“I am an old man and have known a great many troubles, but most of them have never happened.” – Mark Twain
Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. (John 15:13)
But there is a greater love – to lay down one’s life for an enemy or for a stranger.
My Fall – the start of the disintegration of my soul – started at birth when I started learning to wear masks because others told me that parts of myself were not acceptable. And I believed it.
My purpose in life is to reintegrate. To, as Jung suggests, discover and make peace with those parts of my soul that I have come to believe are unacceptable and unlovable.
You cannot have love in your life if you allow your egoic mind to convince you that you are better or worse than anyone else. Love absolutely requires that you honestly look upon others – your mate in particular – as your equal, not as your slave or your master. There are no exceptions.
We often hear the expression, “Jesus died for you.” If true, and I believe it is, in what sense did he die for us?
Did he die as a blood sacrifice to redeem us from the penalty of sin? No, I can’t accept this for numerous reasons I don’t care to explain here.
I believe he died to show us that death has no hold over any of us.
Why would he do this?
Well, if our greatest fear – death – is just an illusion, then what further excuse do we have not to live deliberately and authentically, in accordance with our own values, instead of simply blindly following the values of the insane culture we live in?
The best things in life aren’t things.
Life has no intrinsic meaning to me – at least none that I’ve yet been able to discern. What is meaningful in life can only be found in the mind of the beholder.