Another extract from Soul Songs - The Melody Within (written in 2010 by T. C. Aeelah)
Day 17
“Total acceptance of you. See
you as I do, accept you as I do”.
I even have the best possible
teacher in the lesson of acceptance right here within me, all of the time. What
else could I need?
Acceptance is just another word
for Compassion, but alas it is so necessary in the process of becoming balanced
that this invitation is repeated each day, together with all the others:)
I can only ever come to be in
complete harmony with all others once I am in complete harmony with myself.
How could I ever judge the
terrorist groups which go around blowing everything up, totally certain of
their legitimacy, when I have a whole bunch of terrorists inside of me, playing
destructive games all the time, playing peek-a-boo and hide and seek, scaring
the living daylights out of me at any given opportunity, whenever I am caught
unaware? How can I ever encourage them to come back to me, to trust me, if I
judge terrorists outside of me?
The same goes for the assassin,
and the suicidal one, the rapist and the torturer, the thief and the gangster,
the devil him/her/itself... the more they irk me, the more they are long
forgotten Aspects of me, lost in the mires of time.
So I observe and breathe and
invite each forlorn part to come, come to my soul, trust, trust I am home,
come, come to this cozy place I have created in my body, for the reunion of me.
No matter how “badly” lost any
one of us seems, there is not a single one who is a lesser God. The speck of
All That Is that resides in us, that is us, is complete, unshattered. Each one
of us contains all of the Love, all of the Wisdom, all of the Power, all of the
Joy, all of the Abundance, all of the Peace, all of the Creativity, all of the
Freedom, all of all that we can possibly seek or deem to need. It is all here,
blooming in me, blooming in you... as we say Yes to the perfection of all that
is.
Though it may often seem that
there's something wrong with the world, there is something wrong with the
people, there is something wrong with me, I know that all is well in all of
creation, because we are simply living the dance of existence in all of its
colours and forms. Try as we might, it is impossible to cease to be I Am That I
Am, even if I'm unaware of the full span of this truth.
It doesn't really matter what
games I'm playing, what stories I'm believing in, what dramas I'm creating. It
is just me discovering the immense possibilities of life. I can see them as
good, I can see them as bad... but they are simply God happening.
It doesn't really matter, for
sooner or later, when I tire of my grand dramatic productions, acknowledging
the mastery in them, I can choose to create new productions of a different
kind, with new flavours, new colours and scents.
And I go on and on, practicing
total acceptance of all of the parts of me, in tender loving care. I see the
distractions I have accepted rather than Me, rather than I Am That I Am and I
breathe my serene acceptance: “Hush, hush, come now as I embrace all of you,
all of me”. Hush in the silence of me and let go.
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