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Aug 22 2009

File Does Not Exist

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7 Responses to “File Does Not Exist”

1. # Elizabeth Mahlouon 22 Aug 2009 at 5:20 am

   I suppose if that were the case, then God would have a free entry. And, my goodness, what a powerful thing that could be!
2. # ukokon 22 Aug 2009 at 9:46 am

   I don’t suppose i am the only one who is fearful of asking, just ‘who am I?’.
3. # WhoKnowson 22 Aug 2009 at 11:49 am

   This is why I like(d) to travel. On the plane, in the hotel, out in fields, I have a blank slate, i.e., I’m alive, so are you.. let’s get coffee (tea, pints, rhubarb stalks, croissants), and find each other out. What I usually find is that we are children in a huge universe of a universe full of children. I’ve also often thought people with Alzheimer’s disease, once they’re past the fearful and sad spots of memory, have a blank slate. For almost all of them, eyes are clear and hopeful — new, every day.
4. # lucyon 22 Aug 2009 at 12:05 pm

   i adore these kinds of meditations. if we do them often enough – practice – i believe we can return to the person we were created to be. whoknows nails it with:

   “we are children in a huge universe of a universe full of children.”

   “and a little child shall lead them.”

   it also reminds me of the quote: “how old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?”
5. # gabrielleon 23 Aug 2009 at 2:19 pm

   Elizabeth, exactly so, and one of the main thrusts of the book (as well as other of Dyer’s works) – realigning with Source, i.e., God – Who is unlimited…

   ukok, I don’t experience (or haven’t yet, at least) fear in this regard, but confusion, certainly, and sometimes frustration, or the feeling “this is useless, I just can’t get it…”, all of which I’m really working on. I guess the desire to “get” is one of my problems…

   WhoKnows, you’ve really captured something there. Whenever I’m on holiday somewhere, and I see the variety of lifestyles wherever we happen to be, I always find myself thinking, I could live that way, or, that way of being really attracts me, and yet, when we get home, the old ways continue – it’s like I can’t sustain it, which is something this book is also dealing with – the necessity of examining all the limiting beliefs you’ve acquired throughout your life from other people (not to blame them, but to become aware of what no longer works for you, what is no longer a necessary limitation for your authentic self) and to change your thoughts about all these limitations and start living who you really are without them.

   Lucy, you’ve hit the nail on the head with “practice”; it’s a retraining of our thoughts, a realignment of our deepest self with the Divine and the Divine within us, and that takes commitment and constant awareness moment by moment, as well as a set time everyday to engage in it fully.
6. # Sheilaon 24 Aug 2009 at 1:48 pm

   UKOK, I find that who I am is someone uniquely Loved, if not marvelous or memorable in my own (w)right. I will never know who I am entirely anyhow, because most of me is in eternity. Only One knows us. Besides, we are always changing. We change with each birth as well as with each death, with each pet, with each joy as well as with each heartache, with each encounter out in the world, with each compliment, with each insult, with each gift, with each absolution, and with each lesson detonating us to bits.

   It’s perhaps why we’ve come online –either to ask, “Am I truly Loved?” or to say, “You are truly Loved.” Or both.
7. # Gabrielleon 25 Aug 2009 at 7:36 am

   Sheila, thinking more about what you’ve said, and ukok too. There is fear along the way, isn’t there, in shedding old ways and old habits and layers of the false self; maybe I’ve forgotten just how much fear there was, as the love grew, and maybe some of what I think of now as confusion or frustration is fear disguised. But I do know it’s far less than many years ago, and it’s His love that makes it so.

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