I recently heard that someone said spiritual practice was self-torture, and that I am a composite of negativity. It is and I am. For a lot of people that is the truth. So much of sadhana is uncovering the truth; the truth that lies under a giant fortress of lies. The delusion that who we are is the one that …
Misreading Power As Love….
Baba used to say that Christ was the incarnation of Love. Christ showed us what Love is. He Loved without qualification; there was no arbitrariness in His Love for all. Even on Calvary, He Loved. For me, Baba modeled that same Love, always. In every moment, he taught me what Love is. We all tend to think we know what …
The One True Sacrifice….
The last blog established how “sacrifice” can be a destructive force. From this point of view, sacrifice is a negation; it implies scapegoating, discarding, abandoning. It is not sacrifice, though, that is the problem. It is what we sacrifice, and to whom, that determine whether our offering leads to good or ill. Sacrifice Hoard / grasp Scapegoat / abandon …
The Real War To Be Fought, Part Two….
Once we have realized that the outer world is not the real battleground, we then must turn to the place where the real war is to be fought. We turn in, within our own territory, and do battle with ourselves. If we do not do this inner work, the work we do outside will not be clear and clean. By …
How Unsafe Happens….
“If any man come to me, and hate not his father, and mother, and wife, and children, and brethren, and sisters, yea, and his own life also, he cannot be my disciple” (Luke 14:26). Jesus meant what he said here—not in the literal sense of hating, but in the sense of being completely nonattached. If we are not nonattached to …
We Are Not as Good as We Think….
We cannot go forward without first bringing down our small self. What is the small self? Simply, it is who we think we are. It is not who we are. The small self is just a set of ideas, but we then believe those ideas are who we are. Our true Self actually enlivens these ideas, but our small selves …