THE UNITY I The roman numerals after the title refer to the version number, as this post has been rewritten and revised. * A beach of black volcanic sand nestles between high cliffs and a rocky Atlantic coast at Praia da Fajã, Ilha do Faial (Fajã beach, Faial island). Soft and fluffy towards the sea, the sand sinks when walked upon. Compacting as it piles towards the cliffs, it makes a solid bed. Laying bare-skinned upon the sand, looking up to the ever-changing sky, hearing the constantly crashing waves, I repeat softly aloud the words given me by consciousness: All praise to the Source I Am, the Unity, the all-inclusive One. All gratitude for AllThatIs, as it is, and for WhatIsNot. All that I Am, and ever will be, is Love for Love Itself. All tension releasing, all muscles and thoughts letting go, I relax into the Source I Am. All connection with the Unity feeling, the Source I Am acts through me. * The sand and setting are supportive for giving dedicated attention to connection, but the words are equally effective when walking uphill to the market/cafe or riding the bus 🚌 into Horta town. In actuality, no-thing can be separated from the Unity, the all-inclusive Source I Am. Always underlying is constant connection with the AllThatIs. That it does not feel so in the human experience is due to bubbles of apparent separation, a metaphor explainable in different ways. The appearance has been the reality for so long, it is rarely questioned. When the natural desire for constant felt connection is strong enough, a way will be found — like water finding its own level, lightning seeking the path of least resistance, and salmon swimming against the current to find their spawning bed and fulfill the purpose of their design. The design for homo sapiens by the lesser gods may have been a race of slaves, but the design for humankind by the Unity is a people through whom by their free will choice the Source I am can act. Where can examples be found of humans living in constant felt connection with the Source I am? Whether accurate as historical fact or not, the portrayal of Y'shua, Jesus of Nazareth in the crowd-funded series called 'The Chosen' speaks to me as an example of the potential Christ in everyone, and of 'putting on the perfect human'. The pattern son in constant connection with his Father, interpreted without gender or hierarchy, is meant by design to be lived by all who choose. There is beauty in the diversity of interpretations given to this by individuals, when attachments are released. In my interpretation, each person has the innate potential to be both the chosen and the chooser. One is an act of faith, the other of free will. Each human is both the Father/Mother and the son/daughter, the 'Source I am' and the bubble of apparent separation. Each individual is a unique expression and experience of the all-inclusive One. Each individuated unit is a begotten of the Unity. "What would it be like to be an air bubble, drifting upward from the lake bottom through the deep waters, and rising above the surface to burst then become one with the air and mingle with the atmosphere and course through the veins of the winds?" - from 'The Universe is You' by Gary Smith, 1971 How could a bursted air bubble retain awareness of self when it is one with the air? Perhaps by having created an encompassing intelligent/self-aware plasma light sphere which facilitates rather than prevents conscious connection with the Source I am.... by having exchanged in some way a bubble of apparent separation for a sphere of constant felt connection. The light sphere and the 'Source I am' are made of the same plasma, that is, flowing liquid electricity which when imploding to a center point and radiating outwards is to me a way of understanding love for love itself. Love expresses in many ways, from eros to agape, and all are experiences, none are wrong. However the fruit of each type of love will be different. I am most attracted to agape as in my experience it alone leads to the constant felt connection I most desire. * After writing this, I randomly found a Youtube titled 'You Are the Source,' and while listening realized how well it fits with the post, amplifying and rounding it with another perspective. The photo is by Gary. It is from the island of Faial in the Atlantic, in the volcanic archipelago of the Azores (Açores), Portugal, sometimes called the remnant of Atlantis. Feedback on the post is appreciated. https://www.wholehuman.emanatepresence.com/blog/the-unity THE UNITY III The roman numeral after the title refer to the version number, as this post has been rewritten and revised. * A beach of black volcanic sand nestles between high cliffs and a rocky Atlantic coast at Praia da Fajã, Ilha do Faial (Fajã beach, Faial island). Soft and fluffy towards the sea, the sand sinks when walked upon. Compacting as it piles towards the cliffs, it makes a solid bed. Laying bare-skinned upon the sand, looking up to the ever-changing sky, hearing the constantly crashing waves, I repeat softly aloud the words given me by consciousness: All praise to the Source I Am, the Unity, the all-inclusive One. All gratitude for AllThatIs, as it is, and for WhatIsNot. All that I Am, and ever will be, is Love for Love Itself. All tension releasing, all muscles and thoughts letting go, I relax into the Source I Am. All connection with the Unity feeling, the Source I Am acts through me. * The sand and setting are supportive for giving dedicated attention to connection, but the words are equally effective when walking uphill to the market/cafe or riding the bus 🚌 into Horta town. In actuality, no-thing can be separated from the Unity, the all-inclusive Source I Am. Always underlying is constant connection with the AllThatIs. That almost everyone does not experience constant felt connection can be explained in various ways. There is beauty in a diversity of biological, theological, and extraterrestrial interpretations. Each may contain partial truth and none the whole. I am not so interested in how we humans came to be this way as in where we can go from here. The design for homo sapiens by the lesser gods may have been a race of slaves, but the design for humankind by the Unity is a people through whom — by their free will choice — 'the Source I am' can act. Focusing not on the apparent separation but on 'the Source I am' acting through me supports my chosen direction. I don't 'make it happen', rather relax into allowing it to be so. More and more I sense an encompassing intelligent/self-aware plasma light sphere which facilitates conscious connection with the Unity. Repeating the five verses and visualizing the sphere around me strengthens the experience. The light sphere and the 'Source I am' are made of the same plasma, that is, flowing liquid electricity. While not the end of the line, when the plasma sphere implodes to a center point and radiates outwards, it is to me a way of understanding love for love itself. Love expresses in many ways, from eros to agape, and all are experiences, none are wrong. However, the fruit of each type of love will be different. I am most attracted to agape as in my experience it alone leads to the constant felt connection I most desire. Therefore, the verse from above is returned to me frequently, 'All that I Am, and ever will be, is Love for Love Itself.' * The photo is by Gary. It is from the island of Faial in the Atlantic, in the volcanic archipelago of the Azores (Açores), Portugal, sometimes called the remnant of Atlantis. https://www.wholehuman.emanatepresence.com/blog/the-unity THE UNITY IV The roman numeral after the title refer to the version number, as this post has been rewritten. * A beach of black volcanic sand nestles between high cliffs and a rocky Atlantic coast at Praia da Fajã, Ilha do Faial (Fajã beach, Faial island). Soft and fluffy towards the sea, the sand sinks when walked upon. Compacting as it piles towards the cliffs, it makes a solid bed. Laying bare-skinned upon the sand, I have looked up to the ever-changing sky, heard the constantly crashing waves, and started to lose the hard mental edges of my existence. Relinquishing the burden of the human mind with its manmade laws, I relaxed into the being of borderless nature. Often I've repeated softly aloud the words given me by consciousness, deepening the effect: All praise to the Source I Am, the Unity, the all-inclusive One. All gratitude for AllThatIs, AllThatWas, and AllThatWillBe. All that I Am, and ever will be, is Love for Love Itself. All tension releasing, all muscles and thoughts letting go, I relax into the Source I Am. All connection with the Unity feeling, the Source I Am acts through me. * What is the truth of human existence? There can be a beauty in accepting multifaceted biological, theological, and extraterrestrial interpretations — a joy of looking into many faces of diversity and seeing the One in developing forms. Each perspective may be truthful to its moment of development but never constant, each may contain partial truth but none the whole. For me, it's no longer about truth but about feeling. I am not so interested in how we humans came to be this way as in where we can go from here. My Asperger's brain likes to churn thoughts, sometimes chewing on them with a bite that doesn't want to let go. Letting go of mental processing releases me from having to be 'right' into the freedom of feeling. To bypass my Asperger's bite, the sand and setting of the Fajã beach are supportive for relaxing into connection with the Unity. The deepening verses above are equally effective when repeating them while walking uphill to the market/cafe or riding the bus 🚌 into Horta town. Even if this is a truth only for a moment of clearer vision, it opens a way for the next step. I can relinquish momentary truths that have become possessions. I can pick up truths that serve on my journey for a time. A momentary truth that the design of homo sapiens by the lesser gods is for a race of slaves, is relinquished. That the design for humankind by the Unity is a people through whom — by their free will choice — 'the Source I am' can act, is a truth I choose. I don't 'make it happen', rather relax into allowing it to be so. Looking out glass doors to the wind-whipped Atlantic, seeing the grey sky blending into the white crested grey ocean, hearing the driven rain beating over hours upon the house, gives me an accepted challenge to transcend what I resist. Even through what seems endless rainy storms, I know the sun is still there. Sometimes when the resistance relaxes, the feeling of the sun breaks through. * The photo is by Gary. It is from the island of Faial in the Atlantic, in the volcanic archipelago of the Azores (Açores), Portugal, sometimes called the remnant of Atlantis. https://www.wholehuman.emanatepresence.com/blog/the-unity
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