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I hear them calling out, reaching up and they plead 'please God Almighty' hear us, we starve, not only for food and water but for your grace and peace. Save us Great One.
They turn away as they feel no answer to their plea and where is this God? Despondency fills them and grief overtakes them.
They feel their suffering is forever and death would be a welcome relief. Their strife is a burden, a yoke bending them down with a huge weight attached to it. Their hunger racks their bellies and their minds crazed with the want for food, water and a safe place to lay their head.
The fever of abandonment, rejection and hate that are like poisoned arrows and red ant bites searing and tormenting their wizened bodies and shrivelling their life force and although I feel so grateful for my life in a small flat, that is larger than any of their tents and huts and so far affordable, I feel somewhere in my psyche I feel their plight, it does not rack me or make me feel guilty, it does make feel helpless to help many of them. I give to several charities not because I feel it will win me a place in heaven but because I feel for the donkeys, the blind, the children, for water, dogs for the blind and surgery for deformed children's faces. Somehow I feel I have lived in other incarnations in many of these situations.
I know for me I have at times wondered where God has gone and certainly in this incarnation I have never known true love of another or for another because I have found that human love is always conditional, one has to live up to my own or someones ideal and beliefs and I have seen young and old love turn as the 'honeymoon' is over and today the pressures of success based just on materialism many have to 'live up' to accepted standards of success and then when the impermanence, the transitory existence of life is comprehended and awakening occurs one realises its not forever and life can slip though one's fingers so to speak, if we release the grasp of the present life and its constrictions, then we can lead the same life with the realising 'nothing is forever' for the Nature of the Universe is change and indeed at the level of the particles and atoms there is to quote' 'Ingrained and controlled cultural perceptions have led the way to a concrete view of a material world rather than the more accurate vista that depicts an enormous energy field composed of tiny particles in motion' and from Eckhart Tolle 'You didn't create your body, nor are we able to control the bodies functions. An Intelligence greater than the human mind is at work. It is the same Intelligence that sustains Nature. You cannot get any closer to that Intelligence than being aware of your own energy field-----by feeling the aliveness, the animating presence within your body'
So I have taken to feeling forgiveness wherever and whenever I can not to just assuage my guilt especially when I have been callous, cruel words and just plain rude and insulting, arrogant and high minded hiding behind the mask of degrees, knowledge and superiority. I feel the pain that I did to my body and distorted mind sets and patterns and at this time of August 2022 a great deal of anger and swearing and blame at me. I feel the pain that I inflict on myself I must own and I apologise to my dear body for keeping me with a reasonable health and a mind that is loosening up a bit and the dictatorship of my hidden beliefs and prejudices that have warped many of the love that should have been for me and others, this is why I feel the pain of the crying hands because all of their suffering is shared on some level by all of us whether we are aware of it or not.
Somewhere there is a collective field, the collective unconscious and I feel suffering can awaken this awareness to this field and realise we can all sit silently and let the compassion fill this field and let this flood the mind and hopefully let us realise the the Universe is in constant flux and that hope is never far away.
SHACK
So I weep a lot for my leaving the material world and its glamour and promise, a sadness tinged with joy as I know this is not forever and the gratefulness to know the spasmodic bouts of grace, the complete emptiness at times with just pure awareness are the replacements, if you like of Spirit and the waning pull and lure of materialism and the hard robotic technology and the mad dream of despotic persons regarding altering genetics and eugenics with transhumanism. So I carry on weeping at the sad farewell to the old hard past and kind of mourning for the great life moments and the ego anger for not getting its own way so much now. SHACK
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