of the Box
When you are having a bad day, when circumstances seem overwhelming, when nothing can seem to lift you out of the doldrums, the very idea of inspiration does not occur because every element of your “perception of your day” kills any positive impulse by specifically magnifying only how bad everything is, turning even the good and benign into the confirmation of hell. It is a miserable experience and there seems to be no alternative when it is happening.
There is a reason for this.
Inspiration, together with transformation and redemption, will never be found abiding in the context of illusions/problems or the beliefs which give birth to them. This is because the Creator’s “Touch” is not present in them—the infinite is absent.
Within the confines of an independent and therefore finite act—the act of thinking for yourself and determining the meaning of everything that is happening—cannot be found the movement of Life which bears the unmistakeable stamp of originality . . . of That which was never-before-known because It arose out of the unfathomable Mind of God. This is why problems can never be solved from the level of the problem. And this is why, ultimately, it is discovered that the problem is not real and that a miracle is “a sudden shift of perception”—from the finite to the infinite—instead of a manipulation of the finite into a more comfortable misperception.
Inspiration draws from the Father’s perspective . . . a perspective provided by the Father to His Sons and Daughters because That is all He has to give, and because your receiving It and recognizing It for what It is, is your part in Creation as co-creators with Him.
Inspiration is also the essential element necessary for release from illusion—together with the transformation and redemption which always accompany It—because the illusion, the problem, that which calls for correction, is, itself, the blocking of inspiration, and therefore the interruption of your part in co-creation. It is that which causes you to forget that “there is another way to look at this,” and you find yourself compellingly, addictively preoccupied with “streaming” awfulness which doesn’t stop because you have forgotten that you can change your mind. In other words, you are cultivating and reinforcing the misery by giving yourself permission to gaze at it like a mouse, helplessly fascinated by the shaking rattle which is some distance away from the fangs in the mouth of a snake which intends to eat it!
It is the spell of preoccupation with that which is demoralizing and incapacitating to you which must be broken.
It is not the solving or overcoming of every awful thing
parading through your mind!
But what is inspiration? What will it be about? What could it be about that would successfully draw you away from your current focus of attention? Well, it won’t be about you. Your depression is about you. The parade of awful things is about you. And no matter who or what you think is depressing you, it won’t be them. It will be you, using their words and their behavior to confirm some belief you are entertaining about yourself—your worthlessness, your uselessness, your awfulness—no matter what they’re saying, good or bad. And when you are engaged in independence, the exercise of a private mind, you lose something quite essential: The experience of belonging, the experience of fitting in.
The floodgates of inspiration will be opened when your brother becomes the focus of your attention . . . when selfishness and its inherent misery is replaced by including another as worthy of your attention and becoming involved.
The beauty of Truth is that mankind can never become part of a social justice system, only because within his inalienable right to his pursuit of happiness, he is met with conscience—his own conscience—unified with Purpose: The Golden Rule.
Independence and conscience are mutually exclusive terms. Conscience is a relative term, having meaning only in relationships. Fulfillment, then, takes a village—the Family of Man held within the Mind of the Creator: The one that constitutes the many. This thought is what conscience feels like.
On the other hand, specialness is separation devoid of a feedback system (or so it thinks) where confidence says, “Only for my private self do I live,” and within its self-importance it can then justify itself as part of a social justice system whose goal is: The accomplishment of worth through the glorification of a private mind. This, too, is a thought, but not a real one. Thoughts thought without conscience corrupt communication, and what is conscience upheld by but the Golden Rule?
When we are thinking independently, unguided by the Holy Spirit, we ignore the Place where we are being from—out from Mind . . . a place of embracing our infinitude. And without conscience, thoughts become a mere defense against all that our infinitude embraces. The solitary isolation is hell, and inspiration is the only way out. And that simply requires a shift of attention, a willingness to be outside of the box, and the sudden shift of perception which inevitably follows!
August 13th, 2016