"For as we have many members in one body, and all members have not
the same office: so we, being many, are one body...and every one
members one of another....Having then gifts differing...Romans 12:4-8
"When your life is filled with the desire to see the holiness in
everyday life, something magical happens: ordinary life becomes extraordinary,
and the very process of life begins to nourish your soul!"
Rabbi Harold Kushner
Jung "argued that a culture, no less than an individual, can exaggerate a particular attitude or function - with the inevitable compensatory reaction of the opposing function. Thus, in western society, the deification of reason, of industrialization and technology together with the intellectualization of religion, has progressively alienated modern man from his inner world and from his feeling function...."
"Freud, Jung and the Collective Unconscious"
"There is an 'untrodden, untreadable region' whose precincts cannot and should not be entered by force; a destiny which will brook no human intervention."
Goethe and C.G.Jung
"Memories, Dreams, Reflections"
"There does seem to be unlimited knowledge present in nature, it is true, but it can be comprehended by consciousness only when the time is ripe for it. The process, presumably, is like what happens in the individual psyche: a man may go about for many years with an inkling of something, but grasps it clearly only at a particular moment."
"Memories, Dreams, Reflections"
Come to me, Thou Who are greatest in heaven,
"WHEN THE SOUL IS JOINED TO HER BELOVED"
Gradually the soul recognizes her Beloved
Anonymous fourth century Gnostic
From the Nag Hammadi Gospels pg 196....cited in "A Gnostic Book of Hours:
Keys to Inner Wisdom"
"If we could see that everything, even tragedy, is a gift in disguise,
we would then find the best way to nourish the soul."
Elisabeth Kubler-Ross, M.D.
"A soul friend is someone with whom we can share our greatest joys and deepest fears, confess our worst sins and most persistent faults, clarify our highest hopes and perhaps most unarticulated dreams."
Edward C. Sillner
"The ego isn't real; it doesn't exist. The ego is not the self. Rather, it is the idea we have about the self as being separate, being special and important, needing to consume, being offended, and so forth. The ego is just an idea that we carry around with us. In fact, if you think about it, the ego is insane. After all, insanity is defined as believing that you are something that you're not, and the ego has you convinced you are something you're not....You're not your ego. You are really a divine and eternal spirit. You are a soulful being who is never born and never dies, having a human experience."
"There is a Power, a Presence, a Force in the universe - indefinable
- that pulls us toward transcendence. That tremendous creative
and healing Power, or Presence, is what many of us call GOD...
Its Nature is kindness, compassion and love - in all Its forms and manifestations. At heart, our deepest desire is to realize our oneness with that Power, that transcendent Reality that is both within us, at the core of our being, and all around us, saturating every part of this sacred universe."
Inner development is an unconscious process of God. Learning is a conscious activity. God needs only the abandonment of one's will to permit freedom of His creativity in development.
His work is in the area of character - how the inherent capacity shall be filled. He woos and wins the heart, then disciplines and shapes the soul, that His Seed in the spirit may bear fruit.
Learning is my responsibility. My Teacher provides opportunity by "a word in season" and appropriate demonstrations.... One's progress and accomplishment cannot [necessarily] be measured by the speed with which one completes tasks, but by the depth of learning (conscious development). And that can only be measured by the Teacher. Anything which diminishes, inhibits, or negates the child-like joy and delight in growth and discovery is a hindrance to learning.
Barbara P. Ring
STORY FROM INDIA
A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on each end
of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack
in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full
portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master's
house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this
went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full
of water to his master's house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of
its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the
poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that
it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke
to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself,
and I want to apologize to you."
"Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?"
"I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half
my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the
way back to your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all
of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot
The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion
he said, "As we return to the master's house, I want you to notice the
beautiful flowers along the path." Indeed, as they went up
the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful
wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at
the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half
its load and, so again, it apologized to the bearer for its failure.
The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers
only on your side of your path, but not on the other pot's side?
That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage
of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while
we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years
I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master's
table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty
to grace his house."
Each of us has our own unique flaws. We are all cracked pots. But if we will allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Father's table. In God's great economy, nothing goes to waste. So as we seek ways to minister together, and as God calls you to the tasks He has appointed for you, don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and allow Him to take advantage of them, and you, too, can be the cause of beauty in His pathway. Go out boldly, knowing that in our weakness we find His strength, and that "In Him every one of God's promises is a 'Yes'."
"Stick to Basics!"
A woman named Shirley was from Beverly Hills. One day, she had a heart attack and was taken to Cedars Sinai hospital. While on the operating table, she had a near death experience.
She saw God and asked, "Is this it?"
God said, "No, you have another 30 to 40 years to live."
Upon her recovery, she decided to stay in the hospital and have collagen shots, cheek implants, a face lift, liposuction, and breast augmentation. She even had someone dye her hair. She figured since she had another 30 to 40 years, she might as well make the most of it.
She walked out of Cedars Sinai lobby after the last operation and was killed by an ambulance speeding up to the hospital.
She arrived in front of God and said, "I thought you said I had another 30 to 40 years!"
God replied, "Shirley? I didn't recognize you!"
"Live our days according to HIS pattern and not our own good ideas, so He WILL recognize us when we meet Him face to face. Find out what our script is and follow it."
Carolyn K. Nytch
"The self is our life's goal, for it is the completest expression of that fateful combination we call individuality."
"There is a vitality, a life-force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique and if you block it, it will never exist through any medium and will be lost...the world will not have it."
"My Wind Chimes"
They talk to me. The wind chimes...dangling gracefully along the edge of the railing encircling my newly constructed patio/deck. They do not fight the stillness of unmoving air, resting quietly until it alone enlivens them to ride its peaceful currents, swirls of gentle gusts crossing that quiet and private and golden space to which I escape as often as opportunity draws me.
They sound as if unseen hands move tiny mallets against the burnished and polished surfaces of their slender, languidly hanging tubes, a private concert just for my exquisite pleasure, to see if I am "listening".
And I learn from them.
I hear what strangely moving tinkling ripples flow forth from them as they hang suspended, surrendered to arbitrary movements of breath which makes one wonder from whence it comes, wondering if some unseen Presence, too, delights to hear the sweet, melodious and graceful notes ripple across the private space preserved for my quiet contemplations.
I hope I learn to allow those same sweet gentle sounds to unforcedly emerge from my formed frame as I "hang suspended, surrendered to arbitrary movements of breath" of Spirit Holy, not fighting the stillness of unmoving quiet nor resisting the howls of air announcing the forcefulness of storms not yet come but anticipating the strength of their arrival.
I hear them in unexpected moments of grace - while puttering in my kitchen or lying abed, slightly perspiring in the stillness and the darkness of a warm and sultry night or in the first approaching light of dawn. Their delicate and sensual tones never fail to call forth from me a wordless recognition of a stirring in the depths of me - perhaps "deep calling unto deep"?
Inanimate objects cannot know the joy they bring in such spectacular simplicity, but perhaps the unseen Presence knows for, perhaps, they are the instruments upon which HE plays to bring my soul this precious and unpurchaseable delight.
Fannie R. Linder
THE HOLY SPIRIT IS THE PRINCIPLE OF MULTIPLICITY, VARIETY, SPONTANEITY AND CREATIVITY IN GOD. IT IS A MANIFESTATION OF GOD'S INCURABLE TENDENCY TO OVERDO THINGS....TO SHOWER US WITH A SUPERABUNDANCE OF RICHES....TO MAKE THE UNIVERSE, BOTH MATERIAL AND SPIRITUAL, A PLACE OF INCREDIBLE AND OVERWHELMING VARIETY.
from African Friends