The Flower Vase

21 May 2018 Monday 6:43am

“The word “abandonment” doesn’t belong in God’s dictionary.” What’s this about, God?

Please look up the meaning of the word “abandonment.”

Okay. “Abandonment” is the noun of the verb “abandon.” And it has a lot of meanings:

1) to leave completely and finally; forsake utterly; desert: to abandon one’s farm; to abandon a child; to abandon a sinking ship.

2) to give up; discontinue; withdraw from: to abandon a research project; to abandon hopes for a stage career.

3) to give up the control of: to abandon a city to an enemy army.

4) to yield (oneself) without restraint or moderation; give (oneself) over to natural impulses, usually without self-control: to abandon oneself to grief.

The first three sort of sound the same. But number four is more like..Um…More like..

More like freedom?

Yes! The sample sentence says “To abandon oneself to grief.” I can substitute the word “abandon” with the word “free” or “freedom.” It’ll be like – to be free to express one’s grief. Or to have the freedom to grieve.

Good job.

Thank you. Wait a sec. I don’t think I can substitute the word “free” or the word “freedom” for the word “abandonment” in my tweet – “The word “freedom” doesn’t belong in God’s dictionary.” That sounds weird.

It will not sound weird if you believe that God is everything and God is the nothing.

I don’t understand. It’ll be difficult for me to believe something which I don’t understand.

Let me explain. Take for example an empty clay pot or a flower vase.

Let’s take a flower vase. I like flowers.

Okay. There’s a flower vase in front of you. That flower vase is a perfect example of God being everything and God being the nothing. Let’s say it’s made of porcelain. When you touch it, you can feel the physical part of it. The physical of everything is God because God is everything. Now, put your hand into the mouth of that vase without touching the porcelain. What do you feel?

I feel air. I feel nothing.

Now, put your hand above and around the vase without touching the porcelain. What do you feel?

Still nothing. Just air.

The everything includes the nothing. And since God is everything, then God is also the nothing. In order for you to experience the porcelain of the vase, there must exist the nothingness around and inside the vase. The everything cannot exist without the nothingness. And the nothingness cannot exist without the physicality of everything. Now do you understand when I say, God is everything and God is the nothing?

Yeah, sort of. But what’s that got to do with my tweet – “The word “abandonment” doesn’t belong in God’s dictionary.”

I will never abandon my children, you know that. But do children abandon their parents?

Some do, yeah.

So since God is everything and God is you and everyone else, then God abandons and God does not abandon. Because God is everything.

I prefer the statement – God doesn’t abandon.

But most of you abandon your parents, yes?

Like I said, some do. Total abandonment for some reason or other. Then there’s part-abandonment when most of us have to leave the nest when we’re old enough or when we get married.

Why?

So we can be independent. And focus on our own family, spouses and children. But we still check on our parents and visit them as often as we can just to see how they are. I guess like what I’m doing here now. How are you doing, God?

I’m good, thank you. Nice of you to visit. What about your mother? How is she?

She’s very good. She’s right here next to me, having her breakfast.

Why haven’t you left the nest?

I did. But I got divorced and we had to sell our apartment. So Mum and Dad welcomed me and my children back home. Lucky me. I can’t say much for those mothers and their children who have nowhere to go.

That’s another long story of abandonment, my child. Let’s talk about that another time. When it comes to discussions of the oppression of women, it will take forever.

Oh no, you’re abandoning me!

Never.

I’m kidding!

I’m not.

The Little Girl, the Boat and the Sun

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(From my chronicles)

9 June 2013 Sunday 8:35pm

The Story of the Little Girl, the Boat and the Sun

There was once a boat who asked everyone to come on board.

The boat said proudly, “I will protect you from the storms and the strong winds, my dear ones. Come on board, everyone!” The boat bobbed up and down on the water as one by one everyone got on board.

Then a little girl asked as she sat down, “Where are we going, Boat?”

The boat replied, “To look for the sun. The clouds have taken away the sun. Let’s look for the sun.”

The little girl looked at the water, a little puzzled by what she sees. She points and asks, “What is that?”

The boat answers, “Why, that’s the water, dear.”

“No, I mean, what’s that in the water?”

“You mean the reflection?”

The little girl nodded, “Yes.”

“Why, that’s you!” The boat replied.

The little girl’s face lit up, “Wow, she’s beautiful! Her eyes seem to shine like the sun!” Suddenly, the little girl straightened up and shouted, “Boat! I found the sun!”

“Where?” The boat asked, looking around.

“It’s in my eyes! The sun is in my eyes!” The little girl replied, “The sun is in me!” She stood up and said, “I have to go, Boat. I have already found the sun. I hope you find the sun too, Boat.”

And she turned to the others on board the boat and wished that each of them will find their sun.

So she disembarked, walked on the water and stepped ashore.

She turned and shouted, “Don’t worry, Boat! Don’t worry, everyone! I’ll come back and help you find your sun!”

 

About Deliberate Mistakes

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31 October 2017 Tuesday 7:12am

…There was a heck of a thunderstorm during dinner last night. Something tells me it’s the same old story. How in the world can one enjoy one’s sustenance and let it be beneficial for one’s body when only judgements are coming out of one’s mouth? Not to mention spoiling the appetite of those dining with you. Dinner should be about love and pleasantries, yes?

Hate doesn’t choose any particular time and place, my dear.

I don’t think that’s true. What about Las Vegas? “Hate” chose to wait around in a 32nd floor suite of a hotel. Isn’t that choosing a time and place to hate and kill?

You are right. I Am duly corrected.

Wow. That’s rare. God is mistaken. God is admitting a mistake.

If you can make mistakes, so can God. I Am you in flesh and blood.

But it’s deliberate, isn’t it?

What’s deliberate, my dear?

When you said “hate doesn’t choose any particular time and place.” You stated it as a deliberate mistake so we can have something to talk about.

We always have something to talk about. And yes, I stated it as a deliberate mistake. Your soul has an agenda. And that agenda will definitely include mistakes. How else will you evolve to the grandest version you imagine yourself to be? That is why, when it concerns the soul, every mistake you ever made was deliberate. Every mistake you are going to make will be deliberate. That is how you become the best you can be.

Not many people will agree with that.

That is the truth. And no one has to agree with the truth. It is not compulsory. The truth is freedom. How can freedom be compulsory? If someone else’s truth does not resonate with yours, you do not have to agree with it. It is impossible anyway. In the sense that your soul will be vehemently disagreeing while outwardly you are pretending to agree. You are lying to yourself. So it is impossible to agree with someone else’s truth if your soul feels otherwise. You may pretend to agree for the sake of peace. Like your saying goes — peace for a price. Care to explain what it means?

Not really. But I can give you another saying that means exactly the same thing.

Go right ahead.

Betraying yourself in order not to betray another is still betrayal. It is the highest betrayal.

Yes.

So…The truth that mistakes are deliberate — care to explain what that means?

How about I give you a saying instead?

Go right ahead.

Nothing happens by accident.