William Samuel

William Samuel
William Samuel

Sunday, January 7, 2018

Awareness and Identity






Awareness and Identity 

We have examined Awareness to discover it includes all things. Awareness is the function, the activity, of Mind, Consciousness—but whose Mind? Whose Consciousness? Here is the crux of the matter! Whose Awareness is this? Who owns the Awareness that is presently reading these words? Is it yours? Mine?
Ask these questions and answer them for yourself before reading another word. Stop; put the book aside and consider this Awareness. Have you been considering it "yours"? Have you been acting on the assumption—perhaps unconsciously—that this consciousness is "mine"? Have you been thinking of it as the activity of your own mind? Be completely honest.
The perception of this point was basic in my comprehension of Reality, so I want to make it very clear to the reader. I ask you to look at the table across the room or at the blue sky outside your window. This "seeing" is Awareness in action. By now we surely understand that the blue sky and the table, like images on the television screen, are "within" this Awareness that is aware; but listen closely; have we not thought of this consciousness as a personal possession?—as "mine," "yours," ours," "his"? Reader, this is precisely what mankind believes; this is the position from which he has acted since the beginning of time; this is what religion, philosophy and education have taught to this very moment, but it is not true! Such a concept is entirely false, and it is upon this false premise that the trials and tribulations of humanity are constructed.
Understand this: this Now-awareness is neither yours nor mine. It does not belong to someone called "me" or "us." It does not "belong," period! Awareness (Life) IS!
But who are we?
Awareness is who we are! Awareness itself! We are not the ego, the personality or body, who says Awareness is "mine." THAT is the incorrect identity, the "old man," the "liar from the beginning" the "deceiver," the devil himself. THAT is the one to be "put off." That is the one to "come out from . . . and be ye separate."
Listen carefully: The basic building block for our entire personal belief in an inharmonious human experience is the incorrect assumption that our present identity is one who owns-possesses-contains-the Awareness of these words; The belief that Awareness is the function of "our" personal mind; That we are the custodians of Consciousness; That we are the recipients of Life.
As long as we believe we are the container of Awareness, we identify ourselves, not as Awareness itself, but as an empty ego; as the one who attempts to have Awareness show us the things we want, the way we want them. As long as we believe this, we are acting a role outside the realm of the Real, attempting to make a servant, a slave, a lackey of God's own consciousness of being!
Ponder this basic fact. Once the Truth of it is felt, we do not long continue to identify ourselves as the "old man" who must be put off or as the mortal who must die. Rather, we claim Awareness itself—Life, Reality, Truth, Infinite Intelligence itself—as the sole and only Identity.
The Awareness that sees these words is this Identity! The Awareness-being-I includes the Universe entire! We can never actually be the one who claims to possess, contain, imprison, enslave and make a servant of Awareness. When we believe ourselves to be that one, we live as "a house divided," in bondage to our own false sense of Self.
Reader, you are not one who is aware. You are Awareness!
From "A Guide To Awareness and Tranquillity"
By William Samuel




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Thursday, January 4, 2018

About Positive and Negative Thinking




Excerpt from
 "A Guide To Awareness and Tranquillity" 
By William Samuel

Available on Amazon 

ABOUT POSITIVE AND NEGATIVE THINKING
It is a well-known worldly fact that man sees what he looks for and confidently expects to see, whether it be "good" or "bad,” “success" or "failure." We have seen the results of "positive" expectations and have watched the apparent failures that negativity brings. Within the human picture of things, those who look for certain "effects," confidently expecting to see them, generally get to see what they are looking for.
From out of this phenomenon has grown the cause-effect metaphysics of the Western world, generally an expansion of the Eastern idea of "karma." It teaches, in part, that one's personal experience will be greatly improved if he will turn his thinking from the negative into the more positive expectation of "good." There is an expanding assortment of books along this line of "positive thinking," as the Eastern idea gains in popularity around the world.
But, reader, listen carefully. Is this expectation and realization of "positive good" what one really wants? Undoubtedly, for a time it seems so to us all, but is there any lasting freedom in such action? None at all! On the contrary, this "positive thinking" is to take the weight of the entire world on one's shoulders, endlessly having to determine what is positive and what is negative, what is "good" and what is "evil," and then to make positive calculations and eliminate negative thoughts, expecting positive results and refusing to anticipate negative effects. This has us attempting to judge, heal and make over the universe to fit a personal judgment of positiveness.
This, of course, is what the world is doing, but such action is widening, not lessening the apparent dualisms of "good and evil," "real and unreal," "truth and error," etc.
"Positive thinking" is only the humanly judged "good" aspect of thinking, planning, calculating and evaluating. All personal thinking, every bit of it, positive or negative, glosses over the transcendent NOW and leaves us trying to manufacture a personal idea of another perfection; it places this Now-awareness in another time and in another place.
"Who by taking thought can add one inch to his stature?" Jesus asked. "Take no thought . . ." said He. We have done with all personal thinking, positive and negative alike!
How? The big question, how? Of himself, the personal thinker can never stop thinking. Thinking is his entire activity, his happiness and sadness from birth 'til death. Like Macbeth, thinking is his role on the stage and is all there is to him. "I can't stop thinking," says he. "Neither can you," he adds. "Thought goes on even while we are sleeping."
This is true; the personal thinker, the great possessor of mind, cannot concentrate himself out of thinking, cannot meditate or ponder himself out of thinking. Then how? Listen softly: One ceases thinking as a personal thinker just as quickly—and only—as he stops believing himself to BE a personal thinker. At that instant, in the twinkling of an eye, he is the thinking of the Divine Mind; he is Awareness itself, filled with joy-full thoughts—not the plans and calculations of the manipulator, but wonderful thoughts of a beautiful and complete NOW! Indeed, as thought-full Awareness itself, he becomes aware of thoughts that are a continuous surprise and delight, thoughts that are spontaneous, automatic, effortless—so wide, so all-inclusive as to astound the old judgmental sense of self. This is "the Mind by which the prophets spoke"; this is "the Mind which is in Christ"; this is the Mind being the Awareness I am—this Awareness right here, right now.
Excerpt from "A Guide To Awareness and Tranquillity"
By William Samuel
Available on Amazon
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Saturday, December 16, 2017

Season of the Child



"Owl Creek Christmas" by Sandy Jones 


The Season of the Child 



Notes From Woodsong      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 you 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 s 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 there….”  Says the Christ Light of Christmas.

                     Season’s JOY from William Samuel






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Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Christmas is the Child I Am






CHRISTMAS IS THE CHILD I AM


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.


THE GIFT 

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!  




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Saturday, December 9, 2017

The Grandest Gift of All





WOODSONG NOTES 1986    By William Samuel

THE GRANDEST GIFT OF ALL

Words are waiting to be strung in a new order, a new rhythm, a new sequence never written exactly this way before.  Something soft and wonderful sings in the heart of us.  Something NEW and inwardly different is happening this season.

Read the words that follow and listen to them softly. Something marvelous will happen for you.  Why not?

This is the season of It.  Everyone wants to know about It, but only It can tell of It.  It is the authority.  Everyone wants It and has been searching for It but we all overshoot the mark until we are ready to appreciate It.  At first, we didn’t know It when we had it.  We still have It and don’t know it—because, to the undisciplined intellect, that limiting and arrogant half of us, It doesn’t seem big enough or good enough.  It doesn’t fulfill the lofty intellect’s expectations.  Oh, but It is it anyway.

Something happens and It walks onto the tangible Stage.  It is a Wonder.  It has been called many things, but names only disguise It.  What is this Something that happens?  We’ve all had intimations of It.  We were born with It.  We’ve everyone experienced It somewhere along the line.  We may not have recognized It when It happened, but in retrospect, we remember the exhilaration and the softness.  We remember It.  It shaped our lives whether we were conscious of it or not.  It came when we were children, perhaps reading or listening to stories. We have been searching for It again, ever since.  It happened at our mother’s side as she worked in the garden, and we still find comfort in gardens.  It happened in the mountains, and the mountains forever hold us in their arms.  It happened while we frolicked with playful animals and we love animals to this day.  This marvelous experience of It, early in our lives, has us searching for It again, the rest of our days.

When IT happened, the Child of us was alive and well.  The Child within us was lively, nimble and alert, clapping hands and laughing.  Now, here we are, reaching out for that Same One IT again.

What is It?  Listen, listen: It is a tiny moment of sweet inner lightness and delight.  It is a moment of relief from the world’s heaviness.  It is an instant of recognition and weightless surveillance of the scene.  It is a flawless moment that lets us say, “Hey, this is a fine minute!  I feel all right!  I feel good!  I feel joy!  Everything is all right!” That’s It. That goodness and lightness is IT!  That’s what It is.  Unfortunately, It’s no big event to the intellect of us, yet its recognition and acknowledgment is the most brimming inner understanding anyone will ever acquire—and the heart of us knows this is so.  It’s the grandest thing one can imagine, because, in the midst of It, suddenly everything IS all right—including the universe and all therein, including our own most personal experiences and our interface with everyone.  That’s all right too.

The Marvel of Marvels begins as a tiny, mustard-seed of sweet, innocent peace.  The conscious perception of this is the Big Bang of the Future, awaiting the world.  When we recognize It, and acknowledge It, It grows and grows.  It comes back again, large, and more apparent.  It returns, again and again, at other unexpected moments, still larger—until it grows into the Tree of Paradise wherein the angels play.

We have all needed someone in our personal life who recognizes It and says, “That’s it!  This is IT!”  The It I write about is the purpose of all the human disciplines.  It is the objective of the philosophies, all the religions and secret societies intended to bring us to Light.  When they are successful, they bring us to this tiny moment wherein we finally recognize It for what it is—peace, simple peace.

The inner delight we feel, even as we read this, is It.  Here It is!  Right here as the awareness reading these words.  It hasn’t gone away, you see.  It never left us nor forsook us.  We are It.  It is us.  It is me and thee and everyone.  And, It is still right here, a tiny moment of peace in the world, ready to explode into the New World and make all things new.

Now, Woodsong friends, we can stop overshooting the mark.  The mark has always been a simple peace within, a feeling of quietness, a moment of lucid light wherein we finally stop missing It and say aloud, in exultation, “This is it!  This is really It, this moment of peace.  Everything right now is all right.  No bill collectors now.  No sons and daughters fussing now.  No one giving us the devil right now; no on berating us; nothing intruding on this holy moment.  No guilt right now.”

Ah so, when visitors came to Woodsong looking for the mystical conclusion of a lifetime of searching, they found It, right here as themselves.  Here It is.  If I could write It, I’d give It to the world for an eternal Gift.  But It can’t be given.  It can’t be taken.  It just is.  It is the Pearl of great price.  It is all that is real.  It’s here available and acceptable to everyone equally.  When we are ready, finally ready to appreciate and acknowledge It, we let go a little, we realize a little, and in a moment of giving up, in a moment of surrender of old ideas, in a moment of letting go some of the silly preconceived notions about What It is and where It is, here It is, pouring in on us and out of us with infinite blessings!

Was It here all the while?  Yes, yes.  Why didn’t we see It?  What matter!  It is here now!  What a wonder It is, so close, so present, yet, unseen, unaccepted, but looked for and longed for, available in the twinkling of an eye, by letting go a moment, and acknowledging It with childlike gratitude.  It is a realizing, a soft and gentle look around the scene.  It is a smile and a sigh of relief.  It comes with healing and Peace on Its wings.  Not a peace the world understands, but we understand because we feel it.  We know it.  We acknowledge it.  We clap hands in a moment of freedom and thanksgiving—and Something synergistic happens.

Hey, you didn’t know It was this simple did you?  Here It is.  The heart of us already knows the truth in these words.  The heart inside feels something stirring.  That stirring is IT!

You thought it was religious?  You thought it was metaphysical?  You thought it came with a knowledge of all wisdom?  You thought everything would change and be healed?  You thought it would be something else, but It is more likely what we don’t expect.  It is always MORE THAN WE COULD HAVE IMAGINED!  Intellectual expectations are good, but clinging to a personal idea of it caused us to miss the mark.  We wanted the blinding Road to Damascus experience.  Now, we are ready!

It is a the joy of all-rightness.  It is the recognition that Life is Good and that Good is God.  That God is good and that good is everywhere, whether we stop to see it or not.  It is hidden in simplicity and clothed in childlikeness. It isn’t recognized by the pompous and mighty.  It isn’t seen by worldly merchants, the greedy, the envious, the rich, famous or powerful.  It is seen by the child-heart of us—the heart that has had enough of the distorted world and is ready for better things.  It is seen by the simple, the meek and mild-mannered.  It is seen by the troubled because they are ready to put their troubles down.  It is seen by any and all who are willing to admit Its presence, Its simplicity and nearness.  It is with us right now, only awaiting our acknowledgment.  If we bring It forth, we live.

                                            Joyful Living!
                                                                                 William Samuel
                                                                    Woodsong on the Hill December 1988

Jesus observed:  “Heaven is even now spread over the whole face of the earth but men perceive it not.”

There IS an incredible beauty and perfection “spread over” the whole face of everything—an astonishing beauty BEING ever “thing”—over all that’s seen, all that’s heard, all that’s thought.  Yet, nearly as incredible, this monumental Beauty is virtually unseen, barely recognized, seldom acknowledged.



Oh, but it is here!  It is here this moment, awaiting the merest acceptance, awaiting the shedding of intellectual skepticism, awaiting acknowledgement without condition—without intellectual thought about how it is SUPPOSED  to appear.                      


Season’s JOY from William Samuel




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