Post by SunnyGirl on Mar 14, 2013 0:32:56 GMT -5
Thursday, March 14, 2013
The child is an almost universal symbol for the soul's transformation.
The child is whole, not yet divided . . . when we would heal the
mind . . . we ask this child to speak to us. —Susan Griffin
Was there ever a time when we did not feel divided from ourselves?
Occasionally we get a glimpse of what such spiritual wholeness would
be like, but most of the time we struggle with feelings of conflict,
unevenness, a divided heart. Perhaps "the child" is a metaphor for a
spiritual guide, like our own higher power, that can help us in our
journey toward self-acceptance.
"I may not be perfect, but parts of me are excellent," writes author
Ashleigh Brilliant. If we can be happy with this proud, funny boast
then perhaps we can stop berating ourselves for our imperfections.
If we dwell on our own contradictory impulses we give them too
much importance, too much power.
Let me trust to my glimpses of harmony and wholeness and be
grateful for the richness of my spirit.
From: Each Day a New Beginning
by Karen Casey
The child is an almost universal symbol for the soul's transformation.
The child is whole, not yet divided . . . when we would heal the
mind . . . we ask this child to speak to us. —Susan Griffin
Was there ever a time when we did not feel divided from ourselves?
Occasionally we get a glimpse of what such spiritual wholeness would
be like, but most of the time we struggle with feelings of conflict,
unevenness, a divided heart. Perhaps "the child" is a metaphor for a
spiritual guide, like our own higher power, that can help us in our
journey toward self-acceptance.
"I may not be perfect, but parts of me are excellent," writes author
Ashleigh Brilliant. If we can be happy with this proud, funny boast
then perhaps we can stop berating ourselves for our imperfections.
If we dwell on our own contradictory impulses we give them too
much importance, too much power.
Let me trust to my glimpses of harmony and wholeness and be
grateful for the richness of my spirit.
From: Each Day a New Beginning
by Karen Casey
. I will be back looking for Lin and others.