Sunday, February 8, 2015

BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATERS


"But examine well your motive, for in the majority of instances where money is desired for the admitted object of blessing others, the real underlying motive is a love of popularity, and a desire to pose as a philanthropist or reformer."

-James Allen

Selfishness, I must admit, has clouded my writing, from time to time, fueled by the greedily anticipated reverence of the audience to the author and his creations.


This marks a time when I stand at the foot of a bridge, the Bridge of Truth, fortified by an unbreakable deck of virtue, and suspended over the rushing waters of impurity and suffering.

And all I can think of is the fear. As much as the deck may be unwavering, I feel I may slip off at any moment. The voices of temptation lie ever in wait, and I feel the walk as though an effort to drown out their cunning whispers, and in place to occupy my mind with thoughts of affirmation.

Suitably so, true life, as Allen put it, is really "the Life of adjustment to that Law (The Law that "Every soul attracts its own, and nothing can possibly come to it that does not belong to it.")"

Simply put, life is meant to be scary and challenging, for it is throughout "a life of adjustment to that law." The Divine Universal Law.

As much as every breathing moment is a potential moment to relapse, it's more intentionally a moment to grow and to learn, as "the obedient student in the school of experience."

After all, what is life but an accumulation of experiences and, in turn, an accumulation of lessons learnt?

The fear of renouncing self is greatest, I guess for most of us. Adopting a spirit of servitude and selflessness (of course to a reasonable extent) is arguably one of the greatest, and possibly most important, challenges in life. And it is rightfully the key-pass to crossing the aforementioned bridge of Truth.

I have a long way to go, but I know that now is as good a time to take the first step as I'll ever get...

-Jude.

 

Thursday, February 5, 2015

THE PRODIGAL BLOGGER

I open my eyes,
And to my greatest surprise,
my greatest bewilderment,
Find myself standing in front of an infinite crowd,
Attentive, waiting,
The air of silence and expectancy is almost suffocating,
My legs and back - stiff as a stick,
as though a bolt of lightning has just struck me;
My hands shake incessantly,
And I can barely muster the strength or courage,
to tilt my head by one degree to either side of the lofty hall,
"What am I doing here? What am I supposed to say?"
The sudden realization that I must say something,
something innovative and productive,
is an unwelcome pressure,
weighing heavily upon my conscience.

Hello reader,

It's been a while since my previous post, but I'm back. I'm here to stay. And I'll do my best to serve you, to offer useful insight and eye-opening inquiry into the state of human existence, from a spiritual and psychological perspective.

I'm back, and I wish to serve you.

-Jude.