Extending LOVE to the “dark parts”

Here is a true story from “When Fear Comes Home to Love” – the miraculous effects of including what we have judged as “dark” into our Love. 25 years has passed since that workshop – I still remember it so clearly

 Come Home, Beloved: loving the outcast / case story / 1990

In a continuous creative / spiritual group many years ago, Sue shared with us how a couple, living in an apartment below, was continuously fighting and screaming. Things were thrown around and made a lot of noise. She was afraid that the woman was being beaten and abused. Sue was scared and did not know how to interfere. This evening, several of the group-members had similar dark stories about violence to share. I saw it as an opportunity to deal with the violence within our own souls – the way we are violent toward our own impulses to feel whatever we are feeling, the violent ways most Jhydes* deny our needs, in order to “be nice” and pleasing.

We sat in our circle, and we invited the Holy Spirit’s Presence in. We opened our hearts for Unchangeable Love – to find the space in our heart that can embrace the dark. We invited, into this circle of love:

The rejected – the denied – the judged – the hated – the un-allowed – the shamed – the humiliated – the laughed at – the leprous.

The energy grew dense and strong – but we had prepared our container, presenting no resistance: now it could just be there.

Afterward, we made paintings of our own personal image of darkness, there and then. We listened to what these dark aspects of ourselves needed. We shared the images, and what the rejected parts needed – and then we placed the paintings in the center of our circle, close to the candle burning there – having in mind that we at the same time intentionally brought the rejected parts of our mind to the center of Light within: the Source of Love, the I AM.

A radiant light came to us, a tender peace and warmth. And the story could have ended here, but it did not.

When Sue came to group fourteen days later, she told us that when she went to bed the same evening, a strong rose light enveloped her, which she saw as a holy Presence. From that day, there was peace in the apartment downstairs. No more screams, no more blows, no more throwing things.

And for the first time, she heard music playing from the apartment.

*Jhydes: My book describes what I have named “The Jekyll and Hyde-syndrome” –  personalities with deep splits, and abuse on some level which may be completely stuffed deep into the unconscious, resulting in a rich mix of “light” and “dark”. “Jhydes” are the name I have given people growing up with these very strong polarities in the psyche –  the Introduction describes this in detail. If you go to the book on Amazon, it may be possible to read the Introduction there in the Kindle-version

A dip into Heaven

In the night, I listened to a tape of an activation by Rikka. There are first about ten minutes of greetings, and then the activation begins.

I sensed big expansion, and after just a few minutes I knew my vibration was vastly changed. I felt light, happy, loving. In the middle of that, ther came a crystal clear knowing: the chronic pains in the chest and neck, the suffering – it is not real. It is a false identity, believed in. It is “false evidence appearing real” = fear. Or “false identity believed in” – FIBI 🙂 I like the sound of FIBI – you really can’t take FIBI serious.

This vast space that I am in, inthe night, just naturally turned toward the stress and painenergy, created by resisting truth ( the  expanded, high-vibrational state of mind that I am in) and told it “I’ve got you, love. It’s safe to come out now.” The pain is just thoughts that I have believed in – and so it has become my experience. But right now, none of it is believed in, none attached to, just an old tape that the Holy Son of God has believed in, becoming part of the fear and separation paradigm ruling this dimension.

Now it is seen that I am the Home of that.

There is an intention of letting all those false fear thoughts go – they have nothing to do with this Presence that I Am.

Thoughts of sin and fear and guilt and specialness  that humans use to swim in as their sea of nourishment and meaning – now seen as inconsequential wisps of nothingness

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And there is a couple of hours sleep in the morning, and the world is back again

 

 

Please note that nothing written here is intended as medical advice. Readers who think that they need help with a physical or psychological condition are advised to seek a qualified opinion.

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