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By Steve Beckow, February 27, 2022
(Golden Age of Gaia)
This peaceful mood persists. But within it I still feel things.
I feel an urgency right now to write on the purpose of life and the Divine Plan. I was just on my way outside on a beautiful sunny day. Not to be for now.
Write on truth, love, and peace, is what arises.
Ok. I will.
A convenient way of thinking about them is that Truth is the Father; Love is the Mother; and Peace is Their Child.
The Ultimate Truth is what we seek. Love is the way to find it. And Peace is who we are and ever more deeply become.
The first thing to write on is Truth. Knowing the truth of who we are is the purpose of life. (1)
The purpose of life is to enlighten ourselves. We seek enlightenment always, driven by a built-in longing for liberation. (2)
Our focus remains on ourselves; no other focus is crucial but that one. We must find who we are, not someone else. That will not fulfill the purpose of life. To find out who we are will.
Why is that the purpose of life? Because God also has a purpose in it all. The purpose for God is that God should meet God in a moment of our enlightenment. For that meeting was everything you see around you – and everything you don’t see – made.
How to accomplish our purpose? With the second of this Trinity – Love. The Divine Plan calls for Love to coax and educate all of us from a state of not-knowing who we are to a state of knowing.
Love is all there is and, materially speaking, is not. Everything is made from it, persists by reason of it, and recedes because of it.
Love attracts, but it also repels. Love has a voice. She calls herself the Divine Mother. The Heavenly Father does not speak or stir. She is the Voice in the Silence and the universal creative vibration – and everything else.
Why Peace? Because in Peace, the ego is quiet. The mind is quiet. We are quiet.
In peace, I’m almost agreeing to withdraw myself, put myself aside, and be silent. That turns out to be necessary because what I consider “myself” turns out to be inaccurate. And yet I’m chattering away, presenting it as “me.”
In the space thus created, first the Self and, I’m told, eventually the All manifests. Consciousness flips itself inside out and the Self becomes the All. The story ends the minute that happens.
There’s no more “me” to tell you anything. Like Ramakrishna’s salt doll, I’ll have dissolved in the Ocean of Love. Now who is there to tell you its depth? (3) He explains:
“If ever a salt doll ventures into the ocean to measure its depth, it cannot come back and give us the information. It melts into the water and disappears.” (4)
“Man becomes silent when It is attained. Then the ‘I’, which may be likened to a salt doll, melts in the Ocean of Existence-Knowledge-Bliss Absolute and becomes one with It. Not the slightest trace of distinction is left.” (5)
Knowing the Truth has occurred through loving the One and surrendering the self in peace.
I’m being drawn in that direction. It’s definitely counter-intuitive, not what the times seem to call for. But irresistible when it goes past a certain point.
As inconvenient as it may be – and maybe impossible – this is one I need to follow up on.
An hour later I went for a very slow walk in the sunshine and a man came up to me and implied he thought I was a government agent, “watching people.” How ironic. I simply feel peaceful.
Footnotes
(1) I had a vision experience in 1987 that showed this to me. See “The Purpose of Life is Enlightenment – Ch. 13 – Epilogue,” August 13, 2011, at https://goldenageofgaia.com/2011/08/13/the-purpose-of-life-is-enlightenment-ch-13-epilogue/
(2) See “The Longing for Liberation,” August 20, 2010, at https://goldenageofgaia.com/2010/08/20/the-longing-for-liberation/
(3) One day a salt doll went to measure the Ocean. But it could not because the moment it immersed itself in the Ocean it dissolved. Now who is there to tell you the depth of the Ocean? One of Sri Ramakrishna’s favorite parables. (See, for instance, Paramahansa Ramakrishna in Nikhilananda, Swami, trans. The Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna. New York: Ramakrishna-Vivekananda Center, 1978; c1942v, 257.)
(4) Ibid., 257.
(5) Ibid., 148.
Past a Certain Point | Steve Beckow
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