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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 623907" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>difficult child daughter describes everything that has happened to her ~ including the beating, including that she may not have come awake again at all and would never have known the difference ~ like this, COM.</p><p></p><p>difficult child daughter says she is no longer afraid of death.</p><p></p><p>She has no lust of vengeance toward the male. She never did.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>I have been reading Eckhardt Tolle again, COM. At bottom, every spiritual tradition seems to be telling us, seems to be describing us to ourselves, in identical ways. How could we have not seen this? But you know what? </p><p></p><p>I did not see it either, the first time I read through your postings on this thread.</p><p></p><p>So the change is in me.</p><p></p><p>Not the writings.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>We are not being asked or taught to love ourselves here, except as we have learned to love through loving outside ourselves.</p><p></p><p>And loving is amazingly possible from that perspective, inside of that position. It never had anything to do with judgment or worship, with power, other than as this infinity of free-flowing energy.</p><p></p><p>Real, on every level.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>I must not be here, yet. I get that there is something here. I don't have it, yet. But I see how to get there.</p><p></p><p>Let go.</p><p></p><p>Show up, and let go.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>True. Exactly true.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>True.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>And there comes a time in spiritual traditions, in poetry, in every art form, described as "praying continually."</p><p></p><p>That is where we are going.</p><p></p><p>That is Rumi's field.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>I did not understand this poem. So strange, that we think we understand and then <span style="color: #ff00ff"><span style="font-size: 12px">boom<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #000000"> everything changes.</span></span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: #000000">Again.</span></span></span></span></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Yes. Even when we think we are thinking "What are they thinking about me." we are switching our focus from ourselves, from our discomfort with the shadow side. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>This is a very good prayer, COM. A setting of intention.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>True. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>I like this. I am not there, yet. Nowhere near. Part of being present, of riding that edge Brene Brown describes, is work on this level. </p><p></p><p>Letting go of safety is the next level, I think. Letting go of cowardice, of backing away from that trapeze Echo posted about this morning.</p><p></p><p>It doesn't matter if I can't do it. Doesn't matter how it turns out. </p><p></p><p>Letting go of the outcome.</p><p></p><p>Again, spiritual belief systems coalesce, and are teaching the same true things.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>So is it possible the grief we feel has as much to do with stubbornly refusing to let go of that first container as it does with what is happening to the children we have not been able to let go into their adulthoods?</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Levels of understanding for me on this one, COM.</p><p></p><p>It's like falling through a kaliediscope.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>This resonates with me.</p><p></p><p>You cannot know how I appreciate these posts, COM. Or maybe, you do. We do acknowledge the depth and mystery of what happens, here on the site.</p><p></p><p>Thank you so much.</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 623907, member: 17461"] difficult child daughter describes everything that has happened to her ~ including the beating, including that she may not have come awake again at all and would never have known the difference ~ like this, COM. difficult child daughter says she is no longer afraid of death. She has no lust of vengeance toward the male. She never did. I have been reading Eckhardt Tolle again, COM. At bottom, every spiritual tradition seems to be telling us, seems to be describing us to ourselves, in identical ways. How could we have not seen this? But you know what? I did not see it either, the first time I read through your postings on this thread. So the change is in me. Not the writings. We are not being asked or taught to love ourselves here, except as we have learned to love through loving outside ourselves. And loving is amazingly possible from that perspective, inside of that position. It never had anything to do with judgment or worship, with power, other than as this infinity of free-flowing energy. Real, on every level. I must not be here, yet. I get that there is something here. I don't have it, yet. But I see how to get there. Let go. Show up, and let go. True. Exactly true. True. And there comes a time in spiritual traditions, in poetry, in every art form, described as "praying continually." That is where we are going. That is Rumi's field. I did not understand this poem. So strange, that we think we understand and then [COLOR=#ff00ff][SIZE=3]boom[SIZE=4][COLOR=#000000] everything changes.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=#ff00ff][SIZE=3][SIZE=4][COLOR=#000000]Again.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/SIZE][/COLOR] Yes. Even when we think we are thinking "What are they thinking about me." we are switching our focus from ourselves, from our discomfort with the shadow side. This is a very good prayer, COM. A setting of intention. True. I like this. I am not there, yet. Nowhere near. Part of being present, of riding that edge Brene Brown describes, is work on this level. Letting go of safety is the next level, I think. Letting go of cowardice, of backing away from that trapeze Echo posted about this morning. It doesn't matter if I can't do it. Doesn't matter how it turns out. Letting go of the outcome. Again, spiritual belief systems coalesce, and are teaching the same true things. So is it possible the grief we feel has as much to do with stubbornly refusing to let go of that first container as it does with what is happening to the children we have not been able to let go into their adulthoods? Levels of understanding for me on this one, COM. It's like falling through a kaliediscope. This resonates with me. You cannot know how I appreciate these posts, COM. Or maybe, you do. We do acknowledge the depth and mystery of what happens, here on the site. Thank you so much. Cedar [/QUOTE]
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