Passengers of Pain…

Sora my cat enjoying this morning with me. 🥰

A truthful perception of this world we live in.

But there is another world we can choose.

I used to think heaven and hell were a place. Now I know it is merely a DECISION in my mind to make.

Will I choose to look upon this world of hell through the ego’s motto of “seek and never find” or will I choose my eternal home that welcomes me in my remembrance.

Last night in our spiritual group I said, “I’ve been feeling a bit depressed and sad.” Another spoke up, and yet another and then another. We have all been feeling a bit yuck.

By the end of class, we resolved we have simply been listening to the wrong voice.

There is only the voice for ego (fear, depression, separation, doubt, lack, etc… this is hell) or the voice for love (joy, happiness, vitality, abundance, this is heaven).

So what do we do in order to exit the Passengers of Pain mad train ride?

Nothing needs to be done outwardly, but only inwardly when we choose again. For me, I choose again and again and again and then again, and when I am tired of choosing, I take a nap and start over! 🤪

"Trials are but lessons that you failed to learn presented once again, so where you made a faulty choice before you now can make a better one, and thus escape all pain that what you chose before has brought to you. In every difficulty, all distress, and each perplexity Love calls to you and gently says, 'My child, choose again.'" (T-31.VIII.3:1-2)

All of my being sees, honors and recognizes your being.

Namaste. 🙏🏽 🥰