Religions exist to provide a template for its adherents to find their “higher power”. Far too many people despair of finding it, and end up accepting the husks discarded from other people’s minimal understandings of God, Truth, Buddha, Jesus, or whatever spiritual light seems to beckon to them. There is no freedom in the already “knowns” or cultural and religious conditioning that we have been programmed with from birth, and these are only false “idols” that we worship, or entertain, until the distress in our lives awakens us to other possibilities for living, perceiving, and being.
Rites and rituals, to the unenlightened, serve only as mechanisms for “fitting in” and adapting to the hope’s and expectations of others, while clinging to the desire to find a way to finally experience truth, the truth that most would resist being changed by anyway. God, or truth, requires only one sacrifice, and that is the release from the bondage to self and its time-limited and constrained beliefs of self and the other.
There are 103 accepted books written about the Buddha’s basic teaching, and those seeking an “educational path to enlightenment” certainly can spend years, or lifetimes, reading and studying them. Some seekers have found the direct path, the path where eternity appears in an instant, and dependencies on teachers and teachings are released. The Sacred Heart of Mankind remains readily accessible, yet prepare to leave your religion behind where necessary.
Beauty, like love, and God, comes home to permanently live in one’s mind and heart, once one no longer limits it to a person, place, or thing. It is the unbroken whole, only to he witnessed, by the unbroken whole that is you, when finally liberated from fragmented, selfish reasoning and desire. We find what we are looking for, thus we only need to develop insight into ourselves as to how we view reality, and the way it forms within us, to see beyond our nonsense, and finally find the elusive truth
I had to be on death’s doorstep to finally accept that I needed to see life differently. I had no idea that it could be possible to “see as God sees”. In a series of “holy instants”, the doorways to higher understanding were shown to me. I now choose to listen to the call, and to leave open the appropriate doors to “the messenger”.
Many are called, few choose to listen.
