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Endigar 276

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on April 1, 2011 by endigar

Page 63:  “…As we felt new power flow in, as we enjoyed peace of mind, as we discovered we could face life successfully, as we became conscious of His presence, we began to lose our fear of today, tomorrow or the hereafter.  We were reborn.”

Page 63:  “God, I offer myself to Thee – to build with me and to do with me as Thou wilt.  Relieve me of the bondage of self, that I may better do Thy will.  Take away my difficulties, that victory over them may bear witness to those I would help of Thy Power, Thy Love, and Thy Way of life.  May I do Thy will always!”

Page 63:  “…making sure we were ready; that we could at last abandon ourselves utterly to Him.”

Page 76:  “My Creator, I am now willing that you should have all of me, good and bad, I pray that you now remove from me every single defect of character which stands in the way of my usefulness to you and my fellows.  Grant me strength, as I go out from here, to do your bidding.  Amen.”

Page 86 – 88:  [Instructions for ending the day with an evaluation to see how our psychic transformation is going; for starting the day to kick-start our ability to hear the intuitive guidance of our Gomu, and to condition our minds so that moving into this state of being is a natural process, and learning how to maintain our connection with the Higher Power as we interact with the day, and seek to fulfill the inspired plan we gathered from morning meditation]

It is my experience that this program of recovery works when both the science and magic of spiritual development are embraced.  In this covenant interaction with Gomu, the science is our endeavor to clean house and become useful.  Working the steps.  Making meetings. Helping others.  The magic comes from this attitude of release to the Infinite One.  For me, this is not a one shot deal.  I keep having to revisit these petitions for transformation.  I must be reborn, separated from my difficulties, ready to live in utter abandonment, and the removal of paralyzing defects of character, unuseful and obsessive ideas, strengthened with inspired purpose. 

There is an implied reality that I do not hear to often, but seems important to me.  We are all connected, and we have personal dreams and aspirations written within.  When the text says, ‘we felt new power flow in,’ it assumes that is something we desire.  When the text says ‘we enjoyed peace of mind,’ it is says it knows that we as humans desire this state of being.  What does it mean to face life successfully?  Is it not the most satisfying fulfillment of those desires that the creative force of the universe has written within us?  We were reborn.  Assumed that we want to have another shot that is absent of fear of the unknown in today, tomorrow, and the hereafter. 

When I offer myself to God…it assumes that there is an entity that desires me to do so.  It assumes that I seek to interact in a loving way with that which created me and that I desire to personally and intimately benefit from this interaction.  I am not ignored, I am significant to the Creator, or else it would do no good to offer myself to It.  This very much sounds like the devotions promised in marriage, the establishment of a common vision and a future life together.  God is not intervening in my life to make me a better servant, valuable only as a battery in a religious social control engine.  The Infinite One is creating a place where I can do what is the most satisfying to me and the most fulfilling to my heart.  Helping others builds the foundation for this new world.  The total sacrifice of self, a completely selfless life is not what we were created for.  My desire to be reborn into a new and wonderful world is what drives me to offer myself to an Entity I believe has been looking forward to this union.  It simply doesn’t make sense any other way.

Endigar 275

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on March 31, 2011 by endigar

I am fighting for my life again.  Or maybe it is just obvious with another relapse.  Tuesday, 29 March, 3 bottles of Boones Farm Sangria.  An intervention puts the brakes on, for now.

And there are moments when I am hidden away, that the darkness comes for me again.  And I must develop another obsession, a desperate need to connect.  Connect with Gomu, with the recovery network, and most scary of all, with myself.  I have to connect in a better way.  So I am taking text from the Big Book to build a covenant life with my Gomu.  It is what I have been reading and meditating on for the past few months.

Page 60:  “The first requirement is that we be convinced that any life run on self-will can hardly be a success.”  I have struggled with this concept.  It doesn’t appear to say that self-will must be exterminated.  But it cannot be the ruling force.  Self reliance fails us.  I think this is because such an approach cuts us off from vital connections with Gomu and others.  It puts us into conflict with our fellows.  When a new way of thinking and approaching life is the desired achievement, then I must be convinced that the old way does not work.  I will not release it until I am absolutely convinced of its futility.  When I live in the delusion of reshaping myself and others to accommodate the thrust of my own will produced in isolation, I will humiliate myself with persistent failure. 

Ok, I am convinced.  Please, really, I am convinced. 

Page 62:  “Above everything, we alcoholics must be rid of this selfishness.  We must, or it kills us!  God makes that possible.”  This particular statement was ridiculous to me, until I saw THIS SELFISHNESS.  That is, the selfishness the book just got through describing in the preceding pages.  It is not saying we must be rid of all selfishness.  There is a selfishness that has to do with personal survival, that pulled me into the recovery rooms, that motivates me to take action, to live again.  But the selfishness that requires that I control my environment and all those in it, that I direct the outcome of all my interactions, this is the stage for my personal hell, this is the catalyst for the madness that has manifested in a delusion of chemical empowerment.  I have to be rid of this selfish obsession.  It will kill me.  And I am as powerless over this as I am over drinking itself.  One possible solution is presented in this program of recovery, and that is connection and surrender to Gomu. 

I am willing to try. 

 Page 62: “First of all,  we had to quit playing God.  It didn’t work.  Next, we decided that hereafter in this drama of life, God was going to be our Director.  He is the Principal; we are His agents.  He is the Father, and we are His children.  Most good ideas are simple, and this concept was the keystone of the new and triumphant arch through which we passed to freedom.”  Here again, I have struggled.  And I know of many who also struggle with this concept, but they do not have the alcoholic gun to the head.  They usually have enough political, economic, or social power to perpetuate this delusion.  And they become an icon in my mind for the possibility that it might be the case.  Why do they appear to succeed?  Maybe they have yet another solution that I am not aware of.  I have believed that we are embryonic God fetuses, and that the challenges of this life are meant to spur us forward to the manifestation of an inward deity.  Could it be that the path to this manifestation is to surrender to and follow the guidance of the Infinite One, and those delegated to this quest? 

Page 63:  “We had a new Employer.  Being all powerful, He provided what we needed.  If we kept close to Him and performed His work well.” 

Page 97:  “Never avoid these responsibilities, but be sure you are doing the right thing if you assume them.  Helping others is the foundation stone of your recovery.  A kindly act once in a while isn’t enough.  You have to act the Good Samaritan every day, if need be.  It may mean the loss of many nights’ sleep, great interference with your pleasures, interruptions to your business.  It may mean sharing your money and your home, counseling frantic wives and relatives, innumerable trips to police courts, sanitariums, hospitals, jails and asylums.  Your telephone may jangle at any time of the day or night.  Your wife may sometimes a she is neglected.  A drunk may smash the furniture in your home, or burn a mattress.  You may have to fight with him if he is violent. Sometimes you will have to call a doctor and administer sedatives under his direction.  Another time you may have to send for the police or an ambulance.  Occasionally you will have t meet such conditions”

Page 98:  “Job or no job – wife or no wife- we simply do not stop drinking  so long as we place dependence upon other people ahead of dependence on God.  Burn the idea into the consciousness of every man that he can get well regardless of anyone.  The only condition is that he trust in God and clean house.”

Page 100:  “Both you and the new man must walk day by day in the path of spiritual progress.  If you persist, remarkable things will happen.  When we look back, we realize that the things which came to us when we put ourselves in God’s hands were better than anything we could have planned.  Follow the dictates of a Higher Power and you will presently (means soon) live in a new and wonderful world, no matter what your present circumstances.”

Page 102:  “Your job now is to be at the place where you may be of maximum helpfulness to others, so never hesitate to go anywhere if you can be helpful.  You should not hesitate to visit the most sordid spot on earth on such an errand.  Keep on the firing line of life with these motives and God will keep you unharmed.”

These five references reflect the expectations and conditions of this covenant relationship for me.  I need a shift in perspective to see Gomu as my actual employer.  As an employee, I am expected to do my job well, and to stay close, remain open and available, to the guidance of what my next task is to be.  The second reference is a reality check of some of the difficulties I can expect to encounter in the fulfillment of my job.  So I should fortify myself, prepare myself, for these difficulties.  This will allow me to remain true to my specific commitments, as they are revealed.  The next reference is to shift my dependency away from human sources, and learn to trust and devote myself to Gomu.  The fourth reference tells me that the path to the new world that is greater than what I was struggling to secure is one of spiritual progress and mentorship.  And finally, the appropriate place for me to be is wherever my usefulness can be maximized. 

I am willing to walk this path.  I welcome a new and wonderful world that exceeds anything I could have planned.  Sounds like a good career move, to perpetuate the metaphor of being under a new Employer.  My problem is a lingering distrust for spiritual scams.  I hate the thought of investing years of my life into something that just leaves me weak and vulnerable and feeling like a fool.  My faith may always be shaky, tenuous, and inconsistent, if I can not lay hold of some elements of that new and wonderful world.  I guess this is why we do gratitude lists, to see that, even if I do not get to the promised land, there have been many streams in the deserts that make it a worthy endeavor.  This trust is like walking across a foot bridge over a deep and threatening chasm.  I need to walk it with others who have developed their trust in Gomu.  I think that is how it works.

I am going to break, to seek this contact.  I will be back.  I have four more references to cover that help me define the nature of this spiritual covenant.

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Endigar 274

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on February 14, 2011 by endigar

I am hopeful today.  I have found someone who has a sobriety I truly desire to have for myself.  I am motivated by his example and presence.  This is an extremely rare occurence for me.  I am working hard to capitalize on this.

Endigar 273

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on January 27, 2011 by endigar

I picked up my AA 30 day chip, and have purchased the book “Pass It On.”  I will pick up my 30 day tag at EON tonight for CA.

Endigar 272

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on January 26, 2011 by endigar

I will have 30 days, again, tomorrow.  Everyone has a formula that they failed to live up to, when they return to the rooms.  They say they quit coming to meetings, or they stopped working the steps, or they quit praying or networking with other clean & sober people.  They didn’t get involved in service work.  Never sponsored or quit sponsoring others. 

The day before I relapsed, I spoke at an H & I, I had been in contact with my sponsor, although my attendance at meetings had begun to slack off.  No sponsoring, still haven’t finished my amends.  Part of the problem is that I don’t really feel that guilty for the transgressions, but know that I probably should, or that it was the only way to invert resentments so that I could abandon the powerlessness of being a victim.

But mostly, I just felt stuck in my sobriety.  I wanted to temporarily use alcohol to see if I could find a better answer.  Although my sobriety was interrupted, my spiritual pursuit continues. 

Damage Done:  I lied to someone I had worked hard to build up trust with, DUI, and that sense of futility that comes with starting over. 

I am applying power-exchange principles to my Higher Power.  Following intuitive guidance.  But fear and self-loathing are beginning to interfere with my ability to hear Her.

I have a writing project I want to give back to recovery.  That might be a way I can serve.  I think this is something that She was showing to me.  I know that if I stay still, paralysis will find me once more.

Endigar 271

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on November 26, 2010 by endigar

The following is a quoted entry that I wanted to capture here:

[http://www.barefootsworld.net/aaebbyt.html]

EBBY T.
The Man Who Carried The Message To Bill W.

By Walter L.

In 1960, at the Long Beach, California Convention of Alcoholics Anonymous, Bill Wilson wrote this dedication in an AA book that he gave to Ebby Thacher.

“Dear Ebby,
No day passes that I do not remember that you brought me the message that saved me – and only God knows how many more.

In affection, Bill”

It was Ebby who found relief from his alcoholism in the simple spiritual practices of the Oxford Group which was an attempt to return to First Century Christianity – before it was complicated and distorted by religious doctrines, dogma and opinions. The program offered by Ebby to Bill involved taking a personal moral inventory, admitting to another person the wrongs we had done, making things right by amends and restitution, and a genuine effort to be of real service to others. In order to obtain the power to overcome these problems, Ebby had been encouraged to call on God, as he understood God, for help.

Bill was deeply impressed by Ebby’s words, but was even more affected by Ebby’s example of action. Here was someone who drank like Bill drank – and yet Ebby was sober, due to a simple religious idea and a practical program of action. The results were an inexplicably different person, fresh-skinned, glowing face, with a different look in his eyes. A miracle sat directly across the kitchen table from Bill. Ebby was not some”do-gooder” who had read something in a book. Here was a hopeless alcoholic who had been completely defeated by John Barleycorn, and yet, had in effect, been raised from the dead. It was a message of hope for an alcoholic – that God would do for us what we could not do for ourselves.

Bill continued to drink in a more restrained way for a short while, and then was admitted to Towns Hospital on December 11, 1934. Ebby visited him there on December 14th and essentially helped Bill take what would become Steps Four, Five, Six, Seven and Eight.

But that “boost” from Ebby’s visit wore off and that night, Bill’s feeling of hopelessness deepened and a terrifying darkness yawned in the abyss. As the last trace of self-will was crushed, Bill said to himself, with neither faith nor hope,

“I’ll do anything, anything at all! If there be a God, let Him show Himself!”

The Conference approved biography, Pass It On, quotes Bill as describing this experience:

    “What happened next was electric. Suddenly, my room blazed with an indescribably white light. I was seized with an ecstasy beyond description. Every joy I had known was pale by comparison. The light, the ecstasy – I was conscious of nothing else for a time.Then, seen in the mind’s eye, there was a mountain. I stood upon its summit, where a great wind blew. A wind, not of air, but of spirit. In great, clean strength, it blew right through me. Then came the blazing thought, “You are a free man.” I know not at all how long I remained in this state, but finally the light and the ecstasy subsided. I again saw the wall of my room. As I became more quiet, a great peace stole over me, and this was accompanied by a sensation difficult to describe. I became acutely conscious of a Presence, which seemed like a veritable sea of living spirit. I lay on the shores of a new world.”

Ebby had carried the message of the Oxford Group to Bill with great care and dedication—that recovery from alcoholism was possible using spiritual principles, but only if it was combined with practical actions. Bill Wilson never took another drink, and left Towns Hospital to dedicate the rest of his life to carrying the message to other alcoholics.

Ebby, however, took a different path, one that caused him to have a series of relapses. The man whom Bill Wilson called his sponsor could not stay sober himself, and became an embarrassment. There were periods of sobriety, some long, some short, but eventually Ebby would, “fall off the wagon,” as he called it.

More revealingly, Ebby referred to his periods of sobriety as, “being on the wagon.” For an AA to regularly use this sort of language is an indication that the commitment to sobriety is temporary in nature. If there is an “on the wagon” then there is an “off the wagon” too. And that was the on/off cycle of Ebby’s drinking.

Ebby was born on April 29, 1896, into a prominent and well-to-do family in Albany, New York, with roots going back before the American Revolution. His grandfather started a railroad wheel manufacturing business in 1852 and became the main supplier of wheels for the New York Central Railroad, as well as Mayor of Albany Two other members of Ebby’s family were also mayors of Albany, including his older brother, “Jack.” One of New York State’s most beautiful parks, located on the Helderberg escarpment southwest of Albany, was donated by the widow of Ebby’s uncle, John Boyd Thacher and is named after him.

Ebby’s full name was Edwin Throckmorton Thacher and he can be said to have arrived in the world with “a silver spoon in his mouth.” It is possible that because of his upper-class origins, with servants waiting on him and the respect brought by his family name, Ebby developed the attitude that life should always be easy for him. He was ‘entitled’, it seems.

Lois Wilson shared her insights into Ebby in her biography, Lois Remembers, and stated that while Bill wanted sobriety with his whole soul, Ebby appeared to want just enough sobriety to stay out of trouble. In addition, Lois said, “Beyond that crucial visit with Bill, Ebby seemed to do very little about helping others. He never appeared really a member of AA. After his first slip, many harmful thoughts seemed to take possession of him. He appeared jealous of Bill and critical, even when sober, of both the Oxford Group and AA.” Lois felt that it was important that AA’s know why Ebby was not considered the founder of AA. Ebby carried the message to Bill, but he never followed it up with the years of devoted action needed to develop the AA program.

Despite his failure to follow through after his vital visit with Bill, Ebby still seemed to feel he was not recognized adequately for his contribution to the start of AA. His employer for many years in Texas said that Ebby, “kind of thought the world owed him a living, to a certain extent. He thought he never got the recognition that he should. That was stuck in his craw for years.”

Another AA who had known Ebby in Texas said that, “Ebby held a deep resentment for Bill, Dr. Bob, and others, because he felt he was more the founder of what was to become AA than anyone else”. In the author’s opinion, this resentment may be the reason for his repeated “slips” in the program.

Ebby also had the idea that he needed the right woman and an ideal job in order to stay sober. The implication is that if he didn’t have the perfect woman and the perfect job, he couldn’t stay sober. And he didn’t stay sober. AA members know that sobriety has to be sought without any conditions, that we have to be “willing to go to any length to get it” and that “half measures availed us nothing.”

Some of Ebby’s own letters bring to mind Lois’s observation noted earlier, that Ebby seemed to be “around” AA, but never really “in” it. Typical correspondence from AA’s devotes substantial discussion to the AA Program and the application of the Steps to their own lives. Ebby’s letters avoid these topics and are significant for what they don’t say. In 1954, Bill wrote that Ebby now, “shows more signs of really joining AA than ever before.” The implication is that Ebby had shown less commitment to the AA program before then, but even at that time, there were still substantial doubts about his sincerity.

Earlier, in 1947, his sister-in-law received a letter from Ebby, and she wrote back suggesting that the answer to his problems was to devote himself to helping others and then continued,

    “But as I read your letter this thought is far from your mind and you are again concerned with the petty and material affairs of your surroundings and the bickerings and by-plays of your associates, with the thought still deep in your mind that you have been persecuted and discriminated against by others, while the real facts might well be that it is your own ego that is at fault.”

Ebby drifted in and out of sobriety, and in and out of AA, with many AA members trying to help him regain a more stable sobriety. The person who was ultimately successful was Searcy W., who had established a hospital for alcoholics in Texas. Early in 1953, Searcy had asked Bill what he would like to see happen in AA, and Bill said, “I would like for Ebby to have a chance to sober up in your clinic.” Several months later, it came to pass, and after a short slip in 1954, Ebby remained sober for seven years.

In 1961, Ebby’s girlfriend died and the next day Ebby got drunk. He apparently still believed that his sobriety was conditional on having the right woman, and now she was gone. Ebby moved back to New York and lived at several places for the next two years, one of which was at his brother Ken’s home in Delmar, a suburb of Albany. He had emphysema, the same disease that caused Bill’s death, and was in poor health, his weight having dropped from 170 to 122 pounds.

Ebby eventually came to Margaret and Micky McPike’s farm outside Ballston Spa, New York, in May, 1964 and it was under their loving care that he finished the final two years of his life, dying sober on March 21, 1966. While at McPike’s farm, he never even attempted to get something to drink although he never attended any AA meetings. Still, AA visitors were frequent and AA principles were in constant evidence, permeating the entire atmosphere at McPike’s. Dr. Bob said that the AA program boiled down to love and service and that was the essence of Margaret and Micky McPike, who helped more than four thousand persons to recover from alcoholism. Ebby was one of them.

AA’s agree that no matter what happens to them, the most important thing is to not pick up that first “sucker” drink. Once alcohol is placed in our bodies, the results are physically inevitable in the same way that once a dose of castor oil has been taken, all the mental will power in the world is of no avail. Our problem as alcoholics centers in our minds, in having an entire psychic change as a result of taking the actions set out exactly in the 12 Steps. It is said in the rooms, “If you do what we did, you’ll get what we got.” Ebby was unable, for whatever reasons, to put the AA program of action into his life on a regular basis.

All of his life, Ebby was overshadowed by the recognition and success of his father and grandfather and in his own generation, by the accomplishments and respect given to his older brothers. This may have developed in him a sense of “never good enough” so familiar to alcoholics. It is also likely that his privileged childhood accentuated the sense of self-importance and self-focus that the AA program requires us to deflate at depth.

If Ebby had been recognized as the founder of the AA program, it would have given him respect and recognition far surpassing anyone in his family. After Bill received the message of recovery from Ebby, he devoted the rest of his life to helping other alcoholics. If Ebby had been willing and able to take similar actions of love and service, he would have been a co-founder with Bill Wilson. But he would not, or could not, do the day-to-day work with others needed to bring AA into a concrete reality.

Rather than realistically looking at his own shortcomings in establishing AA, Ebby wallowed in resentments, the greatest obstacle to sobriety and the number one killer of alcoholics. Perhaps Bill was thinking of the example of his sponsor, Ebby, when he wrote the many strong statements in the Big Book condemning resentments. For whatever the reasons, Ebby never seemed to give himself completely to the simple program of Alcoholics Anonymous.

There are many others who achieve periods of sobriety yet relapse from time to time. They are not to be condemned, but welcomed back into the Fellowship. Their experience is a lesson to others that alcohol as an enemy is indeed cunning, baffling and powerful. If anyone might feel smug or superior, he or she should be grateful that they have not gotten that bad – yet.

If there is a Higher Power, then by implication there is a lower power. And the lower power can never win, unless we give up. Despite many slips, Ebby never gave in to the lower power and always came back. He ran the race; he kept the faith and died sober. Ebby deserves to be honored for carrying the message of spiritual recovery to Bill and for acting as his sponsor. Whatever his problems may have been with sobriety, Bill was always grateful to Ebby and so should all AA’s.

Bill said, in “The Language of the Heart”, “Ebby had been enabled to bring me the gift of grace because he could reach me at depth through the language of the heart. He had pushed ajar that great gate through which all in AA have since passed to find their freedom under God.”

Much of the above material is synthesized from Ebby’s biography by Mel B., Ebby-The Man Who Sponsored Bill W., published by Hazelden. Other material was taken from sections of Conference approved books listed in the reference section below. Comments and inferences in the article are the opinion of the author.

References:
Alcoholics Anonymous (The Big Book). Alcoholics Anonymous World Services, Box 459 Grand Central Station, New York, NY 10163.

AA Comes of Age. Alcoholics Anonymous World Services, Box 459 Grand Central Station, New York, NY 10163.

Language of the Heart. Alcoholics Anonymous World Services, Box 459 Grand Central Station, New York, NY 10163.

Lois Remembers. Al-Anon Family Group Headquarters, 1600 Corporate Landing Parkway, Virginia Beach, VA 23454-5617.

Pass It On. Alcoholics Anonymous World Services, Box 459 Grand Central Station, New York, NY 10163.

As in so many things, especially with we alcoholics, our History is our Greatest Asset!.. We each arrived at the doors of AA with an intensive and lengthy “History of Things That Do Not Work” .. Today, In AA and In Recovery, Our History has added an intensive and lengthy “History of Things That DO Work!!” and We will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it!!

END OF QUOTED MATERIAL FROM [http://www.barefootsworld.net/aaebbyt.html]

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This has several materials I must read.  I really wish Ebby had made it, I think he would have had much to offer those of us that are so vulnerable to relapse.  And we would have a more accurate picture of what went on in his head.  History is written by the victorious, and the valuable lessons of the vanquished are often re-written to dismiss or demonize them.  Ebby had become an “embarrassment” to the program as is stated in this writing.  But is not three often the number that leads to a more perfect understanding of the Higher Power?  I still believe that there is more to be gleaned from the life of AA’s third co-founder if we drop the fear of embarrassment, the tendency to judge, and seek it out. I am still seeking.

There is a statement in this text, that I have heard mentioned in the rooms as well; “If there is a Higher Power, then by implication there is a lower power.  And the lower power can never win, unless we give up.”  I think one of the greatest flaws in centralized religion is to construct a devil, a satan, an adversary to scapegoat for serious issues in human development.  Such a scapegoat is perfect for the control of the masses.  Hitler used this tactic well and  something I believe he learned from the church.  But such scapegoating does not allow individuals to assume responsibility for their own lives.  It produces a victim’s mentality, supports a dependant psychosis in society, and lays the bedrock for an “us and them” approach to helping others.
 
If I perceive the lower power to be isolated self-will, then I have something to work with.  And I have avoided a religious hi-jack of this program. 
 
The statement that “…the lower power can never win, unless we give up,” causes some of my red flags to go off as well.  It appears that we are back to solving our issues simply by the force of self-will, and I do not see the program teaching that.  If my understanding is correct, we recognize our powerlessness and appeal to the Higher Power for a connection and new way of living that empowers us against our drug of choice, and against our self-defeating flaws of character.  And if I can solve my problems simply by self-will, why bother to connect?  If I can boast of my abilities in isolation, I will tend to judge those of you who cannot likewise bring forth the internal fortitude necessary to “just not give up,” “to just not take the first drink.”  And it is this judgement that is so damning to many of those who relapse.  I have been guilty of this judgment, and I learned it from the pulpit, not from the 12 step program or the Big Book.    
 
I do want to thank the quoted author for much material I find helpful and references to aid me in my quest for the truth. 

Endigar 270

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on October 17, 2010 by endigar

I entered church for the first time in several years.  I stayed through the entire exclusive message, where sad news masquerading as good was poured out before me.  My purpose was to facilitate an amends to a former employer.  It went well, I suffered no panic attacks or overwhelming desires to flee.  So there is some forward momentum with the steps.

Endigar 269

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on September 15, 2010 by endigar

As I awaken, some thoughts. 

There are levels of consciousness achieved with the holograph of our existence.  Its progression is  not linear, like a ranking, but levels of empowerment to reach out and connect.  That is the nature of empowerment in our universe.

For the ease of discussing the concept, lets say that our current level of consciousness is level zero.  That the collective consciousness of the human species is level one, and the consciousness of our divided life complex, the single cell, is consciousness level negative one.  Now lets just say that the accumulation of all infinity produces consciousness level infinity and we know this as God, the God of order.  Now lets say that the infinite void of all consciousness is level negative infinity, or what we have arithmetically touched on as Zero.  This is also God.  The God of chaos.  This produces balance in nature, and works like opposing muscles in the body.  On an infinite continuum, any point can be the center, and thus every point of existence can be your center.  It only requires that you achieve your self-awareness at that point.  Thus we are given creative flexibility by learning to shift our center. 

Now our level one consciousness, our collective soul, establishes the context for the existence of other beings we commonly identified as gods and demons and the such.  These are not the same as the infinite God of order and chaos.  But we tend to have more interaction with them.  They represent our various cultural ideas, but do take on a life of their own.  Our emotions that tend to be more destructive such as anger, fear, and despair also take on life as a hierarchy of demons in negative level one.  Selling your soul to the devil is a way of connecting to a negative level one entity.  But it must contain the emotion which empowers it to be successful.  It appears to me that the despair of death and judgment finds its personification in the Satan.  A deal with the devil is then a spiritualized suicide pact.  In some way we have given up on ourselves.  And we seek empowerment from negative level one.  This process into the negative consciousness leads to the extermination of body and soul, it dissemination into chaos.

But there is a process of transcending if we can connect with the infinite level.  This pull into the infinite shifts our center toward level one, which then becomes our new level zero.  This transcending shift is not to be confused with the creative shift of our center I mentioned earlier. 

A pact of overcoming with the infinite God draws our center outward into greater connectivity, manifest in greater usefulness. 

Thus the act of making amends increased my connectivity.  It was an act of transcending. 

So if I where to expend my life force to move toward the negative infinite, I could experience power by “selling my soul” to the devil.  That power would be explosive, as I would be moving against the flow of nature, and would go into negative level one, dividing into individual sells and disseminating my life energy into the void to be caught up and re-used for other expressions of life.  Because of the level of self-awareness I have achieved, I would be embraced by the infinite, and on some level I might still be aware of being dumped into the void of God, the great Zero.  That would be hell.

But on the other hand, if I capture the emotions, the passions, that are most useful in connecting with others and create a pact of overcoming, a determination to transcend, my center will be shifted toward level one.  To my fellows, I will become a god.  Not the infinite God.  But a level one god. 

At this point, let me qualify that I will not escape the process of death and aging as long as I remain connected with my species who still gravitate toward negative level one.  In a perfect world, we would all seek to shift outward, to connect with one another, and all other life, we would all overcome together.  I believe that if that ever happens, we will transcend several levels toward the infinite very quickly.  Being gods would become our “normal” existence.

I think that the Infinite One has listened to my rant, seen past my defiance, and given me hope and that this is wisdom drawing me to transcend.  I also know that this effort stands a greater chance of success if you, who are reading, are also given this hope, and that somehow, you are committed to transcending, to the shift of your center toward greater empowerment.

Endigar 268

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on September 15, 2010 by endigar

I just got finished watching the movie, “The Box.”  And it only seemed to reinforce everything I said in the previous post.  Some advanced alien race is standing in judgment over mankind, examining us.  These aliens are conducting tests that they are pretty sure we are going to fail to justify mass extermination of our species. 

We are a race that is continually facing death with vivid self-awareness.  There are so many humans around me who are dying and I will not shed one tear for them to honor the significance of their lives, because I do not know who they are.  This system of mass denial is how we cope with the limitations of our mortality.  I have two children who will die.  When I held those little infants in my arms, I did not look at them and think about their upcoming funerals.  No!  I imagined the fullness of their lives, and reveled in my love for them as though they where eternal.  But I have no empirical evidence that is true.  So I push those doubts far from me and embrace the systemic denial of my kind. 

Imagine if we were physically eternal beings with no aging, no sickness, permanently young and strong.  Then give us time to evolve in our awareness.  I think the prospect that we would push the button in the box would become obsolete.  Is it not possible that it is our powerlessness over death that breeds our short-comings and not the other way around.  We are all walking around with a gun to our heads, our lives ticking away.  Time is running out.  A small fortune can speed up our personal pursuits.  Such an opportunity means more to mortals.  The illusion that being good will give us special consideration before some angry, demanding old god or some pridefule alien race is absolutely repugnant. 

Who is more brave, the soldier who sacrifices his life for the well-being of his countrymen, not knowing what or if there is anything afterwards, or a god-man who allows his own execution, knowing that he will rise from the dead, and knows that at any time he could have called a host of angelic warriors to his side.  It is the mortal man who lacks the knowledge and fights on anyway who has the greater courage, in my opinion. 

I understand that you admire the writings of John Paul Sartre. Perhaps these words will comfort you. “There are two ways to enter the final chamber, free or not free. The choice is ours.” – Arlington Steward, The Box

Martin Teague: Sir? If you don’t mind my asking… why a box?
Arlington Steward: Your home is a box. Your car is a box on wheels. You drive to work in it. You drive home in it. You sit in your home, staring into a box. It erodes your soul, while the box that is your body inevitably withers… then dies. Where upon it is placed in the ultimate box, to slowly decompose.
Martin Teague: It’s quite depressing, if you think of it that way.
Arlington Steward: Don’t think of it that way… think of it as a temporary state of being.

I prefer this message from William Wallace’s dead father in Braveheart:

Malcolm Wallace: Your heart is free. Have the courage to follow it.

And screw those advanced patronizing aliens who expend their fantastic technology and warped morality to justify their cosmic sadism.

Endigar 267

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on September 14, 2010 by endigar

Change Me or kill Me.  But do not ignore Me. 

I am in this program to gain power, to be empowered.  I will finish the amends.  I will do this.  Me.  I will sponsor on a 4 x 3 or 3 x 4 matrix.  I will do this.  Me.   And then I am finished.

If I am behaving stupidly, teach Me. 

I am tired of cringing from judgment, afraid of who I will disappoint next.  Give me a faith that is faithful to Me!  I am either everything to You, or I am nothing.  Don’t love Me because that is what is in your nature to do.  That is insulting.  Love Me because You have something unique and special going on with Me.  I would rather that you be totally turned on by Me, or hunt Me down in hatred.  But if you are simply disinterested in Me, I will spew you out of My mouth like vinegar given to a dying man.

I want superhuman, supernatural, universe rippling power. 

I don’t think I or any mortal who seeks the same is asking too much.  We are tired of being the scapegoat for Your “issues.”

Why do you hide in the dark, oh God.  Come out into the open so that your deeds can be seen and rightly appraised.  Have a real relationship with us.  Or get it over with and blot out our existence.

My sponsor has asked me to give Him His seven-year token this afternoon.  I will do this.  Me.  Because I value Him and the special place He holds in My life. 

I have already walked the path of religion.  For Me, it is the way of socially re-enforced denial. 

If you come to My door and knock, I will ask You in.  If you come in the back window and lurk in the shadows like a thief in the night, I will seek to expel you as an intruder.  Can you blame Me?  Truly, can You?