WHO AM I??
A lover knocked at the door of his beloved.
"Who knocks?", said the beloved from within.
"It is I", said the lover.
"Go away, This house will not hold you and me."
The rejected lover went away into the desert. There he meditated for months on end, pondering the words of the beloved. Finally he returned and knocked at the door again.
"Who knocks?"
"It is you."
The door was immediately opened.................
--Anthony De Mello, "The Song of the Bird", pp 99-100
After reading the above parable, a thought was implanted in my head as I rode the next early morning before meetings, before day began. I might say "before light". however, I seemed to have sensed a certain light from the pre-dawn darkness
MY "IMPLANTED" THOUGHT
(interpretation)
In this dream-story, the 'Beloved' is God. I (or one of you Peeps?) am the Lover knocking. When God says, "There is not room for both of us in this house...", He IS referring to the 'self', my Ego, my Pride.
So, after months of meditation in the desert and a burning, yearning, learning experience I return to the door of heaven. In answer to God's query "Who is it?" I answer, "YOU!"
And the gates of heaven are swung open in true "welcome"...
What does this mean to me? All that there is left--after all's said and done--is GOD! That's why we say now, with certain certainty, "God, the Great Reality, is deep down within us...that is the 'only' place He can be found." --Paraphrased from Big Book, Page 55
Isn't that a beautiful thought, a beautiful story? And...be pleased to know this IS the last you will read of it--from me, that is!
Thank you bloggers, for allowing me the freedom of expression. I write what comes to me, hoping you will forgive my inadequacies and share in the thrills of spiritual peace, day-to-day serenity, and little more than the willingness to be helpful to any and all, through Him, with Him, and in Him.
Peace, blessings, and yep! Love,
--steveroni
A BIT OF TRIVIA
(It did not seem fitting to place this between what's
meant to be spirit-filled lines of thought above.)
meant to be spirit-filled lines of thought above.)
When Berlin was under horrendous attack toward the end of WWII, two civilian enterprises there continued non-stop operation. The weather bureau and SEVENTEEN BREWERIES!
Parts of "Trivia" are taken from L.M. Boyd's "Curiosity Shop"
