(I have mostly written into twitter lately https://twitter.com/onemindinmany )
in response to the themes in:
https://celiafarber.substack.com/p/what-they-said-nadezhda-mandelstam/
Separation Trauma is an outcome or result of the 'attack on love'.
“Consummate
evil is the intent or action of turning love against itself. That is a
presence which most beings, being love, never understand or magnetize.
There is no basis of coherence between evil and love, unless love has
been denied. The greatest protection you have is to simply be the love
that you are. ~ Jeshua (Glenda Green)
The reiteration
of unhealed trauma is periodic to periods of masking over, and the
process over time allows or makes time for the working out or resolving
and reconciling of conflicted themes running as fragmented shifting
identities.
Time can waste as well as be wasted
(ACIM) refers to the use to which we put our mind - our attention and
intention - whenever we recognise and accept freedom to choose - as
distinct from illusions of choice that lock into facets of echoes of a
hidden or covert conflicted ID.
For to think we know
is an active ignorance or judgement set over life truly given and
received, but to release its 'self-certainty' to a felt discernment (of
synchronicity as communication), gives us what we need to know when we
need to know it. (Bashar's definition of abundance).
Pretending
the Separation never happened is yet another step of dissociation to a
mind in the clear reactions that demonstrate a belief that it did! Yet
the willingness to look AT terror symbols - or not recoil - so as to
look PAST them is the desire to heal, given priority (if even for an
instant) over the self-defences set by terror. Vision will be given - as
it was never withheld BUT by a wish to see 'My way' - given power or
priority.
What our minds are trained to, under
terror, is very different from what love reveals by sharing through us -
as we learn to get out of the way - after recognising that that is what
we do unto ourself by 'thinking' to know.
I have
long felt the (Bible) call to sacrifice our first born son is to
recognise and be willing to release a 'thinking' or judgement that is
thus our 'precious' as a sense of secret and invisible control set over
and against life (LOTR).
Spirit uses what is in our
mind (and thus our world) to wake us to the use to which we are giving
it. Here is where ancient oaths and hatreds can be recognised and
released of allegiance in heart and mind, because Spirit never left its
Source, nor the truth of Us as Expression.
"Love waits on welcome, not on time" (ACIM)
But
until we acknowledges the desecration of our own devotions, we set love
within the mask and not in the extension of the gift or being. Prodigal
bottoming out can be seen as a ripening process, but cannot be seen at
all by addictions set in futility.
The whole shifts
as a whole - our minds cannot understand this in time. Hence the
resource of faith beyond appearances to the timeless. We recognise Home
by Embrace - that of itself shines or extends.
The
mind can set 'processes, methods or paths' by which to GET, but always
as a driven sense of lack given power such as to temporarily 'escape'
hidden dissonances that effectively drive the 'sense of being in
control'.
So learning to rest or pause it as the
modeller and predictor and guide for life, allows harnessing it in
service of being truly moved, inspired, healed, restored.
The
seed willingness may seem weak and small, like Ariadne's thread, in a
labyrinth for locking down a chimera, but it carries the quality of a
peace from which to discern, rather than be fear-control driven. It is
not IN the world of conflicts acting out, but holds a world of
recognition and appreciation for being, that invested illusion seeks to
replace.
When I recognise that that no longer represents me, I release it to uncover what is.
Can I bear the light?
Only light can recognise and abide the light.
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, remembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half heard, in the stillness
Between the two waves of the sea.
Quick now, here, now, always--
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing not less than everything)
And all shall be well and
All manner of things shall be well
When the tongues of flame are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one.
Little Gidding V, - T.S. Eliot