Whether or not individuals conform to my frameworks, some specific religious ideology, or a rigorous spiritual practice of some sort, if universal principles are true, they will work whenever anybody engages them. Such engagement could happen accidentally, negatively, or positively, but principles like the law of attraction work. Just like gravity. Just like the laws of thermodynamics. It doesn’t matter if someone knows the laws or not, but if they drop something or catch something that has been dropped, gravity was working on that object at 9.8 m/s.
Guess what? Even evil-acting, destructive people arrived on this scene with that piece of divinity in them: their Heart. Because we possess the same basic composition, when we perseverate on any thought, we are going to attract like energy. Therefore, even though there are power players who wish to control their little slice of life or a much bigger one, if they focus and attract, they can bring it about.
This doesn’t mean they are “good.” When some folks, like those egotists who gain wealth, power, and control over others by infringing on others’ rights and maybe harming or destroying people or things in the process, they do it with Ego. This will never be for ultimate Heart-purpose. Why? Because such people have operated willfully through Ego, they have purposefully shut out Heart. They reject that voice of conscience. However, that does not mean they may have stumbled on or practiced truths that will net them their self-serving, destructive ends.
(And yes, I mean things like the egotistic, arrogant treatment of groups of people like immigrants, Native Americans, African Americans, and even foreign nations. And yes, I’m referring to daily events that are happening at the executive branch of the United States government, as well as evil leaders in other parts of the world.)
It’s kind of like Voldemort, the evil wizard in the Harry Potter books. He knew how to use magic with great skill and power, but he never knew the purpose of it in the big scheme of things. He destroyed and controlled and appeared invincible, but ultimately love defeated him.
And that’s just it. Love and Light of Heart cannot be known by those who close their being to that one part of themselves they came to Earth to know and experience: the Heart, that part of divinity we each possess. And that is like money: if someone has it but never spends it, it’s no good. Or reading: if someone knows how to read but never does, they are no better off than people who are illiterate.
Such people in power positions — often as happens in business and government — make use of the energies of life from an egoic, negative base. They will never know true love of Spirit or be able to continue their destruction when they reject Heart.
Those who have awakened to core Self and fellowship with their own Heart and grow in the knowledge and experience of the magic and miracles of life will always triumph in their Purpose. Obviously, I can’t answer how this might happen in others’ lives, but I know for myself.
An even sweeter and more significant step, though, is available. That is the fellowship of the Heart, in which we join and work with others who have awakened. We just need the same spirit, not the same terminology. And when we collectively shine Love and Light on the hatred and darkness of egotistical, lying oligarchs, and do it in unity, we open the way for many others to see the power human beings possess when we access all we have within us. Heart is powerful. Hearts know things.
And with all of this in mind, I was going to share the further development of my novel, The Fellowship of the Heart. However, I just checked the length of this and the length of this next section of the book, so I will wait till tomorrow — too long!
In the meantime, enjoy your own Heart-talks. Know that love and light produce peace. Be assured that Heart will co-create with us to produce Purpose and Vision that will open the way for us to live love and light through revealing our core Self, our personal truth.
Blessings till tomorrow!
“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere” (Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.).
My novel, which I originally wrote a few years ago, contains a premise and has action built around the structure of what I call an informal conspiracy.
To me, powerful egomaniacs who have purposefully shut themselves off from their own Heart, for the most part, have designs, a general plan, to keep expanding their power, wealth, and control. I don’t think of them as coming together in some sort of conspiratorial super secret, super conference and setting world domination agendas, but that spirit is there.
When I wrote the book, I never envisioned the actual scenario that exists in the American political scene right now. The way things are, I believe, happened because of a number of the types of informal conspiracies I describe in The Fellowship o.f the Heart People with extreme wealth and, therefore, influence use Ego in powerful and intelligent, creative ways to extend their influences. The problem is they truly do not care if they play games with others’ lives.
A bigger problem is they believe their own self-centered stories, actually invent and believe their own justifications to explain why their way is better for all. When Ego is the motive force, it’s never better for all. Skilled oligarchs know how to make it appear so, and their wealth, promises, and power convince many others.
So what happens in my novel when some are faced with scheming, deceitful oligarchs who construct informal conspiracies, manipulations, and machinations to control segments of society at the expense of others? (I almost said personal gain, but I think personal gain isn’t a problem unless it hurts others purposefully and directly). In my novel, one tact that is taken is to simply walk away, disengage, disentangle themselves from the schemers, thereby foiling them.
Why am I writing all this? I believe the Heart-attitude and -response to such people and their schemes is Love and Light. Many people who have awakened to core Self may not have any inclination to speak or react to political or social issues, and that is exactly as it should be for them. For me, though, I have opinions that I wish to express, that I think may shed Love and Light on hatred and darkness, opinions I hope will help others to think in terms of discovering Self and living significantly in this life. Of course, I care about people who may not have a voice or a way to express it — it’s my personality, who I am, can’t help it.
The best choice, the best course of action, in times like this in this world and in America, in particular, is for a mass of people to awaken to core Self. Such people then walk in fellowship with their Heart and stay focused on the positives like Love and Light, the sort of qualities that permeated the Declaration of Independence. Love and Light undergird those words that “…all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness…” They were written to expose the hatred and darkness of a monarchy that kept between 2.4–2.5 million people in legal and moral subjection.
I don’t need to do the history — see my July 1–7 posts — but the approach was to expose the hatred and darkness, the unmitigated antagonism towards people that irked the established world order of King George III. He and his powerful business supporters wanted the control, and they treated 2.5 million people and many more in other areas as ‘problems,’ as those who because they wanted the opportunity to live Heart principles were marked for obliteration socially, economically, and politically. It didn’t work.
It won’t work now, either, in America. The colonists and their descendants forsook their own values and brushed aside other minorities. When the pattern is repeated, stupidly, arrogantly, and pompously today, I wish to expose it. A few dismissive sentences and ill-informed, bold pen strokes signing some bogus executive order that treats Native Americans the way they have been treated for 500 years while undoing the hopes of alternative energy sources that could extend the life and the quality of life on this planet show little regard for human rights, human dignity, or Love and Light. They reek of an egotistical oligarchy that seeks control of this nation by pandering to a riled up mass of people who have been betrayed as far as principles of the Declaration are concerned for many years now.
However, so have many others, maybe all of us. The evaluation of any governmental action — executive, legislative, or judicial — as to ‘good’ or ‘bad’ should be made through the lenses of Love and Light. Executive orders that egotistically dismiss and ignore millions of people — no discussion, no logical Heart-centered debate, compromise, or resolution — just outright stink. They may be legal, but if they are destructive, harmful, and egoic, they should be made illegal by judicial decisions and legislative action.
Ultimately, I am saying to I wish to think, evaluate, and make decisions based on Heart. Yelling “Rah! Rah! Rah! make life great for us” is no justification for implicit hatred and darkness. If anyone believes that the present course of decisions to undercut the Sioux tribe or resolve immigration issues by being a hard ass are the only options, they do not think very creatively, critically, or innovatively; more importantly, they are not thinking with Heart in Love and Light. By the way, this has nothing to do with political parties.
I leave it with you, and I would not reject or hate any who think differently. Love and Light, my friends.
Today, I’ve been thinking about how relevant fellowship with my Heart is in all my work.
My Heart helped me face the reality that I have not been working as closely as I could have been. I have, obviously, been living my Purpose and Vision, but in the execution of my Mission and the consequent goals, I have not done all I could in our fellowship.
The concepts are not anything new to me; it’s a matter of deeper application. I kind of assumed that when I engaged in my creative work of writing, it was Heart-energized work. Nope, not always. After all, creativity is Heart work, right? Not necessarily!
People can be immensely talented, creative, skilled, and productive, but the issue of the force driving those expressions boils down to two possibilities: Ego or Heart. When my writing troubles me, or, as I have experienced, a professional editor spots problems, I can now look it over and see how I allowed Ego to move my mind and soul expressions.
This may be why so many famously talented people end up living empty and unhappy lives. Ego has been driving them. I am so grateful for Awakening to Self and my fellowship with my Heart. I want to ensure when I am creating, I’m speaking with my Heart and that is my motive force.
Not too much more here, but for anyone wondering what this means, I’m sharing my revised work from last night, at least part of it. Oh, I’ll do it again, but I know when it seems too sappy or didactic, Ego was probably at work. Of course, some of it may be plain old lack of talent that needs some work!
“I wouldn’t have expected you to have anything, Eric.”
“I hope that’s not another veiled comment about what a big disappointment I am to you.” Eric didn’t move out of his chair, nor did he take his gaze off of the setting sun. Content.
“Eric, no, not at all. Listen, can we talk without the snippy hostilities, at least let me try?” Anne sat down next to him.
“Do you think that’s possible, for either of us?”
“I’m not sure. Like I said, I would like to try. Eric, you’re different, but I didn’t see it.”
“It seems to me you saw it and resented every last part of it, of me. I went through a really hard time, and the only thing I sensed from you was resentment because I wouldn’t be or do what you thought I should.”
“Okay, you’re right, but I’m not talking about earlier. I’m talking about the last month or so, and I was so resentful. I only thought about myself and all my new responsibilities. It made me more resentful.”
“How did that make you more resentful of me?”
“I thought you should have been involved in a partnership and going through the same thrill and excitement I was.”
“But I was not there. Because I didn’t know who I was, I had no idea what I wanted. I was tired of being carried along by everyone else’s wishes and dreams and plans for me.”
“That is exactly what I resented. You’ve got to know how adolescent and immature that sounds — ‘I needed to find myself.’ Adults have responsibilities, take on responsibilities, and they don’t make excuses. Needing to find yourself sounds like an excuse.”
“You know what, Anne? You’re right; it would be — IF you didn’t mean it. On this side of that question, I can tell you that nothing else is more important, that the greatest responsibility I think anyone has is answering that question: Who am I? So, if you want to be resentful, I could be right back. You’re the one not taking on the most crucial responsibility.” Eric paused and took a deep breath. “Maybe this just isn’t working.”
“Maybe not, Eric. Except for the fact that I do see a difference in you now. You look different, act different than you had been. Obviously, something changed. Except it wasn’t obvious to me until tonight.”
“Kathy made me think about some things. I just observed you for who you are, not for who I thought you should be when I snuck up behind you. I wish I had done that months ago.”
Eric was silent for some seconds. Say it, Eric. “Anne, I’m sorry for my part in this. I was seeking spiritual truth, but I reacted with your same resentment. Bad combination. And then, I felt like I couldn’t go back on the exploration of myself. I needed answers. I was numb, apathetic, didn’t care about what I was doing. I definitely had no idea of true self-identity.”
“But you never really said anything, Eric.”
“I did. But you were so consumed with yourself you never heard me.”
“You’re right.” Anne’s shoulders sagged.
“Anne, I think something more is going on here. You said Kathy made you think about some things. What things? Again, why tonight?”
Like I said, it’s still a draft, but someone may look back and see if there is any significant difference in tone. Or not.
I would like my words to jump off the page in lively greeting, charm, inspiration, rebuke, discovery, or any of a thousand possibilities for my readers. I don’t want them to be fulfillment of Ego desires for myself.
I would close with the thought that any work of any kind, any endeavor, that is a result of co-creating Purpose, Vision, and Mission can be done in constant contact with Heart. It’s no different than working alongside a colleague or friend, just occasional acknowledgements that we’re both there and a check on what we’re doing.
Blessings in your Heart-work!
While regret and guilt are useless emotions as far as spiritual growth is concerned, expressing an apology that acknowledges we know how another feels is valid and healthy.
In the excerpt from my novel tonight, the reconciliation of Eric and Anne has been initiated, and it begins with an “I’m sorry.” If not confessing regret and guilt but rather showing sympathy and understanding in a negative interaction, then those simple words can be powerful.
Oh, don’t forget it helps to have love providing the foundation to those words. Just don’t put the two phrases together: “I’m sorry I love you.” That doesn’t help much!
That evening, Anne arrived home to find Eric sitting on the deck. His computer sat on the table next to his chair. The evening was warm and the sun had dipped its toes below the horizon, producing a luscious palette of red, pink, and orange through the lacy, scattered cirrus clouds.
She hadn’t really paid much attention to Eric recently, but her visit with Kathryn Frank led her to steal out the door and try to catch a glimpse of Eric’s expression. Kathy is right. He’s not mopey. He’s happy, content.
Eric noticed her. “Hey, Anne. I didn’t plan on eating together. I got your message you were meeting one of your engineers for drinks. Figured you would have something to eat.”
Anne stared at him. How could I not have seen this. I created this chasm, not him.
“I wouldn’t have expected you to have anything, Eric.”
“I hope that’s not another veiled comment about what a big disappointment I am to you.” Eric didn’t move out of his chair, nor did he take his gaze off of the setting sun.
“Eric, no, not at all. Listen, can we talk without the snippy hostilities?” Anne sat down next to him.
Eric smiled. “Anne, I would love to do that. I hate not being able to share anything with you. That’s not a relationship. And I made it all worse when I moved out of the bedroom. No matter how I felt about your words and responses to me, that was a stupid move.” Say it, Eric. “I’m sorry.”
Anne’s focus was now on the sunset, turned slightly away from Eric. “You’re sorry? Do you have any idea…” Anne’s shoulders wretched and tears streamed down her cheeks. “…how much I wanted you out. I didn’t even want you in the house, let alone the bedroom.” She sobbed now.
Eric stood and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. “Shhh. I think it’s safe to say we have both screwed up in our relationship. Anne, I don’t want this to continue. I care about you, about us.”
Anne composed herself but left her head resting against Eric. “Eric, I care about you, and no matter what’s happened or how I’ve acted, I love you.”
“I never stopped loving you, Anne. I think neither of us were willing to accept that from each other. That has to change. In fact, a lot has to change if we want our lives to be different. No change in our behavior, no change in our relationship. I want us to be happy.”
Where sympathetic understanding and love exist, happiness has a chance. That should be one of our primary pursuits in life. Notice, too, that for happiness to actually be experienced, it must be accepted.
Sometimes we have difficulty accepting good things like love and happiness because Ego tends to process those expressions in ways that cause us to resent them or to deny ourselves because we are unworthy. Both of these reactions and their corollaries are generated by Ego when anger is involved.
I am worthy of all the love and happiness I’m offered. So are you. Accept it and be inspired by it, know peace from it, and create even more.
The following is a very rough draft of the next chapter in my novel, The Fellowship of the Heart. I want to establish two different approaches to dealing with Heart whispers and Ego shoutings. Stan Boyle is beginning to have his doubts about his part in a grand deception; his Heart may be warning him but his Ego is, too. He’s confused. I hope I convey this sense.
Paul Egan, the principal in the firm of Paragon Engineering, has a plan, one that includes Stan. Well, I will leave it there and see what you think.
Stan had become an accepted fixture with Anne’s team for the Riverview Canyon project. He could move freely around them; they considered him a full team member — all of them except for Anne herself.
She knew of his ambitions and politicking. She had been privy to even more information since she had become a senior associate. She heard others’ opinions of him, which seemed to confirm her opinion of his pandering sleaziness. However, she knew he was smart, and that raised even more cautions for her. At times, she wondered if he weren’t spying.
One afternoon about three or four months into the project, Paul Egan summoned Stan to his office. Egan’s administrative assistant escorted Stan through the sleek, modern, industrial-style doors. She left the two of them and pulled the doors closed.
“Stan, have a seat. How goes Anne’s project?”
“C’mon, Paul, you know it’s ahead of schedule and all the t’s have been crossed and the i’s dotted.
But what would you expect with me looking over the accounting end of things?”
Egan laughed. “And you know that’s exactly why we put you there. I just haven’t seen you for awhile. What’s going on with the team? More specifically, how do you think Anne is handling things?”
Stan hesitated. Such cues didn’t escape Egan’s observation; however, Stan realized his mistake in that split second. He would not project neither weakness nor admiration for Anne. “Sorry, Paul, I was just thinking of something I heard the other day. Do you know anything about her team, the two younger engineers — Frank and Sampson — doing research and running drawings and estimates for an alternative materials design?”
Egan leaned forward. Stan’s shoulders relaxed. Egan looked straight into his eyes. “What are you talking about, Stan? Anne had no orders to approve such work. Why would she do this?”
“To be honest, I don’t think she knew about it at first. These two young people are really good, though, Paul. They not only finished their work on the standard design, but also they ran the specs on the alternative materials and they did a good job. They had no idea I even saw their work.”
“Okay, that’s really great work, Stan. You know, I don’t have you there keeping tabs on Anne because I want to injure her reputation,” at this point he stood up and looked down at Stan, “and I want to make it clear that you are not to do that either. You speak to no one else about this except to me. I just want to make sure there are no misconceptions here.”
“Okay, Paul, I get it; I have all along. You know I agreed to this little game of yours willingly. I do expect ‘things’ to happen favorably for me. Please don’t forget I have a law degree, too. I didn’t enter this as an unwitting pawn. I may be a pawn right now, but I expect to be swapped out for a much more powerful peace in the end game.”
Egan realized he may have been too forceful. He restrained his words, smiled broadly, and motioned for Stan to stand up. “Hey, let’s go into the ‘conference’ room. Safer speaking in there and the best Scotch is there.”
Egan pressed a button somewhere undisclosed to Stan, and part of the paneling slid open in the back of the office, leading to an exquisite, plush room, out of character with the modern design of the rest of Paragon Engineers building. He poured Stan and himself a bit of some thirty year old single malt.
He raised his glass. “To both of our successes.”
Stan reciprocated with his glass and smiled.
“Stan, you know I trust you, or Peter and I would never have designed this. The promise still stands, but let me make something clear: this is no ‘little game,’ as you called it. This is big potatoes. We have political connections and plans in place to get us linked directly to the White House. Governor Etts will be the next candidate for President of this nation. We plan to have Anne and her husband Eric occupying the governor’s mansion when that happens.”
“And my part in this is the same?”
“Gentlemen’s agreement, Stan. You will have a much more powerful position than the senior associate status Anne holds right now. You won’t be working with junior engineers. You’ll be our liaison with Etts and the Lafarnges. I know it’s hard now, swallowing your pride and biting your tongue, but it will be worth it for all of us. Don’t you agree?”
Stan sipped the Scotch, allowed it to roll gently over his taste buds, and smiled. “How could I not? It’s just been awhile since we spoke.”
Egan wasn’t looking at Stan. He peered down into the crystal glass. “Yes, it’s been awhile. Listen, Stan, I’ve got some things to do. Why don’t you sit down in the ‘presidential’ chair — you know two presidents have actually been here — and enjoy the drink. Just leave through the main door. Thanks for the information.”
Egan left, but Paul didn’t sit down. He finished the last of his drink, looked around and left the room. He didn’t look back. He didn’t feel like a rook, a knight, or a bishop. He knew it, then, but could do nothing about it: he was, indeed, a pawn.
Hearts know things. They warn us if we haven’t shut them off. Seems like Stan’s may be working, a little. Paul, though, seems to have preferred Ego over Heart. A purposeful choice like that has consequences.
Questions to consider:
How many times have you asked yourself or simply thought about the following questions?
Who am I, really?
What is my truth?
How do my actions reveal what I really feel and believe?
What would I do with my life if I could do anything?
What is my passion?
Why am I here?
How can I discover answers to any of these questions?
If you have considered any of these questions, I hope that my experiences and writing will give you some guidance. Please read my blog and comment and share your thoughts. I would love to hear from you!