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Originally Posted by old_cold
It always strikes me as rather odd that it takes years of learning
certain techniques in order to communicate with this supposedly
wonderful 'always with you' god.
Maybe 'he' is really really picky about who he allows access to, huh?
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I often talk about God as similar to a wondering cat that enters in an open door...then
when it feels comfy and safe keeps coming back to visit.
The Holy Spirit is depicted as a dove for a reason...the easiest bird to scare away.
God is often called the Guest and the Friend by Hafiz and Kabir...and I know personally why now.
If you want a guest to come, what do you do?
You send an invitation, change the sheets, buy flowers, place a tissue box and
clock on the nightstand,
lay out clean towels...same with God...you must prepare a place for 'Him'...this Spirit to
visit you.
That place, as said before here, is a calm, peaceful, stilled place created by a sincere, earnest heart.
It is made up of the innocence which we are...a simple longing to know more.
No desperation, no begging, no tears...just waiting in stillness and expectation like a child.
BUT, like a hyperactive child crying for it's mommy...often the mom, washing dishes, gives the
child a toy and goes back to her chores...then again, the child whines and the mom gives a candy bar...
and all these times the child is satisfied...
BUT then, there is a different cry....the mom sees, "Oh!He wants
me!".
And nothing will satisfy him except her...her attention,
her hugs, her squeezes and love....not anything else.
It is the same with our Creator/God/Father/the All That Is....if something else pleases you,
occupies you...
He needn't come.
This is the
discipline...to keep placing the needle back onto the record...your focus on
the song of the heart...not getting distracted with this world, and doubt and discouragement ...
but, staying with the tugging on the mom's apron strings.
It sometimes has been in the 3rd hour of meditating that God comes...filling my entire
inner vision...the movie screen behind my eyelids with bursting panoramas of
brilliant sunsets...at the same time speaking to me in complete sentences about so many things...
why we are here, how much 'He' loves me and how I do 'this or 'that'...
telling me wondrous things about 'Him'.
But, my
belief system, that is now deeply planted in my subconscious mind...
knows it is
possible to 'know and understand' this Divine Mind..as He said to Jeremiah in 9:23...
If there is doubt..well, that is just blocking the experience...
the 'dove' is spooked and flies off.
How would I describe experiencing the Divine Presence?
Stunned, breathless, transfixed, in total awe...as if the earth is standing still.
The aftermath? Stunned, in awe, humbled, crying in gratitude...wanting more and more and
more of this Grace.