The truth about the past is simply that it has passed. This means that our experience of each moment — for its pleasure or pain, peace or trouble — is a direct reflection of what we are in relationship with in the present.
Our attention connects us to life; it establishes our relationships with all that unfolds around and within us. Our experience of life reflects these relationships just as a rainbow reveals the different colors of light. This means that, whenever resentment or regret darkens our day, there’s only one reason for our sorrow: we’ve been tricked into revisiting and reforming an unconscious relationship with some misery-making moment from our past. We’ve simply made a bad connection within ourselves, due to a temporary lapse of attention… [to be continued]
If you want something truly worth living for, then learn what it means to live for something that is capable of returning the love you give it.
In this short talk, Guy Finley talks about the difference between being completely passive to life’s movements, and being properly active in the moment, which involves listening intently to what the present moment is wanting to communicate to us about ourselves.
Click here to listen to “Let Truth Tell You Who You Are”
And I saw a vision of a gleaming white castle with a narrow footpath leading up to its great white gates. This walkway — extending out from the gates as far as the eye could see — was so worn that it appeared to the eye as a kind of cut-mark several feet deep. And when I asked a nearby angel as to the nature of this Bright Place — and why the path leading up to it was so well-worn, she replied: “This Place is where humans who love the Living Light bring their hearts for Perpetual Safe Keeping.”
For a moment I pondered the significance of such a Place, marveling at its power and promise. As the strength of this impression grew, I spoke out: “Isn’t this something!” And I went on… “So many have come here to leave their love with the Divine that the ground itself has been worn away right up to the gates!”
After my comment I could feel the angel’s attention fall upon me something like a breeze, and I looked up to see her smiling at me.
“The reason the Path is as worn as it is,” she spoke as she looked away towards a person approaching the gates with empty hands, “is because most humans who find their Way here for the first time return time and time again.”
She must have felt my confusion and anticipated my question because before I could even formulate what was racing through my mind she continued almost without pause.
“First they come and leave their hearts here in God’s Good keeping, but then they return… only to take them back again.” She smiled once more and then — almost as an after-thought — said what were to be her last words to me: “It seems that some people must make this journey a thousand times before they actually come to understand that here is where the heart belongs for Good.”
With that the mystery of the well-worn Path was solved, but there was something else that happened in that moment. I can’t be sure, but it seemed as though her smile turned into an unspoken question that moved from her eyes into my own. And that was when the vision ended.