William Samuel

William Samuel
William Samuel

Sunday, December 30, 2012

2+2=Reality


2+2=Reality



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Saturday, December 22, 2012

A Christmas Glimmer From Cinderella

Good Morning Sandy:

Gosh! Golly! and Gee Whizz!!!  Where has the time gone???  I have not been calling because this must be a busy time for you in the shop.  I can't imagine a better place to do one's xmas shopping - only wish I lived nextdoor!

There is always so much to talk about that I never know where to begin...nothing seems to be writable.  

Of current interest, that is this morning, flashbacks come to me as I realize that the Child has always been with me to lead the Way...yes, it is marvelous to think that  way back in the day...even when I didn't know anything but Catholicism, the Child has always held my hand!  And how lovely, how comforting that is for me now!  The potholes, the slippery slopes, the sharp cliffs, the dark alleys would have done me in had it not been for that unobtrusive Delicate Sweet Gentle Presence that makes no mistakes, always keeps you safe, gets you through the otherwise insurmountable challenges! 

I recall now, years ago, before the Goldsmith years even, I lived in a neat old house in a great neighborhood.  Across the street there was a wonderful big tree (don't remember what kind of tree but a large one).  I had a big cozy comfortable rocking chair in the corner of the livingroom.  At that time of day when the sun starts to make its journey home, those big branches would sway ever so gently, sweeping back and forth, back and forth as though they were setting up for a new scene.  Then shadows would make their entrance, barely seen at first and gradually extending...you know the scene...it was also setting the scene for that delicious Experience in my Heart...Joy and Peace Supernal, those big rich green branches would beckon me, it was my invitation to sit in that big chair and just BE..it was a daily rendez-vous with My Self, it was the Child guiding me to higher ground.  Yes, I KNOW it now!  It was part of what I realized when I started walking 'round Garry Point and beginning to realize that meditation did NOT involve sitting in a certain position, taking deep breathes and putting yourself in a trance. I didn't have to do anything to deserve it, I didn't have to ask for it.  The Child has NEVER left me!  It is so neat to remember that now and to get this realization.  I didn't know about the Child then but the Child didn't give a hoot...It KNEW to talk to me through this wonderful big tree, through the sunset, the gentle breeze...It danced with me in the morning when the sun rose, and It danced with me at sunset...no big fanfare, no need for teachers or ceremony.  Such a sweet memory...it is true that It makes your world anew!  Same scene, same Light...only this time recognized!!!

And that IS the birth of the Christ, my Christmas present from My Self!  How sweet It is!

As usual, so much more to tell...don't know if all this even makes sense but it was quite a revelation to see that there truly is nothing to ever change...it IS a perfect world!


And now I understand what this is all about:  

Revelation 21:1-8

"Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth; for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. And I saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband; and I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Behold, the dwelling of God is with men. He will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself will be with them; he will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning nor crying nor pain any more, for the former things have passed away." And he who sat upon the throne said, "Behold I make all things new." Also he said, "Write this, for these words are trustworthy and true." And he said to me, "It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give from the fountain of the water of life without payment. He who conquers shall have this heritage, and I will be his God and he shall be my son. But as for the cowardly, the faithless, the polluted, as for murderers, fornicators, sorcerers, idolaters, and all liars, their lot shall be in the lake that burns with fire and sulphur, which is the second death."

Love you always, Cinderella 

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Season's Joy








Christmas Notes From Woodsong  1982      By William Samuel 

This is the season of the Child.  The Child, not children.  The Child is eternal—and is all that’s real of us.  Christmas represents the rediscovery of the Immortal Child that indwells us all—the Christ whom the season celebrates.

In the natural way of the world, the Child of us is outgrown, buried in adultery (adulthood) and all but forgotten.  When we get our metaphysics straight, we become aware of the Child again.  If your view of truth is not disclosing the Child you are, then it’s time to get busy and find someone who can tell you what to DO.  We either return to the Child or die—said all the prophets and the Christ Himself.

The unbound Awareness that reads these words is the Child!  When the Truth, as the Truth IS, is disclosed to us, we are lifted from the human garbage and “reborn.”  We rediscover the Child-I-Am and find ourselves untouched by all the years of anguish and adulthood.  Right here where we are, we FEEL new ENTHUSIASM, VIGOR and  EXCITEMENT!  We are filled AGAIN with Glimpses and Glimmers!  If your metaphysics isn’t doing this for you, you are cheating yourself, denying your Heritage—and these words are exactly the Christmas gift you need.

My Friend, the discovery of Identity, the Christ Child we are, is just the beginning of our work.  There is much , much more to do.  We are not here for nothing.  We are not given glimpses and glimmers just to make us feel good.  Those glimpses (to use the Bible’s words) are “the word of God,” the “living water,” and if we are not getting them and FEELING them as we did in the first days of Truth’s study, something is amiss.  Our glimpses of Light are the only real measure of “progress,” spiritual or otherwise.  If one is without zest—lukewarm, as the prophet said—there is something we must do!  What?  Ask me.  Ask.  You will get an honest answer.

We may not like the way the world looks nor how we feel, but everything in our subjective world is happening exactly as is necessary for our awakening and Self-discovery.  How our view of the world goes NOW depends absolutely on our PROGRESS in continuing Self-examination and BEING.  If one is distressed and bewildered by the things happening in the world, there is more to see, perceive, understand, and DO.

The world’s darkness—called evil—belongs to darkness and is not what it SEEMS.  How could the cicada know that the cold blackness of earth is only part of the plan?  The worm’s struggle in the dark night of the cocoon is a distant dream to the butterfly winging its way in light.  The many trials and tribulations that have allowed me to write these lines with AUTHORITY have not been bad—but GOOD, for the much light they have let me see and tell of.  There is no way to forgive evil in the world short of UNDERSTANDING it.  I am able to forgive evil, KNOWING it is the apparent outline (delineation) of sinless Being.  Knowing that, we know what next to do in the world. 

Yes, we “know the Truth” of appearances first, my friend, but listen, listen: after that, WE DO FOR THE APPEARING what the Truth allows us to do.  We know “there is no starvation in Truth” first, but our job isn’t finished until we send a tangible sack of beans to the appearance!

“Why should I feed the dream?” asks the absolute metaphysician?  Because the Christ gave food for the belly as well as food for the heart.

The darkness the worm experiences is necessary for the butterfly’s emergence.  The darkness of the world’s dream is necessary for the comprehension of dreamless Being.  The belief of life in matter, obverse in every way to Truth of Being, is, if it is at all, necessary for the conscious recognition of Immortal Being.  Therefore, it isn’t “bad.”

Lucifer, the fallen light from heaven, was/is God’s angel attempting to duplicate god’s heaven and earth and claim it as his own creation.  The time comes for each of us to stop playing that role.  We are able to stop when we realize the human situation may be humanly awful, but it isn’t evil and it isn’t bad.  Ultimately we are forced to forgive ourselves for believing the delusion.  THEN, what we give the delusion ENDS the delusion.  THEN, we perceive the divine equation and live it gloriously.

God forgives our trespasses as we forgive those who have trespassed against us.  If, as the Bible records God can forgive all mankind for its vain imaginings (that is, if Absolute Light can forgive its own knowledge of shadows or supposititious opposites) then I can forgive the BELIEF of ego, body and world, history and genetic input, parents and children, and everyone and EVERYTHING—thence THANK them all for the inexorable service they have rendered every step of my way!

Listen, listen:  When I DID, everything became new and I was like a reborn Child of God.    So can those who have suffered enough of the delusion and are willing to let God be all in all—and their me-sense the nothing it is.  Those who do, find the true Identity—AWARENESS, the I-EYE of God, beholding and FEELING goodness everywhere—even when the tangible body appears to be falling apart; even when the world appears to be ending; even when our humanhood and body are growing old and helpless.  

“What of death?” someone asks.
Now listen here:  The cicada in the ground knows nothing of the cicada climbing the tree—and certainly nothing of the cicada winging and singing its way through the boughs—yet it is the same life appearing in sequential forms.

The blind worm that spins a cocoon can’t see the butterfly’s emergence nor its fluttering feasts of nectar, but it is the same life appearing sequentially.  The difference to the cicada and worm is a new dimension of light/sight.

If such wonders as these happen here “on earth” right before our eyes—a single small form of life emerging into new forms, its life uninterrupted by transition from one form to the next—what unspeakable, unthinkable wonders are in store for us when we put down the pupa and awaken to the Grand Dimension of Fountainhead and Source!

LIFE is untouched by the sad sights and sounds of the human struggle.  LIFE doesn’t bemoan the cicada’s struggle to leave the shell behind.  Life doesn’t sink in sadness because the worm stretches and strains in the cocoon.  Life knows the cicada’s song.  Life has seen the butterfly winging.  Life has tasted the nectar.  Life has never been separate from its Source, Life lives eternally.

Yes, yes,  Everything is all right, my friend,  Everything is all right.  And, knowing that, we send the food we have to spare where it appears people are hungry.  “Whatsoever you do for the least of these….”  Says the Christ Light of Christmas.

                     Season’s JOY from William Samuel






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Thursday, December 13, 2012

Doug And The Angels


As William Samuel tells us: 

"The final discipline involves 
the correct apprehension of Identity
and passing that clear perception
along to our world as quickly as we can
."

So, I shall--- I am passing along this email sent to me from Doug.  It is so lovely--I asked him if I could share it with you: 


Subject: The Earliest Known Reference to Contradistinction and the Child

Sandy

Here's a writing from about 1500 that captures elements of both contradistinction and the Child, here called the Angel.

This writing has been with me 20 years and is probably one of the most important few paragraphs I've found along the way. Interesting that almost 20 years later I would run across Bill Samuel's writings that more fully elaborate the motivation of these paragraphs.

In particular, this passage (interesting term isn't it...), acknowledges the fact of joy and sorrow as well as Joy and Sorrow, a full embrace of all of Life.

In just a few paragraphs, it captures not only the Finding, but the Way that reveals the Finding and the Angel almost as side effects and not the goal. Of all these things, it's the Way, the activity of the Child, that seems to have the strongest energy. Who knows where it leads...

Thanks for sharing your song on the blog. I love singing along or at least humming a few bars. I also listen to all the RF Hay audios you and he make.

Doug


Attached: Excerpt by Fra Giovanni from book titled The Original Goodness: 

----and it is within our reach, as the medieval monk Fra Giovanni testifies in words that are perfect for meditation:

There is nothing I can give you which you do not have, but there is much that while I cannot give it, you can take.  No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in today.  Take heaven.  No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in ths present instant.  Take peace.

The gloom of the world is but a shadow behind it, yet within reach is joy.  There is radiance and glory in the darkness could we but see, and to see we have only to look. I beseech you to look.

Life is so generous a gift, but we judging its gifts by their covering, cast them away as ugly or hard; remove the covering and you will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of love, by wisdom, with power. 

Welcome it, grasp it, and you touch the angel’s hand that brings it to you.  Everything we call a trial, a sorrow or a duty, the angel’s hand is there, the gift is there and the wonder of an overshadowing presence.  Our joys too, be not content with them as joys.  They too conceal diviner gifts.

And so at this time I greet you, not quite as the world sends greetings but with profound esteem and the prayer that for you, now and forever, the day breaks and the shadows flee away.



Monday, December 3, 2012

The Gift







THE GIFT   By William Samuel

At this moment it seems to me that we have a most important “mission”.  It is to discover and live the Christ-Love we are that we may be found to be the comforter of this world of images that appears within the Selfhood that Awareness is.  As I be lifted up,” says the Christ, “all mankind shall be lifted likewise and drawn unto Me.”
We give the gift of Childlikeness to our world.  We give the gift of unbounded joy.  We give the gift of tenderness that warms the Heart and brings the soft breath of happiness, the tender touch and the unrestrained tear of gratitude.

We tell the story of Identity.  We tell the weary who they are.  We show them the Kingdom of their heritage.  We hand them their scepter and point to the limitless Light of Love which is their dominion.  We look up and out and “show unto mankind his uprightness.  This is the Father’s business, so let us be at it.


Dear Mary and John, 

Happy Christmas to you folks!  This Christmas Season finds a New Star in the Heavens—this one to tell those with ears to hear of the New Jerusalem wherein there is neither sorrow nor darkness, nor age nor death.  

The Holy City is already the fact, you know.  Isness is the totality of all Being within which there is nothing that makes a lie.  In all singleness there is nothing to make it dual, and we do not have to wait to see this fact!  While there presently appear to be an inside and an outside, a here and a not-here, a now and a not-now, all these things are only aspects of the Whole, the All—for which this Awareness “we” are is the activity.
Mind (1) aware (2) of Itself (3) is a Holy Trinity Itself.  “Itself” knows these three are One Mind, one Love.

Well, this started out to be a simple Christmas greeting.

Don’t you forget that all the carols and bright lights, decorations and happy children are for you!  Who else is the Christ?


WE COME HOME TO CHILDLIKENESS

The Christmas Season commemorates our own awakening, birth of the Christ Truth within, arrival of our own Identity.  The Christmas Season marks the prodigal’s return from the land of husks.  This is the time when the fires of the hearth are rekindled—the time for coming home.
Coming home to what?  To consciousness, to Identity, to the heritage promised us from the beginning, to the Love we are, to the carefree Child we are, to warmth and tenderness, simplicity and gentleness—to the happiness that REALITY is!
Reader, if I could give you the gift of childlikeness, I would.  But this is our nature already—and this is the only nature that comes to see, accept and live the Real.  Intellectuality decries the season, anxious to explain it and then to have it over.  But childlikeness sees the sparkle of silver tassels all year.  Childlikeness listens to the laughter of angels every minute.  Childlikeness tastes the sweet sugarplums of Simplicity right here, right now—and feels the gentle Love of Christmas forever!  


From THE AWARENESS OF SELF-DISCOVERY  by William Samuel

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Christmas Is The Child I Am




CHRISTMAS IS THE CHILD I AM   By William Samuel

The Christmas Season is more than the matter of a few days.  Christmas is the Heart’s Season and the Heart is forever.  Christmas is Love’s Season and Love is without end.  Christmas is the season that belongs to children and there is no time when we are not children.
What is meant by the Christmas Story of “the coming of the Christ”?  The Christ is the Truth.  The Truth is the Christ.  Truth ‘comes’ as a dawning.  The Christ is our discovery of the Truth we are.  The yearned-for Messiah is none other than the here and now awareness awakened to the meaning of these words.  Does not the Christ say, “I am the truth”?  We declare without doubt or hesitation that we are the Presence of the living Comforter come to “set all things straight.”  We take this Identity unto the Self and live it.  We gird up the loins and live it. 
Somewhere along the line comes the truthful (Christ-full) discovery that we are not a finite body containing life, awareness, within it, but that we are awareness, Life, Love, containing all bodies within “us”.  Reader, for me that awakening is the Christmas of the Christ-I-am—a pure and pristine Light out of a new day, immaculately conceived, untouched by the world—a holy Child born in a manger.  But a child beset quickly by the intellectual Herod I fancied myself to be.
The child we are survives, however.  The child of Light “grows strong” and dares, with simple honesty and actions that coincide, to challenge the fiction for the fraud it is.  This is your Season, Reader.  This season commemorates your Self-discovery.  This Christmas is YOU.  The pealing bells, the carols, the holly leaves, the laughter, red noses, plum pudding, tinsel and happy tears are yours.  These things, every one, are ours.  They are us.  They are Identity.  This holy season is the merriment that Love is and it commemorates our own Identity discovered.  
The discovery may seem to do with time, but the Discovered and the Discoverer are eternal, quite beyond the clock, above the measure of months, more than can be circumscribed by strings of twinkling lights or the jingle of bells.  Love is the measure of this Season.  Love tells its story.  Unbound, honest, simple, gentle and childlike LOVE is the gift we open and the gift we are.


From THE AWARENESS OF SELF-DISCOVERY  by William Samuel

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