{"id":68,"date":"2022-11-04T05:31:33","date_gmt":"2022-11-04T05:31:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/?p=68"},"modified":"2022-11-04T05:31:34","modified_gmt":"2022-11-04T05:31:34","slug":"dearly-beloved-always","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/2022\/11\/04\/dearly-beloved-always\/","title":{"rendered":"Dearly Beloved Always"},"content":{"rendered":"

I am reeling with delighted depth.<\/p>\n

I had coffee with God recently. \u00a0The beloved was dressed up in the skin of a regular human being, but my goodness was it beautiful. \u00a0I am not sure why, but with some people it is just so obvious that the Divine is peeking out of them in all kinds of ways, winking, receiving and saturated with suchness. \u00a0When I am especially dizzy with kisses from the Universe, I have no trouble seeing it in everything, that luminescent glow of aliveness. \u00a0Did I say how beautiful, how gorgeously stunning it is to see people, living things, everything like that?<\/p>\n

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I was recently at a retreat with\u00a0Adyashanti<\/a>\u00a0and he was talking about the concept of already and not yet. \u00a0He said the mystics and masters can all see that we are in full belonging with the Universe at all times, that our awakening and our worth are done deals, are already in their fullness. \u00a0He spoke about the common feeling we have that in our experience we still feel like we are separate, seeking and on some journey with a destination that is somehow other than where we are in this moment. \u00a0How can these both be true? \u00a0Being and becoming. \u00a0He used a lovely metaphor of a baby as a fully human being that is doing a lot of becoming in its lifetime. \u00a0This is one of those life paradoxes; the infinite stillness at the heart of everything that is also constantly changing at the same time.<\/p>\n

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When you encounter God, it alters your vision. \u00a0Being meeting Being sparks becoming in all directions. \u00a0Suddenly the separation is temporarily dissolved, the seeking is stilled and the journey is an expansive now with no words. \u00a0I can\u2019t hold on to it, but can I dance it through my body? \u00a0I can\u2019t stop life from moving along or stop myself returning to old familiar patterns, but can I decorate and embellish my way of being, allow myself to be altered; to become an alter?<\/p>\n

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I had dinner with God once in San Diego. \u00a0I swear I could see the whole universe twinkling in the eyes of the beloved sitting across from me. \u00a0What a relief to spot that Life again so plainly, so deeply. \u00a0I could remember everything I\u2019ve ever known about love in the arms of the Divine. \u00a0I forget so easily.<\/p>\n

So today I am remembering my belonging and the gift of the whole Universe showing up as a regular person. \u00a0I am remembering that no matter where I am Love is already a done deal. \u00a0I am remembering that any fear I have, any pain I feel, any story of separation that is moving through me is only a perceptual issue. \u00a0I call upon compassion for myself to be limited in vision and remember that once in a while I get to experience a more expansive view that shows me what\u2019s real.<\/p>\n

This is the essence of the\u00a0burning bush<\/a>\u2013 the luminescent aliveness living in me, in you, in all beings. \u00a0Can you see it? \u00a0Have you caught a glimpse? \u00a0Can we remember it, evoke it, create it? \u00a0It is being becoming. \u00a0It is what happens when we sit together and open to and express the love we are, the love we want, the Love that is at the heart of Life. Yes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I am reeling with delighted depth.<\/p>\n

I had coffee with God recently. \u00a0The beloved was dressed up in the skin of a regular human being, but my goodness was it beautiful. \u00a0I am not sure why, but with some people it is just so obvious that the Divine is peeking out of them in all kinds of ways, winking, receiving and saturated with suchness. \u00a0When I am especially dizzy with kisses from the Universe, I have no trouble seeing it in everything, that luminescent glow of aliveness.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":70,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-68","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-category"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=68"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":71,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/68\/revisions\/71"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/70"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=68"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=68"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarahcledwynblog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=68"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}