Building Nova Earth: Toward A World That Works for Everyone

Not a Word

We’re all of us watching for what arises inside as a result of the energies gradually increasing and washing over us and the planet. I can really only share what’s happening with me.

The thing I’m most aware of at this moment is the gentle rise of a spiritual focus. I could phrase that as a falling away of interest in matters that don’t seem important to me. That would cast it as a dropping of attachments, a cessation. That would be OK.

But it also has a quality not simply of being a dropping away of something as a rise of something else.

Recently I wrote an article (1) about the center and the sense of interest in the center of our being – you can call it the “heart” if you wish – continues to grow. Last night I had become aware that I possess a treasure map, and in fact the only treasure map worth having.

I “know” that the treasure we’re seeking is buried in plain sight. It’s right there in the center of our beings. If anyone is “looking” for it, that’s where it’s to be found. I feel it in every bone of my body.

One could ask, what is the center of our being? It isn’t a difficult thing to contemplate. Whatever for you is the center of your being will lead you there – I believe. Various spiritual masters have pointed to our commonsensical knowledge of this. They tell us that when asked to point to ourselves, we point to our heart – not the physical heart, and not the heart chakra, but the spiritual heart or hridayam, two finger-widths right of the breastbone.

All our bodies – physical, etheric, astral, mental, and so on – coat or envelope the soul at their center.

I could cite quote after quote that says or implies that God built the human body through the Divine Mother or Holy Spirit and then entered the body and dwelt in the heart as the spark of light known as the Self, Atman, Christ, pearl of great price, or treasure buried in a field. (2)

The return to God is an ascension to higher and higher dimensions which can also be seen as a shedding of one body after another until we are simply the soul itself and nothing else, which we then merge in the One and conclude life’s journey.

Where I’m at at the moment is knowing at some deep level that I hold in my hands right now the map to the lost ark of the covenant, the mystery of mysteries, the place wherein the lost treasure is buried. It’s buried in the center, the heart, the throne room.  The light always burning on the altar is the flame in the heart, the soul, the Self.

Upanishads: “The ancient, effulgent being, the indwelling Spirit, subtle, deep-hidden in the lotus of the heart, is hard to know. But the wise man, following the path of meditation, knows him, and is freed alike from pleasure and from pain.” (3)

Ibn-Arabi: “The people of perfection are they who, paying attention to their breathing, become like guardians to the Treasury of their hearts.” (4)

Master Hilarion: “Look for it and listen to it first in your own heart. … It may be hidden over and utterly concealed and silenced — but it is there.” (5)

Just this knowledge, without even having connected to what lies hidden in the heart, calms me and stills me. Interest in other matters falls away. I can’t remember what I was doing, what I used to value, what distracted me until now.

It isn’t as if something comes in to take its place. I simply feel complete, done with everything, not seeking, not desiring.

I don’t even seek Ascension. I know that you know that I believe that most people reading this are already ascended and have come back here to help others for whom the experience is novel. I can’t verify any of this. It’s just a hunch.

It isn’t unusual to say we’ve come back to help. Every angel who attends us is a higher being who has come back to help. Helping those in lower densities is a universal phenomenon for residents of higher dimensions.

But I can say that I have no interest in whether I ascend or not. Even, for the moment, my desire to serve has fallen away. There is a complete demobilization occurring at this instant. There’s nothing that needs to be added to me and nothing that needs to be taken away.

And not a word more that needs to be said.

Footnotes

(1) “Life is a Journey to the Center,” at http://goldenageofgaia.com/spiritual-essays/life-is-a-journey-to-the-center/

(2) For instance:

“When we consider Brahman [the All-Self] as lodged within the individual being, we call Him the Atman [the 'individuated' Self].” (Sri Krishna in Swami Prabhavananda and Christopher Isherwood, trans., Bhagavad-Gita. The Song of God. New York and Scarborough: New American Library, 1972; c1944, 74.) [Hereafter BG.]

“You are a principal work, a fragment of God himself, you have in yourself a part of him.” (Epictetus in Jon Winokur. Zen to Go. New York: Penguin, 1988, 58.)

“Wisdom [the Divine Mother or Holy Spirit] hath builded her house, she hath hewn her seven pillars [chakras].” (Proverbs 9:1.)

“Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you?” (I Corinthians 3:16.)

“What? Know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own?” (I Corinthians 6:19.)

“Smaller than the smallest, greater than the greatest, the Self forever dwells within the hearts of all.” (Swami Prabhavananda and Frederick Manchester, trans., The Upanishads. Breath of the Eternal. New York and Scarborough: New American Library, 1957; c1948 , 18.)

“In the heart of all things, of whatever there is in the universe, dwells the Lord.” (Upanishads, ibid., 27.)

“The Atman … dwells in the heart of every mortal creature.” (Sri Krishna in BG, 88.)

“The Lord lives in the heart of every creature.” (Krishna in BG, 129.)

“In every heart you are.” (Shankara in Swami Prabhavananda and Christopher lsherwood, Shankara’s Crest-Jewel of Discrimination. Hollywood: Vedanta Press, 1975; c1947, i. [Hereafter CJD.]

“Brahman … is the one Atman in all creatures.” (Shankara in CJD, 63.)

(2) UPAN, 17-8.

(3) Ibn-Arabi, KK, 41.

(4) Ascended Master, probably the Master Hilarion, channelling through Mabel Collins, LOP, 24-5.

 

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