I’m really going out on a limb here. If I make it too long, you will get bored and not read this. Or, you may think I am really crazy. All of life is a Holy experience. Don’t go…When I was four my mother told me she gave me to God (never tell this to a 4 yr old!) I was his. Of course growing up as a good Italian Catholic, I thought I was supposed to be a priest. Puberty came and no way on this earth was I not going to get me some of that heaven between a girls legs. High school in the early 70’s was all about drugs. Lots and lots of LSD, mushrooms, pot (alcohol never called on me much). These trips were to get to heaven and I believed I got into the kitchen or at least looked through the back door. After high school I started a spiritual library. All faiths. I am convinced they all lead you back to the source…. I spent 10yrs studying yoga and meditation from a Swami fresh from the Himalaya. He once said that by doing drugs you can get a glimpse of heaven...much like a fly on a window, smashing into the glass but never getting in the room.
Skip forward 20 years…I re-became a Christian. Church, bible whole nine yards….I have kept a spiritual diary since 1977. I talk to my Maker and when I am having what you called a “religious experience” He/She talks to me. Here are a couple of things He/She told me….”Lose yourself. Do not cling to your identity but identify yourself with Me. You invite me into your heart but do not greet Me. Do you think I have forgotten thee? Wake up. Come greet Me. For I am within awaiting.” Try ignoring that. I did…kept waiting to get zapped. Never happened. Ok…how about this one…”You either know or you don’t. You are within me and I am within you. Together we are one. Through you I find expression, through Me you fine your being. Love Me for My sake for I work within you and without you.”
By know you must think I have some screws loose…a serious whack-o…a nut…. That’s ok but here is what I know:
We are all connected. We are like radio receivers. We can tune in. When we are ‘fine’ tuned, we can get some serious reception. More? Your thoughts are not yours alone. We are also radio transmitters we send out thoughts and ideas. Ok I’ll stop. Thanks for letting me spout to you. I hope I didn’t just become ‘black listed’.
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