Truth is within ourselves.
There is an inmost center in us all,
Where the Truth abides in fulness; and to know
Rather consists in opening out a way
Whence the imprisoned splendour may escape,
Than in effecting entry for a light supposed to be without.
Can you leave all your material dependencies? Can you leave your dependency on your family for love, justice, and mercy, and expect these only from the Father?
Can you turn from expecting justice from a judge and jury, and expect it from the Father within your own being? Can you turn from expecting gratitude, reward, recognition, or appreciation from you employer or employees, or from members of your family, and seek your good only in the Farther within? Can you follow only the Spirit within and not personal sense without?
Are you still at that place where you say to the Master, "No, go on for a season, I must catch more fish for my family, Go on, while I stay behind and rely on human beings for recognition and reward, cooperation and gratitude." Or have you reached that point of consciousness that the Disciples had reached when without question they laid down their nets"
Leave Your Nets--Chapter "Fishers of Men" by Joel S. Goldsmith
We do not 'come into this world; we come out of it,
as leaves from a tree.
As the ocean 'waves', the universe 'peoples.'
Every individual is an expression of the whole realm of nature,
a unique action of the total universe.
Be still, so still that your breath
becomes an inflow and outflow of peace
from a Source deeper than mind,
body, or circumstance.
Drop all resistance and feel yourself
embraced in an Ocean of Stillness,
carried on waves of Grace.
Rest like a wave--
in an Ocean of peace
beyond its endurance,
for the Soul rests in God
with total assurance.
Patricia Ferrara-IW practitioner
Never is our inner fulfillment dependent upon anything or anybody in the world of effect. "Go with a tender step" to the inner sanctuary and there plant the seeds of your outer life. Each truth recalled will soon become alive and bear rich fruitage as though you had planted actual seeds in the nourishing soil of God's earth.
Sara Robbins wrote; "Let each within his heart a temple build--where no man is a stranger." While waiting quietly at the Center, your realization of Oneness assures your oneness with every spiritual idea and every spiritual being whom you can bless and serve and who can in turn be a blessing and service to you.
Between times do not allow the human mind to become active with attempting to meet the problem at its own level. Do not "peek" even to see how things are unfolding in the outer scene. Keep the golden chain unbroken for upon the chain is the golden key which is better, far better than Aladdin's wonderful lamp.
Stop thinking and stop talking about the problem and think about God instead. Make of your soul a sanctuary, make of your heart an altar, make of your mind a temple, and when you leave that secret place of the most High you shall find as did Emerson, that a Watcher, a Holy one, walks behind with long affectionate glances of inexahustible Love.
Dorothy Moore/IW practitioner
THIS IS THE WAY
And this is the way to care for the planet
We love our planet when we know...
We flee the hunter's bullet and
We are polluted and prostituted and
We are hacked to death by chainsaws
We know and feel the pain and
We begin to hear the cries of
GIVE HONOR TO YOUR DARK SIDE
Give Honor to your Dark Side.
Honor the reflection of self in the eyes of anoher.
Use this experinece to walk a path of wisdom,
to release your self-imposed
traditions of the past,
outmoded ways of the past,
of perceiving and believiing.
All that you wish to be free of is inside the self.
Look at these things.
Honor them for their gift to you.
Then, let them fly from the wings of
Travel to the stars.
Songs of the Arcturians by Patricia Periera
The Initial Song 1987
Invisible obstreperous intrusion
Like subtle bits of stale and
acrid air that assult then
fragment the whole.
Asleep in dull distraction, the false
forever craves its lover-
who comes quickly bearing gifts-
empty boxes gayly wrapped
cacophany of ego balm
While Soul in Silence,