Wonderful Life, I look around and see what you have built, and I admire it. I see you have built such beautiful things, such variety and I want to learn. I want to learn how to do that, I want to learn how to take part in creation. I know I am only a learner, but I bring before you my life, but I am eager to learn. My life is all I have, and I offer this in the process of building and creation. I am just practising – just practising. I am just practising trying to build something beautiful. And I know it doesn’t matter if I don’t make it this time, because I have eternity. It is okay if I don’t get it right. I am trying to do my best. Sometimes I look at what I’ve done and I think, that wasn’t very good. You hurt too many people there. I live with that. It’s okay. We all make mistakes. It’s good to recognise them. It’s good to recognise that there is such a lot more to learn. But I keep trying. I try to keep the doors of love open. It is painful sometimes. But I have found a place beyond pain. See Mountain Path

I witnessed an atheist talking to a woman he was confronting, “Religion;” he said, “that’s surely a direction for failures and people who can’t really cope with facing reality.”

And the woman he was accusing of this inability to face reality said, “You poor man! Is your mind or awareness so tiny that you have never realised the forces and processes of your own body are beyond anything you understand? Can’t you see that your very existence is brought about by things so far beyond your knowledge that it is only a statement of your impoverishment to suggest an awareness of God is an expression of some sort of smallness and failure. Have you never understood that? Have you not seen that religion is not only an acknowledgement of what we fail to understand and yet depend upon, but it is also an opening to it, a willingness to relate to it? It can also be something far more even than that. It can be an active loving relationship with what gives you life. And such love is an exchange, a sharing, and a way of merging one with another. It is an exchange – a sharing of bodily fluids – the very substance of life. Imagine that; a glorious love affair with the very spirit of life! A love affair with the invisible and forever indefinable. Is that something you are afraid of?”


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