Life Is A Question And Every Answer Is Right


“Whether you think you can or you can’t, your right.”  Henry Ford

Happiness will never be found, no matter where you look for it.  It will be discovered wherever you happen to be.  And no one ever attracts love.  Love waits for us to arrive at its home.  We arrive at its home when we have learned enough from life’s lessons to believe that we ourselves are worthy of it.

Everything is created by belief at some level, the whole physical world in which we live, our external world, is only a description that we have all agreed on.  Or so it seems.  Yet, there is no real way to know if what I see as blue is the same as what you see as blue.  We agree on the container, on the word used to enclose a perception.  I don’t know what another perceives as, for example “blue”, only that we call the sky blue, or the ocean blue.  We agree on the outline of the world, but what is perceived within the outline is personal.  But we all believe in the description of the world that we have created somewhere in the consciousness that connects us.

We receive our description of the world, our place in it and of ourselves from different layers of description containing environments.  The first being our family.  It is within the family that we first get a reflection of ourselves.  We learn what it means to be who we are.  however, the messages are confusing because if we do something that is not approved of, we are described as bad.  If we do something that is approved of we are described as good.  Good is rewarded, bad is punished.

It is also within the family that we learn what it means to be a certain race, religion, and nationality.  Then we are imprinted with the beliefs held by our society with regards to others.  We learn whether different is embraced or feared, good or bad.  What the measure of success is and its rewards along with the measure of failure and its punishment.

Within all of these descriptions which connect individual to family, family to community, community to nation and nation to the world, we develop a description of ourselves.  We believe this description, which is based solely on the perceptions of those who influence our earliest years of life.  So we don’t really have an accurate description of ourselves, what we have is a reflection of how we are perceived by our earliest environment based upon a comparison of our actions against the beliefs and expectations of our parents.

We enter the world outside of our family with a costume a description of ourselves that we believe to be true.  We manifest this as the energy field that we project and the world reacts to us, not based on our true selves, but based on the energy field that we believe to be ourselves.

Whatever is attracted to us when we enter our own lives, is attracted to the description we have manifested of ourselves.  From this point we are challenged by what our false description of ourselves attracts so that we will begin the journey the soul has set up for us to discover that these descriptions are not of who we are.  The more we are challenged by and forced to suffer through the experiences and relationships that we attract into our lives, the more we are driven to question why these things are happening to us.  As we continue to question, to doubt, we crack the viability of this projected description and slowly, through the pain, the glowing light of our true selves begins to shine through.

From this point, we see things begin to come into our lives that bring happiness.  However, we are at first unsure of our ability to be this light, which is so outside of the box that we believe in, that we retreat back into the box and the description we have accepted and manifested as who we are.  Those things that were attracted by our inner light then also vanish because we we have withdrawn that light and hidden it again behind the description.

Sooner for some, and later for others we reach the point where the illusion of self we accepted and manifested, becomes so contrary to the increasingly determined voice of the true inner being that the façade that we so trustingly manifested as our identity simply falls away.  And we begin to embrace with love and trust the real self that has been hidden beneath all of outer definitions we have struggled within.  And we begin to allow the manifestation of who we really are.

When we believe in ourselves with the same depth of belief that we believe in the world in which we live, we become one with that beauty which lies beneath all illusion.  We become one with the spirit which inhabits every blade of grass, every fish, every living spirit disguised as a person or thing in the material world.  This Spirit then moves us to what brings us joy, it moves us to relationships that feed our hearts and our souls.

I read many stories of Tibetan monks, who, knowing it was their time, would lay themselves down to sleep.  Then they would gently pass to the next dimension, no pain and no suffering.  Pain and suffering are illusions caused by the belief in the illusion of separateness from each other and from our Source.

“If [man] thinks of the totality as constituted of independent fragments, then that is how his mind will tend to operate, but if he can include everything coherently and harmoniously in an overall whole that is undivided, unbroken, and without a border then his mind will tend to move in a similar way, and from this will flow an orderly action within the whole.”  D. Bohm, _Wholeness and the Implicate Order_, p. xi

In the Bible, in Genesis, God gives Adam the task of naming everything.  Now I realize that in naming each thing, he manifested the world.  It says that first there was the Word. Nothing exists until we recognize it.  In physics there are waves and there are particles.  Particles make up what we see, waves make up what things are before we “see” them, recognize them.

Peter Russell from the Cambridge University Department of Mathematics and Theoretical Physics describes this state of affairs:

To the surprise of many, the world “out there” has turned out to be quite unlike our experience of it. Consider our experience of the color green. In the physical world there is light of a certain frequency, but the light itself is not green. Nor are the electrical impulses that are transmitted from the eye to the brain. No color exists there. The green we see is a quality appearing in the mind in response to this frequency of light. It exists only as a subjective experience in the mind.

When I was in high school I began to notice that the boys and girls who were the most attractive to the opposite sex were not the ones who would be considered the most attractive.  But they were the ones who either believed they were or believed what they had was better.  In other words, what made someone attractive, or popular was something in their energy field that said they were.  This description that they inhabited as their being.  It was a belief that they held so strongly that it was the identity that manifested in the world.

Love comes to us when we love ourselves, happiness finds a home in our hearts when we are happy with who we are.  Like attracts like, love attracts love.  What we think we are, we are.  What we believe we deserve, we will receive.  Our reality is created in a place within us that we have no conscious access to.  However, we have emotional access.  When a belief becomes rooted in emotion, it will manifest in reality.  But these are things that we cannot teach ourselves because we want to.

The best way to open oneself to self love, self trust, self respect, self forgiveness and self acceptance is by limiting your environment, your inner circle to those who love.  Love is something that does rub off.  Happiness is always driving around.  Sometimes it passes through our lives, but it does not stay because our belief that we do not deserve it creates fear, possessiveness, and all kinds of negative reactions that eventually push it out of our lives.  Happiness stays as long as there is light to shine on it.  That light exists only where love lives.  Otherwise it flickers, and so do the moments of happiness in our lives.

There has been no time more ripe for happiness, as strange as that might seem.  But this is because the descriptions held together about the world are crumbling and leaving the truth exposed for those who will see.  We are having an opportunity to glimpse God in our world and in ourselves, but we must take it and become it before it once again becomes covered up with plastic or gold plated.

In the Bible there is the story of the Prodigal Son, Buddhism too, has a story of a Prodigal son, there is the Gnostic parable of The Pearl,  Antoine de Saint-Exupery wrote, “The Little Prince”, and then there is “The Wizard of Oz, each one tells the journey of the soul into a world of illusion, or some distant place in order to find those things that will bring happiness.  Each one ends with the understanding that what they sought outside and endured suffering and challenges to find was what they had at “Home” all along and did not see.  Each story tells us that we seek out in the world, in our hero’s quest,  that which we already have, but need to recognize within ourselves.  We do not have to find happiness, we only have to recognize that we are happiness and we will discover that it is right where we are.  We do not have to look for love, we merely have to recognize that we are love, then close our eyes, click our heels three times and repeat, “There’s no one like me, there’s no one like me, there’s no one like me.” and when we open our eyes, we will find that we have arrived at Love’s door.

Here is a little video about reality

Dr Quantum – Double Slit Experiment

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