The progressive and incessant materialization in the daily action, based on income, profit, competition, preponderance, makes of the consciousness of being, a permanent alert-alarm... loaded with mistrust and survival instincts.
It seems that domination –due to deterioration, due to destruction, due to imposition- is triumphant in all proportions or scales, from the largest to the most personal.
The breath... the breath of the soul, of the spirit, of Creation, languishes in the distance...; it trembles. And continuous signs of living for profit, for achievements… regardless of consequences, warn us of a progressive, routinary, unpunished... movement of the species, that assumes!... assumes its disappearance; assumes the gratuitous violence of "one less". Eugenics euthanasia is becoming more and more evident.
If at one point there were ideals that protested, required, demanded!... for freedom from the productive yoke, there are hardly any memories of it.
The expectations of the times we are living in are worrying. And they alert us to the need to have expectations, under the Creative reference, under the custody… of life itself!, which knows it is safe, that knows it is viable, healthy; capable of transfiguring itself, of transforming itself, of repairing itself, of remaining.
It is true that this position has no reward, no profit, and no savings…. It invests and invests permanently in the consciousness of being present in a Creator Universe.
The Prayerful Call impels us to actions -whatever they may be- that have that transcendent echo, and vibration, in consciousness, of a feeling of the Universe; to see oneself and seeing... the visionary reality, which is not tangible!... but invisible. And it is at the same time immanent, in being, in passing by.
It is... time, it is high time to put an end to obsessive disputes of reasons, explanations, of unreason, that lead to an uncomfortable, unpleasant sharing and living together, loaded of prejudices, judgements, condemnations, acid criticisms in which the kind word "to", the pleasant comment "for” do not appear… but the criticism, the impudence to accuse continuously bloom...
This is deterioration.
"To transcend" is the position that leads us to get rid of the permanent complaint, constant discomfort, and imposing demands!
And still... one is still in the disposition-position to realise it.
It is true that the effort is imperious. But between each other they have to realise the need to transcend the machinist materialistic and possessive machinery that inundates us, that claims on us, that rewards us, that punishes us.
The permanent and pending disputes that remain latent, uncomfortable, hidden, repellent!, that try not to be seen but... no matter how little we could see, they are discovered, we must banish it!, dilute it!; opening oneself up to this new dimension of the transcendent.
Without fear, daring to express... with vigour!... another version of events, another perspective of what is happening.
To warn -regarding this acid and harsh dialogue towards others-... to warn that it is similar to the one who stones others; who sees the straw in another's eye, and not the beam in his own.
The Praying Sense warns us in a pressing way... about this situation, that sometimes seems to be far away, but it is hovering about, it is there! And without wishing to harm, it is imbued by a style of powerful consciousness, a style of consciousness that is deified, elevated in... ego!
That conversion of ego into "us"; that conversion of "us" into "Creation"; that conversion of "us-Creation", into visions of.... new missions, of solidary understanding, of condescension... but, at the same time, of rigorous conviction that Goodness is the instrument, and not the rod of punishment and the ball of reward.
The attention for the word... Attention with prejudice. Attention with condemnation.
Attention in the sense of "non-exercise it". They are not the thermometers of coexistence. They are the usurpers of it. They are the ones trying to impose their motivations, their reasons.
Assuming the other, the others, with their natures, their attitudes, their positions, their achievements... and sharing a common feeling, a common ideal!, is the way to modify this mercantilist conscience... of profit, loss, reason, unreason, reward and punishment.
At times it seems impossible. At times it seems that the tide is so strong, the tsunami is so powerful... that it sweeps almost all of us away. We have the mission of being "almost!", to be in that "almost!"... with a relevant, revealing disposition, that listens, that feels, that expresses, that supports, that contemplates, and exercises a complaisant cooperative disposition. It does not collaborate in distortion, in disengagement, in looking the other way when required, in the easy dispute for the sake of appearance.
Almost everyone!, but "almost"...
"Almost" has to have the rigorous and complaisant conviction of seeing "everyone", and of feeling "almost".
And to practice it, in the "almost", without shame, without fear of... -probably- being criticised; or being accused of being out of touch with reality, out of... -out! out!-... and wanting to be seduced by a job, a pension or a medium or short-term security that guarantees us the vulgar existence of a mortuary transit. And that will be recognised as the obvious, the natural, the appropriate. And they will offer it as something to assume. And it will seem golden and sensible, and it can make... it can make the "almost" less and less! But the tide sweeps, cries and roars in its despair.
With ready attention, with the certainty of Creative Benevolence, with creative inspiration that does not seek profit, with the available disposition of what is obviously necessary, with the complaisant acceptance of "others"... and the faithful commitment to evolve, to modify, to reduce importance and add enthusiasm!
“Reduce importance and add enthusiasm!”.
It is necessary to pay attention; more and more attention…
Transcending is the attitude.
Being creative with oneself without compensation is the disposition...
The conviction of an inexhaustible Providence that contemplates us.
The accurate Breath of the Creative Mystery welcomes us with its infinite Mercy.
Certainties will become the consciousness that feel the Benevolence and the Providence, when they transcend into every action, when they feel Creator Love... and stop egomania with the besieged incidence of "winning".
Dissolve the stake that is nailed in as... inevitable.