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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 624130" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>I have been reading Eckhardt Tolle, have been reading and thinking Pema Chodron. Was it Peter's ego, his story-telling, making sense of things self, that needed to be ground to nothing before he could be of any value to himself or anyone else?</p><p></p><p>Is that what is being ground out of us? The ego, the fear of shame, the pride and isolation in "perfect"? I have been thinking and reading about the phrase "to pray continually." In practice, that would mean holding conscious awareness of the sacred in every smallest daily activity. </p><p></p><p>Making each action perfect by total absorption in it.</p><p></p><p>This is both easy and impossible to do!</p><p></p><p>The next time you take clothes out of the dryer, think of this. Then, pay attention. Open to the texture and heat, to the scent. See your hands, smoothing and folding. It changes the whole experience.</p><p></p><p>I have been popping into and out of that look at things, lately.</p><p></p><p>It feels like limitless time.</p><p></p><p>And yet, only a minute or two will have passed.</p><p></p><p>How can reality be both those things?</p><p></p><p>*********************</p><p></p><p>My favorite writer, my favorite book, tells a story of substitution across time. Tells of a descendent holding the fear of an ancestor, making it possible for him to go to the stake (for heresy) with courage. He prays for a miracle, prays for the fear to be taken away. </p><p></p><p>And it is.</p><p></p><p>He goes up in a blaze of glory.</p><p></p><p>No fear.</p><p></p><p>That was the miracle. That the fear, the crippling, ego-driven, shaming fear, would be taken away.</p><p></p><p>The theme of the book is that we can, having suffered and come through, hold strong for someone else by an act of intention. And that time doesn't matter. </p><p></p><p>"The burden was inevitably lighter for him than for her, for the rage of a personal resentment was lacking. He endured her sensitiveness, but not her sin; the substitution there, if indeed, there is a substitution, is hidden in the central mystery of Christendom which Christendom itself has never understood, nor can."</p><p></p><p>Charles Williams</p><p>Descent Into Hell</p><p></p><p>Is that what it means, to remain present? To, as Christ is said to have told us, "Be not afraid."</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 624130, member: 17461"] I have been reading Eckhardt Tolle, have been reading and thinking Pema Chodron. Was it Peter's ego, his story-telling, making sense of things self, that needed to be ground to nothing before he could be of any value to himself or anyone else? Is that what is being ground out of us? The ego, the fear of shame, the pride and isolation in "perfect"? I have been thinking and reading about the phrase "to pray continually." In practice, that would mean holding conscious awareness of the sacred in every smallest daily activity. Making each action perfect by total absorption in it. This is both easy and impossible to do! The next time you take clothes out of the dryer, think of this. Then, pay attention. Open to the texture and heat, to the scent. See your hands, smoothing and folding. It changes the whole experience. I have been popping into and out of that look at things, lately. It feels like limitless time. And yet, only a minute or two will have passed. How can reality be both those things? ********************* My favorite writer, my favorite book, tells a story of substitution across time. Tells of a descendent holding the fear of an ancestor, making it possible for him to go to the stake (for heresy) with courage. He prays for a miracle, prays for the fear to be taken away. And it is. He goes up in a blaze of glory. No fear. That was the miracle. That the fear, the crippling, ego-driven, shaming fear, would be taken away. The theme of the book is that we can, having suffered and come through, hold strong for someone else by an act of intention. And that time doesn't matter. "The burden was inevitably lighter for him than for her, for the rage of a personal resentment was lacking. He endured her sensitiveness, but not her sin; the substitution there, if indeed, there is a substitution, is hidden in the central mystery of Christendom which Christendom itself has never understood, nor can." Charles Williams Descent Into Hell Is that what it means, to remain present? To, as Christ is said to have told us, "Be not afraid." Cedar [/QUOTE]
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