Not only did Michael’s and the Mother’s call to raise our vibrations bring several strands together for me but it’s galvanized me into action.
I had never considered what our common contribution could be to all that’s going on, but now I see it: Our common contribution is exactly this, raising our vibration.
The very phrase has the ring of truth for me.
Earlier I said that “getting” this phrase was like knocking the billiard ball in a different direction. That’s in effect what it’s been for me.
I, a person who specialized as a very young child in lowering the vibration by being a stick in the mud (in order to be heard), am now confronted with the need to learn something new from square one: How does one raise one’s own and the collective vibration?
I know none of the skills.
I watched myself the other day about to say subtle things on my cellphone which were designed to control. That was the first time in my life I had seen myself trying to control another person. I do try to control. Amazing. So awareness is working.
I have to stay out of judgement of myself to make the process work.
OK, here is my beachhead of understanding in this new field.
I can contribute my time-tested knowledge of one principle: The truth will set me free. In the practice of awareness, the truth sets us free from muscular tension, cognitive dissonance, weakness of purpose, etc.
I now have one skill to use in raising my vibration: Telling the truth.
Here’s a second skill in my moral inventory: I know that harmlessness comes before truthfulness. I can practice harmlessness, except where life and limb are threatened.
Alright, up comes a third principle. My mind is popping like a popcorn machine. In a civilized society, a crime in the past does not justify a crime in the future. There’s no justification for a moral person to avenge themselves on the basis of past crimes.
These are all skills and principles that’ll assist me to raise my vibration.
But rather than simply knowing them, I now need to act on them to have the desired result.
I’m now headed in a different direction with three arrows in my quiver.
And a refusal to avenge.