291 This is is a day of stillness and of peace.
I do not need to struggle. I do not need to find the way to you, because
you know the way to me. I love this silence, your constant companionship,
your abiding love. Let me be still and welcome my God today. How lovely
is that which the hand of forgiveness touches, how deep the silence and
peace that falls on the world today. The world is rich and sweet with
flavor — a taste of Heaven.
292 A happy outcome to all things is sure.
MT: Oh yeah?!! How about being abducted, raped, and murdered? What's the
happy outcome you propose?
JC: Glad you asked. I used strong wording, and I used it for a reason.
When you are in extreme circumstances (extreme as the world sees it—to
God it's all the same), that's when you need a strong remedy.
MT: So what am I supposed to do if I'm abducted, etc. etc.?
JC: The suggested approach (you are free to choose another) is to invoke
the Holy Spirit, bless your attacker, and ask the attacker to bless you.
You do this because you know his attack is not real, and you know that
neither is your fear real. You may even save your life, although that's
not the point.
MT: Many would call this approach hopelessly unrealistic, out of touch,
Polyanna-ish. I can hear the peals of laughter already.
JC: And they are the ones who die for their illusions. You can do better.
MT: Yegads, it takes a LOT of strength to bless one's abductor
JC: But remember, you never do it alone, unless you choose to believe
in an angry God who has abandoned you.
PS (2006) The above is a post dating back a year or more. I am grateful
that I can revisit old mental spaces and see how far I've gone. The media
assiduously feed the public a diet of disasters, calamity and mayhem,
but I need not walk in fear. Or watch the news on TV!
292 A happy outcome to all
things is sure.
MT: All right, JC, if you say so. How about a happy outcome to this sore
throat? Can you find anything good about a sore throat?
JC: Do not be concerned, dear sister.
MT: But when you are sick, it's hard not to pay attention.
JC: I said not to be concerned. That is different from paying attention.
You can pay attention without trying to change your situation.
MT: Oh? Is that the lesson I'm supposed to learn from this sickness?
JC: The sickness, and anything else that happens, is an echo of the Voice
for God. They can and should be seen as ways to remember God.
MT: Can I have a more pleasant memory jolt, such as a large bowl of ice
JC: Oh yes, but how do you focus? The disease brings you face to face
with the ephemeral quality of the body, which the ice cream does not do
quite as well.
MT: I see. When I am sick, my priorities get rearranged. Ice cream does
not rearrange priorities.
JC: Let today be a day of stillness and of peace. Embrace the sickness
as a break from the usual. Hear what it has to say to you.
MT: Thanks, JC. You are quite the bro.
292 A happy outcome
to all things is sure.
MT: Oooh, yes. But I doubt it.
JC : And what do you doubt?
MT: There are LOTS of things with no happy outcome. You know that. Anything
from sore throats and splinters to Nazi death camps.
JC: And yet, if you could see Truth, you could see a happy outcome to
a Nazi death camp.
MT: So it's a matter of opinion. It's a point of view.
JC: Rather than to fight what is, concentrate of how it can move you along
the path you chose.
MT: As Viktor Frankl put it, concentrate on the ability to move one's
big toe . . .
JC: Not only that, but on the unreality of the whole world you put together.
It represents your leap into Reality.
MT: Sigh. Tonight, walk with me in my dreams. Be my invited companion.
I love you, JC.
293 All fear is past and only love is here.
MT: I ask myself, is this true for me, now? Or am I holding on to one
fear or another?
JC: Good question. What blocks are you placing in the way of your awareness
of Love's presence?
MT: Identification with the body, that's major. Preoccupation with the
body and its appearance and condition and state of tension or relaxation.
JC: But you know your energy body.
MT: Yes, a sort of symbolic body that is not a structure in the physical
sense. You know it from the inside. It is pure experience, yet feels physical.
Don't know where this is all leading to.
JC: Have I ever taken you where you didn't want to go?
MT: No, but . . . guess I want to be in control.
JC: And that is where you hold on to fear. Behold your ego: that which
wants to be in control, to predict the future and maintain the past.
MT: Right now I'm irritated. There's so much to do, I need to pack up
and leave for the weekend, and you've got all these questions.
JC: Your busyness, how you keep others at a distance -- here is your ego,
your fear, your barrier to love. Miracles have never happened when you
were busy with more important things. You know miracles came when you
let yourself play, on vacation or backpacking or travel, when you removed
yourself from self-imposed obligations. Do you want miracles? Then don't
MT: Thanks, JC, gotta go now . . .
293 All fear is past and only
love is here.
MT: Thank you, JC, for this powerful affirmation. There's only love here.
How could it be otherwise, if God is Love, the life that breathes me?
The rest must be, indeed, just my fevered imaginings. There is only love
293 All fear is past
and only love is here.
MT: Well, JC (and Web friends), it's a minor shock to read these words.
Whaddya mean, only love is here?
JC: It only means that you are miscreating. You are indulging in fear
MT: Yeah, OK, I can see that. Question is, what to do about it.
JC: You need do nothing. Merely allow all the obstacles you have placed
between you and the memory of God to be erased forever.
MT: Guess it's possible . . .
JC: It's not only possible, it is inevitable. You can delay, but you cannot
MT: So then, let me experience love beyond human understanding, love that
comes from God Himself.
JC: Challenge your fears! You will see that they are made of nothing.
294 My body is a wholly neutral thing.
Neutral. Not holy (why the play on words, then? I'm serious, I can't figure
that one out), not sinful or dirty. Not to be worshiped, not to be mortified.
Neutral like my computer, my house, my car (although there are those of
us who worship their houses and especially their cars). My body will eventually
be recycled, like the things I buy and use and wear out. We want our body
to be the prettiest, strongest, most glamorous (pick your poison) on the
face of the Earth. Some of us even succeed--and what for? Sooner or later
it decays and is recycled.
Some of us mortify the body, like a childhood friend of mine who spent
days without food or water. She was fighting with God, she said. It wouldn't
do to pick someone her own size!
To carry further the computer/car/house analogy, should we beat up the
car because it doesn't run, burn down the house because it has termites
(actually, it works), smash the computer because it crashed? No attack
on the body makes any logical sense, but we do it all the time.
What's left to do, what I get from this lesson, is to be a steward of
my body. Treat it as well as my cat. Feed it wholesome food and lots of
water. Bathe it, exercise it, and buy it comfortable clothes as needed.
It will save on medical bills. The clothing boutique will go broke.
Hopefully my body will serve a few years still. Thank you, JC, for this
most useful lesson.
294 My body is a wholly
MT: Lest I should see this whole endeavor as buying eternal life for the
body, I guess.
JC: You can purchase a longer bodily existence with this work, if you
want to see it so. But that would be to miss the point.
MT: And the point is that I am not a body. I see.
JC: The point is, you are much more than this agglomeration of cells.
How much more you have just begun to contemplate.
MT: By restricting ourselves to the physical, we've made ourselves way
JC: But you cannot ever fit into this littleness. That is the desolation
everyone experiences who walks in a body. Deep down lurks the thought:
I am more than this. There must be more than this.
MT: Friend, you came to show us the way out of littleness. For this I
am forever grateful.
295 The Holy Spirit looks through me today.
MT: The way I see it, JC, you are offering me a deal. You use my eyes
today, and I get released from terror and pain.
JC: Quite a deal, no? Who wouldn't jump on it, if they could see it for
what it is, the world's hottest bargain? Peace is free to all who are
willing to see a healed world.
MT: Well, it's not really free if you have to do something in return.
JC: Suppose I told you: "give me your debts and I'll pay you a million
dollars." Wouldn't you do it?
MT: It would take a huge attachment to suffering to refuse you. Of course,
I'd be suspicious of your motives. . .
JC: That's the prevalent attitude. That's how you maintain your perception
of the world, and that's how you keep the miracle away from you. So today,
have faith in my motives and be willing to say yes to peace.
MT: I say yes to peace today. Thank you, JC.
295 The Holy Spirit
looks through me today.
MT: I have no eyes. I see with no eyes. What is called "seeing"
is really the Holy Spirit moving through me.
JC: This is about seeing your brother differently. You know that. Rather
than to focus on personal change, pay attention how you see him you call
the other, and be willing to see him differently. This is the royal road
MT: A tall order, JC. I look around and all I see are bodies.
JC: Yet, as you stand at the branching of the road, do you choose bodies,
or Spirit? Because one path leads to hell, imaginary as it is. The other
is the one God made especially for you. This is not really a choice, but
you still think there is another path to take.
MT: I will step aside and let Him lead the way.
296 The Holy Spirit speaks through me today.
Yes, I am only a transmitter, etc. etc. I know this. Why do you repeat
JC: Look at what is happening!
MT: What is happening? What do you see?
JC: I see you struggle, instead of letting theWord through. There are
no small annoyances. They are all equally a separation from the mind of
MT: Gotcha. Perhaps I just need to stretch. I slept too long in one position,
and my back hurts. But let's see . . . if I were to let God speak, instead
of my aching back, what would I hear?
Come back to Me
This is not real.
Enter the space between the worlds.
Beyond the sun and stars I find the brilliant light of God, a feeling
of indescribable well-being, the music of the spheres, mine! But there
is no "me." "I" no longer exist, there is only Spirit.
296 The Holy Spirit speaks
through me today.
MT: I don't know what to write. I am sleepy still. I cough. What does
HS say about that?
JC: Only that this is what is true for you, therefore it is the thing
to say. The truth makes you free.
MT: And now?
JC: Now you can say something else. Something else is true for you right
MT: I want to feel better about my partner. I want to see him differently.
The way I saw him (and, by the way, his view of himself) no longer serves.
JC: Envision the future you want, the feelings you want to experience.
And know that this will be given you, when you talk to your partner. The
Holy Spirit will speak through you. Just do not censor it, do not deem
some words as appropriate and others not. That is all that is required.
296 The Holy Spirit speaks through me today.
What does this mean, to me, right now, exactly as it is?
It means that I do not censor my words. It means trust--trust that I won't
mess up. Adios stage fright! Welcome joy and exuberance! Good-bye control!
But the very thought is scary. What will people think! So maybe I'm not
So many times I have allowed guidance, and been richly rewarded. Let me
remember that. Let me remember God's love and sure guidance, here, today,
297 Forgiveness is the only gift I give.
MT: You mean to say, I don't need to shop around at Christmas? Won't the
grandkids resent it if I send nothing on their birthday and offer them
forgiveness instead? Because that's how I take this lesson—literally.
JC: It is meant literally. People have walked the Earth in such beauty
and grace that nobody would expect them to produce trinkets and toys at
Christmas. Their presence alone was enough.
MT: It takes courage to break expectations, but I guess these are guilt-based.
JC: Yes, it takes courage, but you earn respect and love when you live
according to your inner guidance. Some people enjoy the ritual of gift-giving,
and they should do it. Others do not. Imagine a world where you and your
brothers walk free of social obligations, where love is freely offered
and freely accepted.
MT: What a world that would be!
JC: Yours today! Step out, do the loving thing, and be happy as God created
298 I love you, Father, and I love your Son.
MT: This is a difficult lesson for me. It's so much easier to say "I
hate you" or "I don't care what happens to you" than to
say "I love you." I also have an embarrassed reaction when I
hear "I love you" coming from someone else. "I hate you"
only requires that I shrug my shoulders and go off to do something else.
But to hear "I love you" seems to demand something from me,
a melting into their arms, perhaps losing myself, opening up to being
used and manipulated.
JC: That's the upside down thinking of the ego. Try the words. They become
easier as you use them. There is nothing to fear — not even love!
298 I love You, Father, and
I love Your Son.
MT: Here I am, JC. Talk to me.
JC: What is your heart's desire?
MT: Right now? I don't have one.
JC: You do want to breathe. If you did not, life as you know it, what
you call life, would cease to exist.
MT: So we get back to basics here. We get down to the fundamental desire
of all living things: to continue to exist. What about my friend who was
obsessed with dying and finally got her wish?
JC: Not to us to speculate. She had her motives, and I guarantee you they
were of her own making.
MT: To breathe! There is so much emphasis on the breath in meditation.
There's the complication of my stream of thought, and then there is the
JC: Remember the sound of your mother's slow breathing, next to you? That
is the voice for God. That is peace.
MT: Today, let me offer my brother the only gift I give: the breath of
298 I love You, Father,
and I love Your Son.
MT: It is easy to love Nature--plants, animals, sea breeze and brilliant
sun. But, I notice, it is so very much harder to love my own kind! What
should be easiest is the most difficult.
JC: And you know that you make it difficult. The same intimacy you feel
with the grasses on the path could be applied to the man next to you at
the coffee shop.
MT: Guess I could evoke it . . . yet what about leaving it up to God to
remove the obstacles to peace?
JC: God will not remove what you want to keep. Just notice the illusion
you nurture, that distance and caution keep you safe. It simply is not
MT: The woman who prayed with the man holding up her store--what a demonstration
of the possibility of healing.
JC: Yes, and this healing is yours, today.
299 Eternal holiness abides in me.
MT: There's a different consciousness happening now, JC. Hearing Nina
call me from the other side -- I want to discount the experience, but
the memory keeps returning. The call was loving, not at all fear inducing,
yet it reminds me of my mother's death wishes. What I would hear coming
from Mother was blame, of me, of the world that didn't please her. But
what I felt with hearing Nina call was a longing to be with those who
JC: The longing is soft like an angel wing.
MT: Yes, soft. I have been way too harsh on myself. I lived under a spell,
the supposed need and rightness of sacrifice, something I never questioned
until your Course came along. What a world opens up to us now!
JC: Stay with the new, no matter how irrational it may appear to you.
MT: I shall welcome the new! Your voice, Nina's, my ancestors' voices,
come from a sphere that we totally overlook when we maintain our rigid
and harsh mindprint.
299 Eternal holiness abides in me.
Yes, that feeling--a glimpse of Eternity. It's the feeling we get when
looking at a starry sky, away from city lights, the makings of Man. I
am This. I am Eternity, the Father's Son, still and unchanging. Nothing
can take that away, not racuous cries, not angry faces, no blood spilled
nor crosses on Flanders fields. No sorrow of this world can change the
truth: eternal holiness abides in me.
300 Only an instant
does this world endure.
MT: This world is only a blip in the golden line of Eternity that stretches
out before and after me. What matters what happens here? Of what importance
is my little life?
JC: It is unimportant, and it is also essential. Your part is essential
to God's plan for salvation.
MT: How can it be both?
JC: Only because your separated mind makes it so. It makes up distinctions
and classifications and categories. Yes, your life can be both unimportant
and essential, depending on the angle of view. By now you know that the
ego completely upends your view of yourself and the world around you.
The ego adds desperation to the fact that everything here is finite. It
wants you to believe its definition of what is important and what is not,
and to mourn the passing of time. I surrendered my body to those who would
kill it. If I had believed that my limited body was all there was to me,
of course I would have been desperate, but I knew even then that I was
vastly more than the body. I stood with one foot in this passing world,
another foot in Eternity where the Father awaited me, as He awaits you
and everyone who walks the Earth.
MT: That is for me too. I want this clarity for myself.
JC: Help others see the truth of what we speak, and it will be yours as
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