Divinely Fucked Up

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No matter how fucked up you think you are or you may seem to be…..

…..you are absolutely perfect.

You don’t create the way you think and your thoughts, you don’t create the way you feel and your feelings, you don’t create the way you are, you don’t create the impulses that make you do the things you do or don’t do and you don’t create the thoughts and judgements you have about all of these things.

What creates all of these things is what makes the insect crawl, what makes the bird fly, what makes the tree grow, what makes the sun shine, what creates this whole universe and everything in it.

You are that “ultimate creative universal energy” in action, expressing as what you call “me”.

There is only “ultimate creative universal energy”.

You are absolutely perfect just as you are.

If you realise this then things may not change, because there is no need for them to change, but you may find a new freedom.

A freedom from the need to be anything other than what you are right now.

You are divinely fucked up. You are absolutely perfect.

The Storyteller

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OK, so you think you’re the storyteller. Telling the story of your life.

You claim to be the storyteller. That it’s all up to you.

You were taught that you’re the storyteller. That you have to do it right.

But if you’re the storyteller…….

Why would you choose to do it wrong?

Why would you choose to feel sad?

Why would you choose to feel unfulfilled?

Why would you choose to get cancer or AIDS?

Why would you choose to get old and die?

Why would you choose to suffer?

You believe that these things mean you did it wrong, you’re not good enough, you messed it up, it’s your fault, you should have been better, you should have done more.

But what if all they mean, what if all they are pointing you towards is that you’re not the storyteller?

What if it was never up to you?

What if Life just is as it is? Terrible and beautiful.

May you find peace there.

There’s a place

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Even if the whole world hates you.

There’s a place you’re always loved.

Even if the whole world rejects you.

There’s a place you’re always accepted.

Even if the whole world says you’re wrong.

There’s a place you’re always approved of.

Even if the whole world is against you.

There’s a place you’re always supported.

Even if the whole world pushes you away.

There’s a place you’re always held.

Do you want to find this place?

Don’t look within this world.

Simply look to the undeniable fact of your existence.

I’ll meet you there.

Rest Easy

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Rest easy my child, I am with you.

Lay back into my embrace.

My embrace, like a soft invisible light permeating all that is.

I am here. I am always here.

My light shines unconditionally and infinitely.

An endless outpouring of love on all that is.

Rest easy my child, I am with you.

We are one.