiness is elusive at best. But I get a sense of satisfaction by not wasting time. I see at as an obligation to my Spirit Guides.
If all I've said is nothing but lies, first of all, I don't believe I'd exist today. And if I did exist I'd most likely be rather a mess of a life. I AM proof in all I've said. Otherwise I have no proof. But then I'm not out to save anyone. Unless it's to prevent harm either to oneself or others. But even then I do wha I am able to do.
I'm a firm believer in life and Peace and Love are best. In Buddhism there is what is called a Third Eye. I have one but for most of my life I never knew what it was. I am an empath and I can feel people. Too many people causes me too much stress as do changes in my life. I haven't worked on developing my Third Eye as some have, but I can kind of see with feelings. I have a kind of sixth sense about people and places.
It might be better to call it a sixth sense than a Third Eye, but I understand Buddhism when it is discussed. I can hear voices but not like a schizophrenic hears voices. I know the difference between my thoughts and when God is speaking. I've been doing this since my experience. It keeps me connected to heaven. I will sometimes do things that has no explanation for doing. I might be very wealthy otherwise, but listening keeps me pure in my thinking.
I certainly don't want to explain any of this to a mental health professional because I can't. I can't explain it here. But when I am quiet, as I often am, I'm listening. I'm listening while I smoke a pipe. I can carry on conversations in my head, but I'm not able to explain this. Much of what I do has no explanation except to say it's the Sporit Guides. Writung allows me to express these thoughts. Otherwise I'm pretty quiet except when I'm disturbed. Then I need time to calm down so I can listen.
So, I'm calmest with a pipe. I learned this years ago and my pipe helps me remember the things I can't forget or dont want to forget. Today it is m Peterson Irish Harp pipey with the last of Summer Night Aromatic tobacco. Thank you for your time and Peace and Love to each one of you.
Dave
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