I came across this commentary in my day to day calender, which has been with me for many years and this was the commentary which two ladies did from the text of part of Psalm 30.1, these two ladies did this way back in 1935 and here is the commentary by these two ladies who remained nameless as requested and just referred to themselves as the Listeners; 'Man's ecstasy is God's touch on quickened responsive spirit-nerves'.
To me this was so wonderful and what came to me in that split second AH HA, not so much an AH HA but a silent deep recognition in feeling and not in words and after that feeling an inner knowing in words that was indelible imprinted them in my conscious mind.
On some days there is this longing for that special presence, that feeling of deep calm and tranquillity a serene feeling of all is well and everything is one and connected and a loving compassion not of emotion as per se but something transcendent and beyond understanding, a feeling of a Divine Presence.
This feeling of receptivity is like having an internal energetic invisible receptor which is an energetic organ or 'cluster of invisible nerves' indeed spirit-nerves.
A growing at the back of my mind an awareness, a shadow, a light just visible from the murky depths of my agendas, my overlay due to my brain washing and conditioning the grooming of the materialistic mundane world of austerity, harshness and conformity, there is a burgeoning reality of this light of Life, Life longing to be recognised not by forcing Itself on its recipients but longing to meet Itself, a long lost friend searching for itself as it own self that became lost and besmirched by the pollution of the abyss of the pit in which the proverbial monster of evil which I liken to brain washed agendas that lack compassion, love and charity.
To this end as the awareness of the light beckons this awareness is the purification of the 'spirit nerves', it is the clearing process of the dross karmic debris and detritus and the rust and decay that goes mouldy and leaves a bitter taste and rotten breath with a dank odorous body, the stench of rotting out of date no longer serving patterns and ideas. A mind shaped consciousness that lamely follows rituals and disciplines which goes against the nature of the natural human being.
Stale stagnant water, murky light yearning to get out of the clutches of a diminutive life and imprisoned by its own lores and agendas and longing for the light to shine, warmth and shudder no more at the dark cold limited light that clouds happiness, joy and emancipation.
Such as the receptors awaiting the light to burst through not by the force of Itself, but just waiting patiently like the Sun behind clouds and the Sunny Presence emerges just by gently being there and the peeping of the Sun Of Life, the Light behind all creation that which fuels the Sun and all creation, is seen and the recipient fired up in anticipation that the clouds of unknowing will fade away melted by the light of life and then one becomes one with the light and all is very, very, well indeed.
To me this was so wonderful and what came to me in that split second AH HA, not so much an AH HA but a silent deep recognition in feeling and not in words and after that feeling an inner knowing in words that was indelible imprinted them in my conscious mind.
On some days there is this longing for that special presence, that feeling of deep calm and tranquillity a serene feeling of all is well and everything is one and connected and a loving compassion not of emotion as per se but something transcendent and beyond understanding, a feeling of a Divine Presence.
This feeling of receptivity is like having an internal energetic invisible receptor which is an energetic organ or 'cluster of invisible nerves' indeed spirit-nerves.
A growing at the back of my mind an awareness, a shadow, a light just visible from the murky depths of my agendas, my overlay due to my brain washing and conditioning the grooming of the materialistic mundane world of austerity, harshness and conformity, there is a burgeoning reality of this light of Life, Life longing to be recognised not by forcing Itself on its recipients but longing to meet Itself, a long lost friend searching for itself as it own self that became lost and besmirched by the pollution of the abyss of the pit in which the proverbial monster of evil which I liken to brain washed agendas that lack compassion, love and charity.
To this end as the awareness of the light beckons this awareness is the purification of the 'spirit nerves', it is the clearing process of the dross karmic debris and detritus and the rust and decay that goes mouldy and leaves a bitter taste and rotten breath with a dank odorous body, the stench of rotting out of date no longer serving patterns and ideas. A mind shaped consciousness that lamely follows rituals and disciplines which goes against the nature of the natural human being.
Stale stagnant water, murky light yearning to get out of the clutches of a diminutive life and imprisoned by its own lores and agendas and longing for the light to shine, warmth and shudder no more at the dark cold limited light that clouds happiness, joy and emancipation.
Such as the receptors awaiting the light to burst through not by the force of Itself, but just waiting patiently like the Sun behind clouds and the Sunny Presence emerges just by gently being there and the peeping of the Sun Of Life, the Light behind all creation that which fuels the Sun and all creation, is seen and the recipient fired up in anticipation that the clouds of unknowing will fade away melted by the light of life and then one becomes one with the light and all is very, very, well indeed.
SHACK
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