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PRAYING ON THE SLY - 1999
(Talking to Myself)
I turned everything over to Spirit to undo my mess by renewing my mind. But very little happened
for quite some time. So, dissatisfied with the lack of "what I called evidence," I decided to do
something about it; but there was nothing I could do. Knowing full well that Spirit was actually
revealing all things already, I prayed for things to be different.
Then things changed to my satisfaction and all was well...or so I thought. I had forgotten that
to decide how things should be when I don't know how they should be, and to ask for what I
don't understand, may get what I thought I wanted, yet cannot help but interfere. In that instant,
belief (which is unsure and founded on error) replaced faith (which is sure because it is founded
on the reality) in my mind on the stage where I'd believed I was watching the real show. Somehow,
I sensed the deviation within as feelings I identified as loss.
Be clear that creation is our state of being and, when we will allow our inventive minds to relax
long enough, the substance faith is of will appear, replacing the world of error we see. Then not
only will we have what we need, but also what we want, for our understanding will let go of time,
thereby catching up with our (formerly) future-seeking mind. In that moment, "Here", where we are,
lets go of "where we were" and "where we could be," recreating within us our true vision of the
only moment there is, and which we forgot...NOW.
To accept NOW for what it truly is without regard for what it may otherwise seem to be, allows
NOW to arise into awareness unfettered, cleanses the soul of its well-worn channels of error
and burns away the ill-begotten memories of foul vision that tempts us to doubt. (Therein is
karma transcended.)
From this renewed and whole perspective, the enemy cannot be found and what we had thought was
the shadow of death hovering over the ever-nearing event horizon, shimmers and disappears,
revealing the omnipresence of the eternal sun shining in the world where these mirages once
were thought to exist.
So, sometimes I pray on the sly and smile at how silly I can seem.
--Light Dancer
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