Moments & Memories- 6th August 2023

The question about memories is very interesting because we may ask: are memories faithful representations of what has gone before, or are they in fact our impressions of what we have experienced? There is of course a very great difference between the two.

And given that, we can go further to ask if this is the case also for truth, and for wisdom, and that which is learned from experiences?

If one were to think upon this and reflect sincerely, they would find that in all of these instances we have but a personalised representation of that which we recall and state to be true or have known to be true.

Now that is not to say that our person touches the reality we are fixed in - for although it may reside in occupation taking space for a time within a reality, and may determine the change of fate or karma therein, it does not however ever create an entire reality of itself.

There has been a question in modern times of alternate universes, of multiverses as it were, co-existing parallel to one another, playing out differing perspects of time. As we have mentioned afore, the future itself holds every alternative awaiting that we may choose. All is laid out in the spiritual context before it is manifest. However, these are but fragments of possibilities and are not cohesive places that one could visit or permeate, they are alike to a series of transitory flashes, as glittering light twinkling on a sea.

The continuum of time lives within the soul: it is a twofold gift comprising of one’s own story and the thread of the tapestry. The soul loves what it sees, with everything the light of continuity shines upon. The soul of the individual embraces an entirety and wants to know, wants to love, wants to experience - and thrives upon doing so. And even in the harshest of times there is still this relationship of exuberant exploration.

Physical circumstance is difficult, it tries the best of us at times, and tempts, and tires.

The trials and hardships of the body are demanding and yet also with the greatest of grace. For the body thrills to be infilled with a soul and a mind and emotion; this experience is as the warmth of sunlight upon ourselves. Through the tendrils of our astral connection the body is happy when the consciousness is present, and only truly rests when the consciousness has left, either in sleep or with death.

If one were to view the cosmic interplay of life for what it is, and how it goes, they would firstly see pure happiness and joy.

This is the marvel of nature itself and of the greater universe: that its currency is both the exultation of God and the absolute joyfulness of life and in living its measure moment by moment.