He listened silently
I believe that God is not 'out there' that heaven is not 'out there', it is right here. Within our midst. The kingdom of heaven is 'at hand'. We are as within a wheel within a wheel. When we are here on this plane we have the ability to allow 'light' God is The Light, The Truth and The Way into our rheum.
The light is around and within this wheel if we so desire, so choose to open up the barriers that separate us from it. When I thin the line that delineates the two (light and dark) light prevails.
Taking the kids into the dark pantry I lit a lighter once the darkness had been established by closing the door. The darkness could not remain in the light. When the light is there LOVE is there. When we shut ourselves up into the dark we remove our self of that light present, that love there wishes to illuminate.
They know that they have the power to illuminate the lives around them as well. That light will cast away the darkness that the WILL encounter.
Living illuminated in that light is heaven at hand
removing the light is hell
Hell is not some place in the magma, it is absence from the light. The Love. Absent from truth. Lost along the way. We become dead men walking.
It is the light that illuminates our way. It is for us to fight the barrier the withdraw from the light.
God is here as is heaven just beyond that vial that separates us. That Vail rent is accessible when we believe that the man God (Christ Jesus) walked among us. We just make it all far too complicated.
There was a sparrow in the chicken coop. I thought long about my explanation to my son. In my spirit a choice to thin the line occurred. Opening the door I willed that sparrow out. wondering if that light could prevail over that little frightened bird before it hurt or exhausted itself. It came to that light and flew out.Again the next day it was that my Son saw another sparrow flailing itself in the coop. He attempted to enter and catch it. Calling him out and aside again willing that light the sparrow came to me.
This gave me great pause.I am remembering who I was before the religion. Before the 'churchianity' enforced a delineation through rules. Fears over displeasing God by doing 'it' wrong laid in varied regulations set up by men who have become bias through limiting understanding and wisdom.
Heaven is here at hand, Hell is also here at hand.
Even in our worst prisons the harshest punishment is isolation. Separation from that Light, Love that friendship with Divine
With many pulled away under the shell of self preservation light fights to find a way through. It is there that way. It is only in our will, our choice to risk letting the light illuminate us. Showing us where we are really needing illumination on our path.
Religion can leave a person afraid to even place one foot in front of the other. For fear of doing 'it' wrong. Light catches us if we trip, stumble even when we fall. Light comes into lives showing the health to our spirit, soul and bones. Light erases the delineation to where we are one in His Body and no matter the coarse of our body here in this rheum we are more than what the eye can see.
Exercising this enlightenment this week has caused many Holy things to occur.
Children are so good for our old minds.
Last night without sleep these things filled my mind. Great care was encompassing me over my dear daughters special needs and future. It was at that moment I saw it. Oh how distracted I have been with the concern over the darkness regarding her safety, her future. I willed at that moment...Light. In an instant the release was profound.
Now I have been playing with this, willing light at every given opportunity.
As Sleep wrapped me in the dawn I saw a vision of the chickens in the coop. They are captive there. To keep them safe from the hawks. To protect the crops so the chickens don't eat them up. However they are egg laying machines...no longer chickens. Chickens scratch and roam. I have kept them. Kept them 'safe' from harm by not allowing them risk.
Today while harvesting oranges I opened the coop door and willed these well trained birds out of the coop. They were not too pretty sure of it but one by one they came out and began to be 'chickens' picking and such. They kept under the canopy and near me. Up and down the ladder watching to see that they did not get into harm. When I was done sitting on the bench, saying nothing I willed them back into the coop. They walked into it and I shut the door. We were each content. I was however convicted of living in fear.
My children have been kept. Through fear they too have become as prisoners in a way. All in the name of protection. At nine and thirteen they must become able to know that they can be successful. How clever God is at giving them the room to do so. I saw myself letting loose (not free of) the cords that hold them fast.
When the kids came home Dash desired to ride his skate board. Instructed to gear up to do so. To their surprise I offered to take them over to the park by the grade school. There are so many unattended kids it would just blow your mind.
Dash said 'mom it is mothers like you who make it real hard to fit in'...Looking at him I heard his heart.
This was my compromise. Once bike and board were unloaded they were allowed to go with friends to the school just across the street. I sat in the pickup and embroidered. They soon came across to a known child's house. Then over to the park. All the while I kept invisible. They would come by the truck now and then. After two hours I backed the truck up and pulled up to them as if I had just arrived. They were also allowed to sit in the bed of the truck there and back.
Now this all blew my husbands mind...me living light (no fret) and in the light.
While at the park 20-30 unattended teens were blanketed in the 'light' as I willed it to them.