The Hypothetical World

9 October 2018 Tuesday 7:12am

“What a strange world. With each passing day, it’s getting harder to know how much is just hypothetical and how much is real. Tell me, Tengo, as a novelist, what is your definition of reality?”

“When you prick a person with a needle, red blood comes out—that’s the real world,” Tengo replied.

– 1Q84, A Novel by Haruki Murakami

What’s this about exactly, God?

There are those who are living in fear because they believe the hypothetical is the real world.

What is the hypothetical?

The truth, of course. The truth about life is that all of you are God personified. In the real world, do you go around shouting at the top of your voice, “I am God! I am God!”?

No. People will think I’m crazy.

You are living your life as per normal because you know exactly which is the real world and which is hypothetical. Anything to do with the soul is hypothetical. By the way, do you know the exact meaning of “hypothetical” as in the word “hypothesis”?

Let me look it up. Okay, “hypothesis” means “a proposition, or set of propositions, set forth as an explanation for the occurrence of some specified group of phenomena, either asserted merely as a provisional conjecture to guide investigation (working hypothesis) or accepted as highly probable in the light of established facts.” And it also means “a mere assumption or guess”.

Let’s take the second one. Everything that is related to the spiritual is hypothetical. The spiritual is mere assumptions and guesswork.

By saying that, aren’t we nullifying what we are about here? Because here, we are about the spiritual and we are about the soul. And anything to do with the spiritual and anything about the soul is about God. If we are saying that anything about God is mere assumptions and guessing—as in hypothetical, isn’t that making a mockery of God?

Meaning of “mockery” please.

Um…okay. There are a couple of meanings. One is “ridicule, contempt, or derision”.

That’s the one. Now, replace the word “mockery” in that statement you just said with its meaning.

Okay. If we are saying that anything about God is mere assumptions and guessing—as in hypothetical, isn’t that making a “ridicule, contempt or derision” of God?

So are we doing that here? Are we mocking God with these words?

No. Most definitely not. I love you, God.

I know, child. I love you too. But love comes in many forms and interpretations. When a husband physically abuses his wife, sometimes the wife believes that that is love. When a parent punishes his or her child, the parent as well as the child believe the punishment is love. Love is anything you wish it to be. God is love. Is the explanation for love hypothetical? Can you explain exactly what love is?

To some, love is feeding the poor. Isn’t that love in the real world?

No, child. Feeding the poor is showing what love is. Isn’t being kind to animals love as well? Isn’t providing for your family love as well? Isn’t caring for your ageing parents love as well? When doctors and nurses care for their patients, isn’t that love as well? When a leader of a nation works hard to make sure the citizens are not lacking of anything that will make their lives easier and stress-free, isn’t that love as well? When a mother or father leaves family and country to work somewhere far, far away so he or she can give them a better life, isn’t that love? When a—

Okay, I get it. We do all of these things in order to be love just as God is love. We don’t walk around everywhere, shouting at the top our voice, I am love! I am love! Instead we live love in our day-to-day. So these things we do to be love are not the hypothetical explanation of God. These things we do to be love happen in the real world where we physically move our bodies and talk with our lips with actions and words of love.

Yes. So now can you explain what is God exactly?

Huh?

Can you explain exactly what God is without having to use those examples of actions of love in the real world?

Um..Yes, I can. God is everything. Yes! God is everything!

What is everything?

Argh! Everything is everything that exists in this world!

So now, do you understand?

No, I don’t understand! We are trying to figure out why the truth is hypothetical. And we are trying to figure out what’s the difference with what is hypothetical as compared to the real world. I still don’t understand!

Okay. Let me put it this way – what is air?

Oh no.

Don’t think. What’s the first thing that pops into your head. What is air?

It’s the thing we breathe.

Can you see air?

No.

Can you touch it?

I can’t touch it. I can feel it. Especially when it turns into wind.

Can you control it?

Not really, no. But I can contain it—like in a balloon.

The balloon is your physical body. Air is God. The truth is like air—it’s in you, it’s everywhere, you can’t see it but you can feel it. Air is hypothetical just as the truth is hypothetical. Your physical is the real world. Air is everywhere in the real world. Just as God is in the real world. In fact, God is the real world as well as the hypothetical world. What is the hypothetical world, my dear?

It’s the spiritual world. God is everywhere so the spiritual world is everywhere. And since the spiritual world is hypothetical, then the hypothetical is everywhere too. We are in a hypothetical world as well as a real world. Yay! I understand.

Understanding only happens when you believe.

I definitely believe. Otherwise I won’t be doing this.

Doing what, my dear?

Argh. Let’s end this, please?

Never.

Soul Oneness

6 October 2018 Saturday 7:54am

Our soul Oneness takes precedence over our physical Oneness.

I don’t think this is one hundred percent true, because I just read an article about how we are so lacking in physical touching – especially among men. But really thinking about it, I believe that’s not exactly true either. It is only customary to shake hands with people you’ve just been introduced to because we are respecting each other’s personal space. With acquaintances, maybe we push it up a notch with a fist bump and shoulder hug, or a high five – for men. A kiss on the cheek or two, or a quick hug which work for both men and women, depending on the culture. There’s also rubbing of noses as a customary way of greeting new friends. And in another culture it’s not uncommon for two men to hold hands who are merely having a platonic relationship. Of course, when it comes to one’s loved ones – generally, touching will be a little more intimate – again depending on the culture, customs and traditions. The article also talked about how some of us have the mindset where we judge touching as always having sexual motives.

So what are you trying to say, my child?

I’m just saying that – if we really delve deep into how we relate to each other when it comes to touch – we aren’t so lacking to the point where it has adverse effects on our psyche. (Although, I might mention it’s becoming a problem with certain people whose job require single-hood). We must also accept the fact, that not everyone is comfortable with touching – especially in public. I feel that people who are lacking in human contact are not that common. So when we say that “soul Oneness takes precedence over physical Oneness”, what exactly do we mean? Because more often than not we practice Oneness through touch. As compared to Oneness of the soul.

Imagine this – what would it be like if all – and I mean all the people of the world held each other’s hands for 7 days a week, 24 hours a day, 365 days a year of every year, as a way of being truly One?

Huh? We won’t get anything done!

Precisely. And since that cannot be done (but then again nothing is impossible) when it comes to Oneness, then soul Oneness takes precedence over physical Oneness. Actually, most of you are already practicing soul Oneness.

Yeah. Via the Internet.

Unfortunately, there are those who abuse it.

Yeah. Unfortunately.

How Do I Find Peace Again

(I read this on Neale’s latest CWG Foundation bulletin. I thought it’s worth sharing.)

Letters to Neale:

How do I find peace, again?

Reader question:

Dear Neale,

First, I want to thank you for writing your books and having the patience and perseverance to complete all of them and see them through to publishing.  I began reading them when my daughter Allison was born with Noonan Syndrome.  She was ill off and on and endured 7 surgeries in 9 years.  I was desperate to understand why she had to endure such pain and hardship and what I had done, if anything, to possibly cause her to live the difficult life she was living.

When she was 9, she was running on the playground at school and died instantly from an arrhythmia.  She had a contagious passion for life and made each moment fun.  She sang and laughed while doing everything.  Everyone seemed to be drawn to her. Even strangers would come up to her and want to talk to her and touch her.  I have been contacted by people as far away as New York who had heard of a friend of a friend who knew Ally.

Since her passing, I find I have lost my passion for life.  I have another daughter who is recovering from the trauma of losing her only sibling.  I can’t help feeling that if I was diagnosed with a terminal illness, I would be relieved.  I feel emotionally exhausted and I just want to move on from this part of my existence.

I know Ally is OK and I believe that I will see her again.  It is almost as if while she was alive, I felt a direct connection to God.  I could look at her and hold her and I felt this peaceful feeling that I believe came from her.  I do believe that she was an angel.

I do not fear death and just want this pain to end.  Living for 9 years with Ally, knowing in my heart that she was not going to live a full life, and then losing her so suddenly, has just drained me.  I continue on, have gotten my teaching credential, and I try every day to reach the children I teach and help them be the best they can be.  But something has changed in me.

Is there any way I can find that peaceful feeling again?  I want to learn from Ally, and be the best I can be every day.  I do not wish to end my own life, I just am longing for the feeling I had when my Ally was with me.  I have dreamed of her twice since her death and both times I felt the connection again.  Any words of wisdom? ~Cindee

Neale Responds:

My dear Cindee,

I can think of nothing more devastating to any person than the loss of a child.  I completely understand your emotional response to this, and I experience enormous empathy when reading your letter.  You are a brave and very strong woman to have continued on to obtain your teaching certificate and to create a life where you are around other children constantly, to say nothing of your other daughter, who is, in your words, still recovering from the trauma of losing her only sibling.  I am sure that I do not need to tell you that this daughter needs you now more than ever, and that the children who look to you for care and guidance in the classroom every day are likewise depending on you at a very high level.  So I see the unique situation in which life has placed you — and I honor you for holding that place with such courage.

The first thing I find myself wanting to do, Cindee, is recommend that you read (or re-read, as the case may be) my book Home with God: In a Life That Never Ends.  This book will reconfirm for you everything that you already seem to know about your wonderful Ally — and perhaps much more that you may only have wondered about or suspected.  Not the least of this information is the passage of that book having to do with the death of children.  That passage tells us, Cindee, that…

“Death is very kind to children, because children rarely move into death holding all sorts of preconceived negative notions about what happens afterward. They are pure. They have only just come from the spiritual realm. They are not that far removed from the Core of Their Being. They have just emerged from The Essence. And so small children move through the first stages of death very quickly and return almost immediately into Mergence with The Essence.

“It should be said that children ‘grow up’ in the Afterlife. That is, they become fully aware and fully conscious of all that is going on, and of Ultimate Reality. They know why they came to the Earth and they know why they left as early as they did. If they feel complete with all of that, they will move on, in whatever form they choose. If they do not feel complete, they will have the same opportunity to ‘come back to life’ as any other soul. The process is the same for all souls, no matter what the age of their body when they leave the physical world.

“But now I should like to say something about the agenda of children who die at a very young age.

“Those souls who enter the body and leave the body within a very short period — children who die…at a very tender age — inevitably do so in service to the agenda of another, at a very high level… In some cases they are required to leave early in order to do that. This is never, however, a tragedy for that soul. They have agreed to leave early.

“Every soul who comes to the body to serve the agenda of others is an angel — and every child who has died very young has done so to bring a gift to another. That gift may not be understood for some time by parents and others who are, naturally, deeply grieving.   But I promise you that as time goes by and healing occurs, the gift will be seen, it will be received, and the work of that little sweetheart — who could only be described as an angel — will have been accomplished.”

I know, Cindee, because you have told me so, that you already know that Ally was and is an angel.  But I wonder if you have previously considered the rest of that passage from HOME WITH GOD.  There is an agenda that Ally came here to serve, and it was not only her own.  Or, to put this another way, her own agenda was to serve the agenda of others.  These would include everyone whose life was touched by her…and you tell me that this was a great many people.  I am not surprised.  Yet have you considered the possibility that this included your own spiritual agenda, Cindee?

I know that, on the surface, that may be a difficult thing for a mother saddened by the death of her child to hear.  But I believe that just below the surface of that challenging statement is a deep revelation of enormous value.  I know that during the remainder of your years on Earth, Cindee, you will touch the lives of a great many people — and a great many of them, because of your chosen profession, will be children.  Do you think this is an accident?  I, Cindee, do not.  I see in it a perfect design. And I believe that you will be a more compassionate, more caring, more sensitive, more understanding, more insightful, more wonderful-in-every-way guide for those children than they could ever have hoped to find at their schoolhouse…all because of the experience in life that you have had, and that your angel Ally has brought you to.

I am going to go further, Cindee.  I am going to say that I believe that Ally and the souls of all those other children had it set up that way.  That is, your wonderful child died for a reason much larger than you might ever have imagined: to prepare you to touch the lives of not just one child, but hundreds and hundreds of children, in a way which could only emerge from a heart that had been broken…and healed again, thus to know the true wonder and glory of life, of childhood, of Divinity Itself, and the worth of each and every soul.  I believe every child in every classroom you ever enter from this day until the end of your life is waiting, Cindee, for you to give him or her that gift.  I believe that your other daughter awaits your giving of that gift every time she folds herself into your arms.  And I believe that when you hold her, you hold Ally, too.  For Ally’s soul accompanies the soul of her sister into your arms, that her healing and joy may be yours, even as yours is her sister’s.

Is this too large a reality for you to embrace or comprehend, Cindee?  I don’t think so, or you would never have written me.  So go now, and celebrate Ally’s everlasting presence by honoring her soul’s intention, and yours.  Shed not tears of sadness, but tears of joy, for as you bring lightness and happiness and the promise of tomorrow to all other children — and, indeed, to all people who enter your life — you bring them a piece of Ally…who, after all, was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, a piece of YOU.

God bless you, my friend, and thank you for writing to me.  A part of me shall be with you always because of this exchange we have shared.  Know that God sends you strength and wisdom in unending abundance.

With Love,
Neale