by
Robert Farmilo
(image of igneous intrusion)
OR: The Power of Divine Intervention into Your Very Thinking
So I was at work today. And I have a very public job. I interact with sometimes over 1000 people each day. And it is a dynamic interaction. Each encounter is mere seconds long...sometimes straying into an exchange that can last over one minute.
I usually make eye contact with each person, and there is some sort of mutual exchange that is non-verbal, too. I offer sparse detail, honed to the essence of important details...and delivered with that proto-typical genius that so very few possess.
I am really good at what I do.
Within those few moments, I inject a level of pure fun and play within the context of fulfilling my duties as proscribed by my corporate over-lords. It is a delight to everyone involved, and I do not receive any form of censure for my efforts. In fact, it is approved and lauded by those in authority over me.
No one else in my work-place does what I do...even though they have the same job. I stand out. And the results speak for the methods I employ...sometimes a bit cheeky, but always with that quintessential flair for the dignity of my customers.
Well, almost always.
Sometimes I speak words that are tinged with an ooze of judgement. Some malice creeps in to my words...a slight touch in the tone of voice, and the choice of words. I can feel the quick shift into the meanness factor.
And I can be really quite vicious, you know.
Oh...the artistry of my instant, vile hatred can propel my tongue to heights of ecstatic ridicule that few can rival. My oft quoted phrase is, "...You don't want to cross tongues with me...." I think I made that up...but I am not exactly sure.
Well, today at work...there was a moment when I started to slip into the vile invective...a small twist to a phrase...as a customer walked away after a particularly brilliant salvo of my pitch-man genius. In fact, the customer ignored me...was oblivious to my...genius.
The offer I made was generous and free, and only a noodle-headed-moron could ever fail to be stopped in their tracks by the quick wit and stunningly obvious compellingness of the proposition I'd just made.
How dare that person walk on by without paying me the slightest heed?
Or...worse...when they said, "No thanks...I'm good."
Like that is an excuse? "...I'm good?"
What? I know you're good...I want to make you better!
(actually, what I really think is that, NO, you're NOT good at all...but I can help you change that.)
Now...what has this got to do with God Consciousness?
I am glad you asked.
Today, as I was starting to say some rebukish phrase...I was stopped by the dynamic intrusion of...God.
In my thoughts, I heard the gentle but firm, "...cease and desist. Just stop. Halt. Woah. You don't have to do that. Can you feel the way that feels? Let that go. Change gears. New way. Better way. Avoid the suffering yet to come...."
Oh, there was more...and all of this was packed into a flit of a moment...a mental moment. Pure, simple, concentrated and really, really awesome.
This happened today...more than once. And it changed the tone of my day. It helped.
I let the negative tinge go that had come up from me, inside my thinking and feeling. This could best be described as the process of me being triggered by something someone else did or did not do in relationship to me-me-me. And I let this...go.
But to do this took a direct intercession by way of a dynamic intrusion...quiet, gentle...but definite...and from God.
This word I use...God...is as much me as it is you, too. And the computer screen that you are looking at...and the innards of that computer machine...and, well, everything.
In the moment, I might not perceive the person I am disliking to be...God. How could they be God? And in that moment...I am not perceiving that I am God, either. But this does not seem to stop God from being present.
I am very, very lucky to have this dynamic intrusion into my consciousness. The more I listen to the often very specific guidance...the better my life gets. And this advice is given in the moment, when it counts. And I can adjust my actions...in the moment. And it makes an immediate difference...often.
Now...today, there were a few times when I did not heed...and I could feel the shift...how I started to dance with the tricky edges of...judgement and tsk, tsk, tsk. But I could feel the difference. It was tangible. It was sticky. And it was seductive, too.
Yeah, I wanted to slime around with the gossip thing...and play with words inside the theatre of passing the 'diss on somebody else. You know, that small satisfaction you derive from being better than...even if it is only a little bit better than who ever it is.
So why should you give a flying freak flumper? Why not just have at her? Slag them all...after all, they deserve it, right? Their transgressions speak for themselves...and your commentary, my commentary is so very richly deserved.
I think part of the deal for me is my steadfast insanity of applying myself to being present with my self-awareness, and catching the thoughts as they come and go...and being present and aware...in the moment...moment-by-moment. And when I remember, referring back to the source...to the self...to God.
This means consciously engaging my self-awareness with God. Even if that amounts to me thinking the word "God" in my thoughts.
This process of being present with myself does not mean that I am tied up in saintly wonderfulness, and cannot be an earthy, freaky, flesh-man. It does mean that I get more and more pause before doing something, saying something...hurtful, mean, nasty...vengeful, and so on.
The visible benefit in my life is that I have fewer interpersonal problems...and I am learning about the tangle of conjecture that I have inside me-me-me...by way of thoughts and feelings that occlude the presence of self...and sever that other connection...such a precious connection...with my self.
This...process...includes the gradual removal of misconceptions that I have in the thought-feeling matrix of my consciousness. And these "signal errors" are being healed by consciously becoming aware of them, of their presence, and by being replaced with alternatives.
Here is an example of what I am writing about:
- I have a thought about someone
- It is negative
- My awareness catches this fact
- I experience the idea that this negative thought is partly based in a feeling
- I have a choice to make
- Continue breeding the negative association of thought and feeling
- OR do something else
I am glad you asked!
My answer will be in tomorrow's article.
In the meantime, get your copy of the book, "God Consciousness," and begin your active study of the lessons as taught to you directly by God.
This book will literally change your life...IF you apply the teaching in the book, and practice the lessons. The lessons are simple and make use of your natural ability to think thoughts and feel feelings. As you practice the lessons, you will begin to have conscious, two-way, private, personal and telepathic communication with God...with the source of your awareness.
This is so very important...I cannot stress it enough to you how powerful it is to engage, on purpose, with God. This is the living consciousness that has created...well, you. It is who you are...even though you may not know it, or believe it...or want to know it.
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All the Best!
Robert Farmilo,
Translator, TGCP
PS-I wasn't exactly thrilled with yesterday's article that I wrote. I thought it meandered around too much and didn't catch the usual traction on the singularity...like the article wasn't exactly sure what it wanted to be when it grew up. I might dive back into that article and see if it wants to be more than what it is...or...well, I think you read what I might mean.
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