Saturday, May 19, 2007

Ch. 11. Radical Priest :- "Who Did You Ask Before You Fell In Love ?"


We have all done it.

Strolling down the street one day, minding our own business, when right out of nowhere;

WHAM !!

Smack up the side of your head like a brick;

BOOM, run you down as if by a cement truck;

ZAP, hit by a lightening bolt !

LOVE !

How did that happen??!!

How did you know how to do that?

Did anyone ever take you aside and explain it to you?

Did you ever go somewhere and listen to someone explaining this Love thing to you ?

Oh we’ve all talked about it after the fact,

In painstaking detail, over and over.

We’ve asked our friends , our neighbours, our family, our local church leader,

our counselor, our teacher.

We’ve sent letters to Dear Del, and Dear Abbey and we’ve gone on and on and on;

ESPECIALLY when it got out of hand; when it turned painful and confusing, but of course by then we were deep into the other side of love and that’s another story.

Right now I’m talking about how we fell in love in the first place.

It happened. We didn’t ask for it, expect it or prepare for it.

It happened,

somehow, we all just knew how to do it; fall in love,

Like “… school buys running from their books “ as Shakespeare said.

As wide open spirits in bodies love caught us entirely by surprise but we knew how to do it immediately.

Within seconds we were on the ride and soaring through space.

HOW ??

It is inherent within us.

It comes as naturally as breathing.

Intuitively we just get it, spiritually we just gravitate towards it,

Intellectually, well, intellectually we don’t even deal with it, until later,

when we try to figure it out.

Our spirit already knows how to fall in love.

Our spirit will do it on a whim, repeatedly during our lifetimes,

and it will happen, over and over.

As we grow older we may start to recognize the symptoms at the onset of the love bug and talk ourselves out of it, but again, that’s further down the road.

Within our bodies lives the life force that is our spirit.

Some cultures call it the soul, most religions refer to it;

but in it’s simplest form, it is the essence, the life force, that is, our single individual self.

It has most likely been around for some time and learned a thing or two over the ages and has taken residence in our body at birth; this time,

as it has done so many times before in most cases, to greater or lesser degrees.

When a soul like Mozart incarnates and produces full symphonies at age five, it becomes very clear that this is in fact so, since no five year old could do such a thing from the working components of a mere five year old mind.

Some people have been here since Atlantis, others just landed last week.

Some people are still

“Out to lunch”.

Those of us who have a deeper sense of global responsibility have most likely been here for a while, and conversely those who don’t give a hoot about anything except themselves, probably just don’t have a clue what planet they’re even on.

Some of us have memories of other planets, since the soul / spirit isn’t consigned to this solar system entirely, and there are times when things don’t work here on earth because we may have been using information from lifetimes on different planets; which doesn’t work here.

“ Hello, earth calling “

Have you ever said that to someone who was ’spaced out ‘ ?

What do you think that means ?

Or maybe you’ve said,

“ Ooops, I was out in the ozone “

We say these things for a reason. They’ve become contemporary sayings which describe the very ‘other universe’ concept I’m describing.

Love it would seem is an intergalactic experience, because we all seem to have this information.

Isn’t that GREAT ??!!

We incarnate, we take a body, and bingo, we already have the love ‘gene’.

The knowledge of how to do it is bred into our consciousness from so far back that the manifestations and symptoms, thoughts and feelings automatically kick into gear at the first prompting of a look, a smell, a giggle or jiggle; an image, a whim, a dream or a piece of music. A face, a glance.

A nod, a wink, a hello.

It’s an inherent knowledge that we don’t ever have to learn about to be able to do.

Funny thing is;

so is the rest of our knowledge.

We already know how to live as well as love.

We already have our answers.

All we have to do is ask ourselves;

“ Self, what do you say?”

Women call it their ‘intuition’.

Women communicate with ‘it’ all the time.

Women seem to have a ‘second sense’ about things; funny huh?

Don’t ask her how to explain it, she can’t.

It’s just something she ‘knows’.

The same goes for men, but of course we DON’T listen to our inner voice.

Now I know that at least once in your life you’ve said,

“ Man !! I knew that was going to happen !”

“ Man!! Something told me not to do that but I did it anyway, and NOW look”

HELLO-o-o-o,

That was your intuition calling, you didn’t pick up the phone.

That inner voice is your inner self. Easy huh?!

Just like that. All you have to do is learn to listen.

“ IF ONLY, I’d listened…..!!”

You’ve said that too, I know you have.

It’s referred to as ‘your gut feeling’ sometimes, but it has very little to do with your guts actually, since the actual intestines are not sentient in any way about these types of things. The intestinal region is actually your third chakra and is the power base of your will, which is also not any place for intuitive forces to emanate from.

The chakra below that is the sentient chakra, number two, and in actuality, should a person be ‘sensing’ anything ‘down there’ it would be in that region, below your gut.

So I personally don’t say ‘gut feeling’ for two reasons.

Firstly, it invalidates my intuitive capabilities to misname them and misplace them, and,

Secondly, I attempt to read these energies from my sixth chakra, in my mind, from whence the intellect is more able to interpret the form rather than moving consciousness down to a different location where it is less able to function or ‘read’ the situation.

“Wait a minute; let me get a read on this for a second”

You’ve likely said that as you’ve contemplated a situation and pondered your next move.

THAT’S what it means. You’re reviewing the information that’s ‘lighting up’ as the situation draws it’s effect upon you and your inner self / knowledge, responds.

If you’ve become adept at listening to yourself, you’ll come up with good answers, and your information will be evident by the success of your decisions, whereas likewise, your being out of touch with yourself will lead you into applied, superimposed answers which will, naturally enough, lead you into trouble.

When you think you know better, you usually don’t.

When you find yourself saying later on,

“ Man !! I knew I shouldn’t have said that !!”

It was your intuition / inner self / inner voice telling you not to,

and your ego that said it anyway.

Doesn’t that suck !

Imagine, you know the answer already, but instead you do the opposite.

What the Hell is going on ?!

You’re thinking of someone, then the phone rings;

“ I knew that was you ! “

HOW ??

Your inner voice told you and given that you had no particular energy or trip on it you were able to hear it when it / you, told you who it was calling.

It’s not an uncommon thing.

We may have found ourselves concentrating on someone trying to get them to call.

It could happen.

Sometimes it works; the phone rings,

“Are you okay?!”

“Yea, sure, but I wanted you to call and here’s why….”

Some people are better at it than others; some people can’t do it at all.

What happens? Why can’t some people hear their own inner voice?

Simple.

Invalidation.

If you’ve spent too much time around people who tell you what to do,

you’ll never learn what YOU want to do.

If these same people keep implying that you don’t know what you want, then after a while, you won’t.

If these same people keep telling WHAT to do, then you’ll run to them to tell you what to do at every juncture, and if they aren’t around, you’ll do it anyway, energetically, and seek your answers from them long distance, and continue ignoring your own information as you’ve done repeatedly. With that the self invalidation program just keeps on doing it’s job in the absence of the initial programmers.

It’s a great way to control someone. You teach them not to listen to themselves, then tell them what you want them to hear.

“If you keep doing that you’ll go blind”

“If you keep making that face one day it will stay that way”

“If you do that you’ll fall and break your leg”

“If you don’t go to bed the boogie man will come get you”

“WHAT ??!! You’re crazy ! You don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“You have NO idea what you’re saying”

Sound familiar ?

Welcome to invalidation in your lifetime.

From our earliest years our parents have inadvertently invalidated our ability to have our own answers.

Of course we didn’t go blind from rubbing our eye.

Of course we didn’t end up with a twisted distorted face from scrunching it up like a pug.

Of course we didn’t fall and break your leg from bouncing on the bed.

Of course the boogie man didn’t get you because you stayed up too late.

Of course it turned out you weren’t crazy.

Of course you WERE right in what you were saying; as was proven later.

Our peers; those cruel nasty kids in school, have done equal damage to our inner communication with similar competitive slurs, defacing and undermining our confidence, concentration, self image and inner communication.

In our eagerness to belong, to be accepted in our peer group, we’ve complied and chameleonized ourselves, sometimes to a point of total self annihilation and the ultimate total loss of inner communication. This means more than just not hearing your intuitive voice talking to you when the phone rings.

It can go as far as becoming completely out of touch with yourself, and ultimately going mad, alcoholic, drug addicted, reckless or suicidal.

It can also lead one to go running somewhere for guidance and comfort, help and solace.

We’ll go to everyone we know,

“Who am I ?”

“Oh, you’re this………” say your parents

“Oh, you’re this………” say your friends

“NO, you’re this…… ” say your teachers

Welcome to adolescence.

The symptom I’m describing is known as ‘soul searching’

I did it, you did it. It’s a necessary part of growing up.

Problem is, we get everyone else’s answers instead of our own.

Parents are especially good at leading us astray, because of the bond and the trust that we share with them, and unfortunately that isn’t such a good thing all the time.

For the most part I’ll say that parents never mean to do any harm, they’re just doing what they think is right; even though for the majority of cases they end up doing everything that isn’t.

“I hate being a lawyer”

“Well, why are you a lawyer then?”

“Oh my Dad’s a lawyer and he wanted me to be one”

“Why are you in the beauty pageant?”

“My Mom wanted me to be”

“I hate war but I come from a long family history of military service;

my father was in the army, as was his father, and his father, and his father before him fought at Gettysburg

Now there’s a group agreement for you.

Junior is probably running his great great grandfathers energy, all in the name of family tradition.

Acceptance and competition.

Two of the deadliest games we could ever want to accidentally fall into out of ignorance.

We can be led astray, and have been, we can be disoriented, and have been,

and we can become lost, confused, out of touch, desperate; and eager for acceptance, as well as answers. We can and have sought these answers from, needless to say, all of the wrong places.

Our parents just wanted to do what was right for us; yet so much of the time, it wasn’t.

Our peers just wanted to mess around with us and make us fall off of our game so they could take over.

Our teachers wanted us to learn the lessons they were teaching, but unfortunately they weren’t always the lessons we wanted or needed to learn.

Then life took over.

We looked for our answers in outwardly fruitful sources like movies, or cars, stuff, money, power, or all of the above.

And needless to say; they didn’t work either.

It turns out we have been fed a full time diet of lies.

We have become, as a result of so many lies, good intentions and misguided interference; a culture that habitually looks outside of ourselves for our answers, our identity, and our purpose.

We are encouraged to believe that

“If you don’t become a doctor you will never be good at anything”

“If you don’t make this play you will never be accepted by the team again”

“If you don’t learn these lessons you’ll never succeed at anything”

And finally,

“If you don’t buy this car you’ll never be happy”

HA! So you bought the car. Then you realized you still weren’t happy!

What’s wrong?

Worse yet,

“What’s wrong with me?!

The salesman said I’d be happy if I bought this $50,000 car but I’m not !

I did all of the things I was told to do to be happy; it must be ME;

something’s got to be wrong with me !”

Now there’s a recipe for despair if I ever saw one.

The placebos of contemporary society as espoused by the media, Hollywood, our peers, the economy, Madison Avenue and unconscious cultural morays have failed to anaesthetize the mind and the spirit is revolting.

And the tragedy of this scenario is that at ‘his’ finest moment, when the spirit may just break out and liberate the entrapped person; he doubts himself again, and goes running for a pro for his answers to,

“What does it all mean?”

“What is life all about?”

“Who am I?”

Where does he go?

The local church.

Now that doesn’t necessarily mean that this agonizing person can’t be helped by any given church or religious belief, it’s just that in this incredibly vulnerable state, the consumer of all that’s wrong for him, will not only clutch to the teachings like a drowning person clamoring for a life jacket during the sinking of the Titanic, but he will also swallow the whole tamale lock stock and barrel, and instead of looking to where the finger is pointing, he will become enchanted and mesmerized by the rings on the pointers finger and miss the point altogether.

In his moment of dour need, the drowning man will buy another bogus set of goods as he searches for HIS answers and ends up with someone else’s.

And there you have the state of the world.


I look forward to hearing from you.
Peace Out,
Radical Priest,
Reverend Michael Valentine Goldsun
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Dear Michael,

The work you are doing is really good, and SO needed. I am encouraged to see relevant work being done in this world.

I have also tried, in my way, to turn people away from religious dogma, and to real spirituality. I keep trying to point people to the basic essentials, which are relevant to ALL human beings. But most people seem to find that just too simple. Nonetheless, we keep trying, because what else can we do.

Carry on man! It is a fine job you are doing.

Love,

Amadon