Remembering (#2022)

Reflections while wandering the way of the path: Joy is our desire. But we do not have to search for it. It lives within, eager to express. Let it rise in you to be shared with all. At the bottom of your deepest anguish lies joy. It will hold you up. It will keep you sane in the dark wells of despair. It is the cushion on which you land. Then joy rises, and in rising it carries you up. You will never know the bottom of the well when you let joy rise. Joy trumps anguish every time. Live life in joy. It is not for others to tell you how. Twia knows the way and is your guide. Like wine, it is according to taste. Sip joy from the grapes of your own vineyard. The room within holds the vines. This is the source of your wine. Drink of your own joy with glee. I am all things – the way, the truth, the light. This teaching from John’s gospel is meant for ears that hear. Do not underestimate that which you are. The body is death. You are life eternal. Live as if you know it. It is yours now. This is the way of the path. You are the way, the truth, and the light. Believe it! Life is joy. Call it peace. Call it love. Whatever. Feel its power. You are that power. You can overcome the world. The world is a fearful place because you make it so. Use your power wisely. To choose wisely, do nothing. Rest in the room within. Twia knows the way. Do not speak. Keep silent. Do not desire. Accept. Live without expectation. Let joy prevail. From joy springs compassion. Let this be your path in the world and fear will flee before you. Be content. Do not ask the world to change. It has no mind of its own. It follows the way you choose. There is nothing in the world that can give you joy. You are joy. Give yourself to the world. Trust in that which you are.

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I am here now. In this moment, I am all things. No past. No present. No future. Only the moment. This moment is the whole of the all – complete, perfect, eternal. It is oneness. I carry this moment forever in heart. Paul, in a letter to the Thessalonians, said to pray unceasingly. This is it. Rest in the arms of twia. Find succor in the embrace that brings peace of heart. What do I cling to in life that goes with me in death? Peace of heart. All the rest is dust. Without peace of heart, I go screaming into the night, torn from my desires. I cannot hang on to the world as I leave its confines. Illusions belong in the dream. The dream dissipates as I awake. I learn to live in harmony with the world. Harmony brings peace of mind. Peace of mind is the state of being that embraces me as I pass. There is renewal in transition. How many transitions have I know? No longer do I wish to change the world. Is this a function of aging? Maybe. Again, I know that I do not know. The world is not here for me to change it. By letting the world go its own way, without clinging to its fears, I am released into twia. I remember that which I am. The world subsides then into oneness. Vision replaces perception. I see the whole of the all and live in love not fear. This is peace of heart. This I hold to in transition. To die is to let go of the body not life. Life is eternal. The me of the body is illusion. Twia is real.

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Give no weight to what surrounds you. It is the stuff of dreams. The world is heavy enough on its own. Do not add to the burdens. To fear change. To lack trust. These are our burdens. We want to control. To make right in our own way. This is the way of the world. It is heavy, laden with fears. It does not work to force things through the eye of the needle. We cannot thread our way in the world on our own. Why? Because we cannot see. We are blind. Only twia has eyes that see. Do not worship twia. This is not our calling. Our calling is to be twia. I am that which I am. This is oneness. Twia is love and compassion without fear. The union of souls finds expression in the world when oneness is seen in separation. The world is my expressing of separation. I can see the world in oneness through the eyes of twia. This is the way of the path.