North Yorkshire, UK, February 4, 2006.
Teacher: One Without Name.
Received by Helen Whitworth.
Teacher: That which you look for is as insubstantial as the wind on the rocks. The nature of all that
you seek can be summed into the tiniest atom or exploded to the grandest universe. It is the nature of truth, of
essence, of the life that you hold within you, and that whirls unendingly towards both its inception and its final
hour.
You are human. A spirit held within physical body, within myriad of thought, perception and emotion, a product
of your environment, your conditioning, but above all, a product of Spirit, a self-realized atom of God. And as
you are, so are all others, held in sway within your world by belief that this cannot be so; that a small physical
section of your world, known as your bodily form, cannot in ever possibility hold a fragment of the Divine, that
knows all, sees all and loves all.
The concept that this may not be truth rises to you bubbling through the layers of uncertainty and illusion
as a brief and welcome respite in your labors. Why do you work for yourself, for your own growth and that of your
fellow, whether family, or friends, or strangers, if you do not in your heart know that you are more than a collection
of your molecules and tissues? For if that were the case what would be the point in striving. Your suffering would
have no reality, and neither would your joys, for they would be stripped of all that makes them dear, and so close,
in the picture of what you call yourself.
Do not be afraid to be whom and what you are, even in your society that seeks to deny the truth of the human
soul. Do not deny yourself, as others would deny you. How can another take away the knowledge you hold in your heart
and in your head that you are so much more than all of this, that the you that dreams is just as real as the one
that wakes, and that there is behind all the painting and sculpture of your life, a flame that breathes gently,
that knows itself, and that welcomes this world of experience throughout all its ups and downs?
If you doubt your own being then look to the truth of you. Seek to examine your thoughts and emotions until
they come up ravishing and then fall away, like the dam emptied, and see there, still, yourself, observing, nay
witnessing, that which happens around you. And from that moment know yourself as One who breathes. One who fights.
One who toils, and One who loves, explicit within yourself, a true creation of the Creator, yet joined to all, for
you are all fashioned from the same clay.
And take your life by the hand and lead it into battle for your spirit to ride free. Or look sorrowfully up
and turn your head and walk back into the prison from whence you came.
I Am the One of None, who dissolves into the All. And you know me in your heart as the One your mind cannot
touch, or your body withstand. I am ever present, ever absent. And this is what drives you on.
© 11:11 Progress Group.
Toujours au Service de Michael.
11:11 Angels
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