How do we know what is our facade?

facade self

We need to talk about our facade if we want to change: we need to understand why we have it, want it and feel about it to change and we can’t have a relationship with God in our facade. God wants a relationship with the real us. Today, I was talking to someone about our facades and how ingrained it is: how convinced we are that it is us and so live in a lot of denial that we live in this facade at all and hate it being confronted because we want it so much. In fact, in our current society we are even encouraged to live in facade: through social media, celebrity, vanity, work, families and constantly judge anyone who does not fit our version of “the norm.” We are constantly projected at to not be ourselves and we do the same to others. The older we get the more ingrained our facade gets so it can seem like an almost impossible task to crack through this tough shell. It isn’t easy and Jesus describes the deconstruction of the facade as the hardest thing you’ll ever do.

A blog I wrote 2014 was about this cracking of that shell: https://thetruthofitall.co.uk/category/the-three-selves/ . When I read it now I can actually see that I was in a lot of facade writing it. I had had some intellectual realisation, but not a soul-based emotional realisation and hence here I am still in facade most of the time… I am clear evidence that without emotionally feeling about my facade, why I have it and the sin in having it, nothing really changes.

I don’t think in 2014 I really understood the depth of my facade or my fears about letting it go; my addiction to it and its addictions. I am still learning, but I am now trying to pay more attention to it and this involves a lot of cringing; a lot saying to myself “Maxine, you’re in facade, what are afraid of feeling; what are your avoiding?” or not paying attention and staying in facade for whatever reason i.e.  I want something from my environment/ am willing to barter myself for this.  I thought it would help if I share what helps me and some information that really gives me no excuse for not knowing when I am in facade. I will put the links below this post, if you want to read or watch in more detail.

In 2014 Jesus and Mary ran their second assistance group which contained essential information for anyone wanting to know how to progress, including information on understanding the three parts of ourselves that currently exist: the real self (the undamaged self God created), the hurt self (created by your environment and yourself) and the facade self (created by your environment and yourself to avoid the other two selves). Jesus had talked about this material before, but these talks brought together previous information in a very clear and direct way. Part of the reason was many people had been listening to Divine Truth for years by then (it was 2 years for me at the time, but of course it’s 7 years for me now) and showing no progress, because they had not understood or more likely not wanted to know that they were in facade and why that is such a big problem. I recommend listening to these talks as many times as you need to.

But also on the website Jesus published an outline for each talk and I have printed off the “Understanding Self: Introduction” because it summaries why we are stagnant and don’t develop our real selves and gives a fairly comprehensive list of adjectives about each self and I use this list to help me identify when I am in facade.  For more detail, please refer to the links below this post.

But just to give you an idea, this is what Jesus says and it taken directly from his outline on www.divinetruth.com:

My real emotional self:

  • Is sensitive, aware, perceptive and insightful
  • Is expressive, animated, communicative, open and unrestrained
  • Is honest, truthful, sincere, frank, candid, blunt and transparent
  • Is adventurous, courageous, daring, bold, creative, brave and audacious
  • Is curious, inquisitive, questioning, probing, searching and enquiring
  • Is emotional, feeling and sensing
  • Can develop to become wise, intelligent, clever, gifted and logical
  • Can develop to become sensible, practical, responsible, accountable, dependable and rational
  • Can develop to become loving, caring, kind, gentle, considerate and compassionate

[Beautiful hey?]

My hurt emotional self:

  • Is pained, hurt, aggrieved, wounded, injured, upset, and distressed
  • Is timid, nervous, shy, fearful, hesitant, apprehensive, cautious and concerned
  • Is fragmented, disjointed, uneven, suppressed, dormant, undeveloped, concealed, embryonic
  • Is humiliated, shamed, embarrassed, disgraced, unfavoured, and self-conscious
  • Is rejected, discarded, unwanted, and unneeded by others
  • Is angry, rebellious, self-absorbed, self-centred, and lacks awareness of surroundings

Now wait for this one – it’s quite a list and when you start to feel your facade it’s going to feel pretty yucky and you can see why it’s not good. Do you recognise yourself?

My façade emotional self:

  • Loves addiction, compulsion, obsession, urges, cravings, fixation and mania
  • Loves bullying, force, harassment, oppression, repression, coercion and manipulation
  • Loves abuse, cruelty, nastiness, meanness, brutality, viciousness and unkindness
  • Loves resistance, conflict, confrontation, disagreement, quarrel and squabbling
  • Loves arrogance, condescension, superiority, conceit, disdain, pride and egotism
  • Is insensitive, unaware, lacks perception or insight
  • Is un-expressive or false in its expression, pretending and made up
  • Is unanimated or false in its animation, lethargic or forced vibrancy
  • Is closed, reserved, controlled, forced, guarded and untrusting
  • Is dishonest, untruthful, insincere, lacks frankness, opaque and is not candid
  • Is prying, interfering, snooping, nosy, meddling, intrusive, invasive and pushy
  • Is unemotional or falsely emotional, unfeeling, unwise, dumb, stupid, and illogical
  • Is fixed, immovable, predetermined and rigid
  • Is apathetic, lazy, disinterested, uninvolved, bored and unconcerned
  • Is unwise, imprudent, thoughtless, irrational, reckless, irresponsible and careless
  • Is selfish, self-absorbed, self-centred, narcissistic and vain

So there you go, it’s a great list and very helpful. Now don’t be, as I have done, hard on myself about it (that’s your facade and an addiction anyway) – just be honest and if you want to understand more see the links below. Hope it helps and thank you to Jesus and Mary for such great information. . I am a beginner in really starting to understand this so please refer to the experts, so to speak – those who have deconstructed much of their facade (walked the walk)  and know the benefits of doing so, including understanding in their hearts God’s truth on this subject.

Each link is either a document of the outline of a talk and/or the YouTube video of the talk itself. This is not a comprehensive list, please go to the divinetruth.com website under downloads for the complete series of talks in the assistance groups of 2014, which introduce the topic and 2016 where there is more wonderful information on the creation and deconstruction of the facade and development of the real self.

https://www.divinetruth.com/docts/2014/20140729-1400-1400-jesus-dt-agp-lintro–Understanding%20Self%20Introduction–en-outline.pdf

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VXaVvi0xXck&feature=youtu.be

https://www.divinetruth.com/docts/2014/20140730-1100-1100-jesus-dt-agp-lintro–Understanding%20Self%20Deconstructing%20the%20Facade%20Self–en-outline.pdf

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V-qDtsGiikA&feature=youtu.be

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTjpad9xQGU&feature=youtu.be

https://www.divinetruth.com/docts/2014/20140731-1145-1145-marym-dt-agp-lintro–Introduction%20to%20Addictions–en-outline.pdf

https://www.divinetruth.com/docts/2016/20160604-1410-1410-jesus-dt-agp-ledmls–The%20Creation%20of%20My%20Facade–en-outline.pdf

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ynXrm3omg6Y&feature=youtu.be

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Made For You

You know that moment when his lips are the most beautiful, delicate thing…

That you long to touch,

Gently and softly with your own.

Where his cheek

And every detail of his face

Makes your heart leap in wonder,

At who he is

This yours.

This one you’ve been waiting for

In moments of softness.

Where to stroke your hand along his skin

Feels the best privilege of your life.

And his smile

Makes your heart crumble.

Where it doesn’t matter where he’s been,

But only that he is

Yours,

And you his.

All your life you had this feeling

He was there somewhere.

In a dream,

A breath,

A thought,

A heartbeat.

Even when you felt so lost,

And your heart lay shattered in a million pieces.

You hoped he knew you were there,

Somewhere too.

Where a lifetime of hurt,

Had so far prevented you

From finding him,

Because you struggled to find yourself.

Until the day you realise

That to find yourself was the only way to find him.

So now as you pick up the tiny pieces of you.

You start to get a tiny sense

Of him.

A flash of a cheek,

A lip, a jaw,

A sense of his strength,

Because you start to find your own;

A sense of his heart,

When you learn to feel your own.

From the desire to find yourself

Your longing for him begins.

Some curiosity at who you might be

And who he is

Who was made for you.

You know what his passions may be

Because you’re finding yours.

You’ll know his silly sense of humour

Because you have it too.

The flash of a cheek,

The corner of his mouth,

His breath close to yours.

A waking dream or a sign of something?

Each piece of yourself you find

Is a step closer to him:

To the one

Made for you.

And it starts not to matter

How long it will take.

But only that you keep walking towards yourself,

Because time and God are on your side

And his.

Maxine Bell 2019

P.S. I love you

as high as the sky - gods love

This is just a short post following on from the one I wrote yesterday, “I want to do it my way, not God’s way.” I mentioned signs, synchronicities, God letting me know He is there for me… well today something happened.

Just to demonstrate how God works in our lives the day after I posted yesterday’s blog I decided to go to church. It’s not something I do very often, because I don’t agree with their views on Jesus, a lack of truth, logic or authenticity,  but occasionally I just feel I want to be with others that have some desire for God, to help me feel my own emotions about Him. Religions have some issues, but there are sincere people searching for God and I find it humbling to see. So I went today and a very passionate sermon was preached and a number of things hit my heart:

  • Don’t ever give up ( so, so apt right now).
  • To get to the promise (the mountain top) you have to go through a process – there is no magic leap from A to Z, so to speak. In fact the process is what helps us grow, learn, build faith.
  • When you are in the valley ( the depths of your life/the difficult times) remember it is a place where seeds grow.
  • Remember that you are not just a number, you are not just nothing, you are a child of God and God wants you to bring what you have to give, what he made you to be.
  • He wants you to take action, he wants you to stand up as you are and offer to the world and every time you hold back being all that you can, you lose out, but so does the world, because every child of God has a reason for being, a song to sing that only they can give.

It was a emotional for me in that church and it felt like the pastor was looking right at me at times. I am so amazed and so grateful that God never gives up on me and is constantly showing me this. He sees my fear of the mountain I have to climb, but He has faith in me, He has faith in his creation – and that is despite all my error, my mistakes, my failures, my sin.

So tonight was just one wonderful example of God showing me He is there right behind me waiting for me to turn and look His way and surrender to His Love. Grace follows us everywhere.

Here is the inspiration that Marianne Williamson wrote in relation to this:

‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within in.

I want to do it MY way, not God’s way!

tantrum child

I just watched a film called “Run the Race,” (its on youtube) and the last lines in it were “You can either run from God or to God and for a long time I was running from God, but I tell you, turn around and embrace Him because He’s just there right behind you and He loves you like crazy.”

And there it is my message from God, one of the many that come my way every day since I got back from Australia, regardless of how I have felt – and I have hit some really low points, God has never stopped sending me messages or signs. Many would say that is just my interpretation and maybe it is, but too many synchronicities, too many drops in the ocean of my anger, despair and shame have stood out.

Returning to England after the Volunteer Selection Programme I felt initially relieved to back in the familiar. But within a few days I knew I was angry – angry that I hadn’t received the approval; the validation that I was okay really; the reassurance that God understood my sin – the reasons why I had done these things; the excuses I have used and the pain I have felt: He got that I was messed up and I was a bit of mess, but “it wasn’t that all that bad really.” I wanted to know that God was as convinced of my good girl facade as I was. I had thought that my “trying” was enough – after all this has been my lifelong go-to – the use of my will power and intellect.

But God is not conned and is certainly no fool and those that are growing in God’s Way of Love are not fooled either. I couldn’t fool them: they saw me, they saw my injuries, they saw me “trying.” They did see the good too and I stayed beyond the first week because I was so happy to be there, and willing at that point to hear a bit of truth. But by the second week of the VSP I was in a panic, I got overwhelmed and didn’t even recognise it because as soon as that happened I fell into my desire to “manage” it, manage my feelings, and get them under control again. When I was asked a question, instead of saying the truth, I tried to say the answer I thought they wanted and I didn’t listen. I didn’t want to speak or hear the truth – it hadn’t worked in the past and even though I was there for the truth, when it came I didn’t like it because it exposed all the unloving things I was doing to avoid my pain. Now I could have gone wow, I know what the problem is now and be humble to feel the emotions, but I didn’t. I wanted to hide from my ‘good girl’ facade being confronted, no matter that was what I was there for.

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I felt huge shame and still do feel shame that I was told I was very needy and to be blunt that has made me an emotional vampire and open to those that will either reassure me I am not or those that will use my neediness to use and abuse me: something that has happened many times already. I couldn’t emotionally feel the sin of my neediness or the position it has put me in my life. Many of my friends and family see me as a strong person: I am strong in controlling my emotions, in presenting a face to the world, that hides the fear and shame that I am inherently flawed and worthless and I am angry about the things that happened to me and I have held onto this anger, but with a smile or seriousness presented to the world. With gritted teeth, “I’m not angry and I am not terrified – I am a good girl and I will become whoever you want me to be just so that I am not hurt, judged, attacked or rejected. “

So for the first two months back home, I went into an angry state and then a depression because I wasn’t feeling it. I felt unwell, exhausted, numb, foggy, de-motivated and hopeless. I hid away in my cave, spacing out on TV and food. Then I got afraid about what was happening to me and a book fell from my shelf and a few other things – it felt like God was saying “I haven’t given up on you, don’t you give up on you either.”

So I listened to the feedback I received a couple of times and I felt the compassion and kindness in it and I recognised intellectually at least everything that was being said was right, painful as it may be, it is right.

Then I remembered the love, compassion and tenderness in the feedback.

Then I remembered that the truth was told to me so that I can change it.

Then remembered that whilst I was there I felt like I was experiencing real love for the first time in my life and it felt beautiful and different and I was curious to know more.

Then I remembered that I got to experience this new way to live, what it is like to be around people who are always truthful and that it is actually far less exhausting (even when it freaked me out).

Then I remembered all the moments, the special moments when I got to hear some of their future plans, when I got to share with friends, laugh, wonder, talk – all of us with a common interest

Then I remembered that I can no longer look at the green, rolling hills of Devon in the same way without seeing the decimation of the land from agriculture and wonder how God really made it before we stomped over it without due care or responsibility.

Then I remembered that when Jesus gave me a farewell hug I got to feel the beautiful, powerful, softness in his soul. I think I said to a friend can you receive a rainbow in a hug? I think I did. It’s there because so much of God’s Love is in his soul…. and he’s telling us we can be that.

Then I remembered that I had met other brothers and sisters, and that somehow we had all got there, that there was something in our soul wanting this – a seed that needs watering (and soil that needs a lot of weeding).

Then I remembered that I was experiencing and hearing things that very few have heard yet and what I do with this matters, not just to me, but to everyone.

So many memories and feelings about that 3 months I can’t name it all: so much magic and in such a magnificent place in the world.

I would love to say I was ready to return, because as I come out from my sulk I want to be there again and again and make much more of the opportunities I was given, but I know I have emotional work to do first. Tristan, Eloise, Jesus and Mary said they want to experience the real me and they meant that sincerely. I was confused by that, if I am honest, because I don’t know who she is. When I am alone is maybe the only time I let her pop her head up –where it’s “safe.”

Basically, I have got to walk my walk and stop just talking about it and I know I need to soften. My facade is rigid and hard and wants to hang on tight. So I have started doing things to understand why I want my facade so much and what I think I gain in this state, what I am covering up, what I am ashamed of, what I am avoiding wanting to feel. I know I have to deconstruct my facade so I am just going to try anything and everything for a while.

I’ve started reading books on God, on emotions, listening to music that opens my soul, that I can dance to as that moves something in me, and instead of hiding away in my cave, have started going to meet ups to be around people and to tune into the creativity that is in my soul – a place where I stop over-thinking, therapy, and of course listening to Jesus and Mary’s talks on the facade and addictions from 2014 and anything else that seems worth a try.

I’m going back to basics trying to re-sensitise myself – doing things with my body, listening to my body, walking and I have even come across a group for women where we can go and have a tantrum and a good scream and shout because I am still resisting feeling my anger. I start a bit and then feel like a fool, obsessed with the idea someone is listening and is going to judge me. It’s becoming a bit of a frustrating (ironically) habit so I thought if I put myself in a room with women who have similar issues, but in an environment where we will be pushed to start letting it out, it’s worth shot. I am going to experiment with whatever comes up and see what happens. I am after all breaking down a rock face J

That film that I mentioned at the beginning was one of the things that “popped up” unexpectedly and of course the main character has an issue with God – he’s angry about the things that have happened to him and he can’t pray because of it. He’s really pissed at God….

I’m not sure why God thought that would be good for me to watch 😉

But seriously, I love these ‘synchronicities.’ They happen all the time and are an indication of how much help we have. I would love to be ready to do the next VSP and wish I could re-do week two with what I have now realised about my behaviour that week, as I had such a huge opportunity to change something right there, with the gift of loving, honest people around me who would longed for me to be truthful because they care.

I feel more positive right now (today) and like the idea that God loves me like crazy. It must be crazy love to be so incredibly patient with me.

A bull in a China shop

Jesus said that when our facade is confronted, as mine was, it is the time many walk away from God’s Way and Divine Truth. I’m not walking away, but I’m having trouble letting go and really getting started, but I have decided it is better to clatter my way experimenting with different things and it might look a bit like a bull in a china shop, (if fact an angry bull might be a good description!) but it’s better than doing nothing. Then one day I can look back at this post and go .. oh boy there’s my facade, and there and there and there… thank goodness those days are over – what was I holding on for?

Gifts

When a gift is truly received in the heart, it will be seen, not hidden and locked away gathering dust.

What is the point of receiving a beautiful gift if you do nothing with it?

A gift appreciated is a gift displayed and used as intended.

When that gift is Love and Truth are you glad? Do you know it’s presciousness? Will you plant it’s seeds deep in your soul, water, nourish and tend to it? Or will you let this treasure slip through your fingers?

The choice is yours…..this choice is mine. What I do with the gifts I’ve been given is the point….

Volunteer Selection Project: Week 1, April 2019

I am currently in Australia on the Volunteer Selection Programme and the post below my introduction is written by Eloisa who is one of the Directors of Godsway Ltd who explains clearly what the ‘VSP’ is about.

I made it through week 1, but I have to work on some beliefs, attitudes and emotions that I have that are very out of harmony with Love and Truth currently and during week 2 so it is uncertain if I get to the end yet.

However, I can honestly say this is the best thing I have ever done in my life!  The gifts I have received:

  • Experiencing what real love is and does. (Huge, huge gift)
  • Discovering how different that is from my and the worlds version of ‘love’ – ie meeting addictions/bartering/co-dependency
  • Having real experiences of living God’s Way and what that entails (what real loving service is about) and what the effects are (very good!!)
  • Observing and feeling what it is like to be with people who sincerely want to Love, live truthfully and want to be themselves, rather than be in facade.
  • Receiving feedback and guidance from people who really want to know the real me and still care for me “warts and all,” but won’t meet my addictions and want me to experience real happiness and share my gifts.
  • Discovering what my main issue is in regards to my personal progress.
  • That I don’t know who I really am and that’s okay.
  • Learning more about how I feel about sin and how I justify it to “get what I want.”
  • Discovering and learning more about the environment and environmental recovery and how essential it is to put God and God’s principles back in the picture for lasting change. (I will write more on  why that is another day)
  • God’s Way is simple, not always easy, but simple, clear,  and consistent.
  • That I wasn’t deluding myself that I am a truth-seeker.
  • That I have been deluding myself that I am my facade and that this is not a sin.
  • Oh and experiencing new nature, creatures and plants!
  • There have been many other little gifts too..

Enjoy reading more below…..

God's Way

The third Volunteer Selection Project commenced on the 8th April 2019.

Background information

The Volunteer Selection Programme was the idea & design of  Jesus (Alan John Miller) and Mary Magdalene (Mary Luck) (the mentors of the programme). Jesus and Mary created the structure of the programme and have worked closely with the facilitators, Tristan Miller and Eloisa Lytton-Hitchins to come up with a variety of activities to rapidly assess the attitudes, desires, intentions and motivations of individuals who desire to volunteer for Divine Truth and God’s Way Ltd organisations.

The programme is a trial or a test period designed to identify permanent, passionate and desirous individuals who specifically desire to give to Divine Truth and/or God’s Way organisations. The duration of the programme is 14 contact days over five weeks.

The programme is like a job interview (with practical activities) to assess participants desire to give gifts to the world…

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THE SEEKER

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I am a seeker of God –

outside religion.

I am a seeker of God,

after seeking answers –

in many corners

Of my mind.

In many places –

different ‘answers:’

that didn’t give answers

to the questions

I asked.

 

I am a seeker of God –

outside religion.

I tried religion.

But it taught me

I was nothing, but sinner.

I have sinned.

But not from the start!

It taught me

I needed a saviour,

who wasn’t myself.

So I could get away with murder

because He wiped my slate clean,

every time.

 

I am a seeker of God –

but not of religion.

Religion’s God

Is angry and wrathful,

Like parents.

Religion told me,

Love and wrath

could exist side by side:

From God.

A God of Love?

Who favours?

And kills?

No logic.

In religion.

 

I am a seeker of God –

outside mysticism,

or magical

instantaneous transformations.

Pretty plasters over deep wounds

are all appearance.

Chakra clearing,

Fire burning the past.

It doesn’t work.

Just a game I played

for a while,

in my seeking.

No answers there.

No logic:

New age.

 

I am a seeker of God –

outside of ‘beliefs.’

I didn’t know it was God

I was seeking.

It was Truth

and where was Love?

It turns out that

Truth

Has a lot to do

with God.

Not ‘my’ truth,

not ‘yours:’

Absolute Truth.

It turns out that

Truth and Love

hold hands

in the heart

of God.

 

I am a seeker of God –

outside religion.

And it’s funny,

ironic, maybe

that Jesus

is back.

Helping me to

seek and find

God,

with new eyes.

A God far better

than religion

ever taught.

 

And this is Jesus –

outside of religion.

No Saviour;

No Three in One.

(what does that mean?)

He’s just a man:

A son of God,

as I am daughter.

The first man

to learn God’s True Way.

Just like,

Armstrong

was the first man on the moon.

 

So I am a seeker –

outside of religion,

who is finally

finding her answers,

to the millions of questions

in her heart.

I am seeking

and finding.

I am knocking

and the door is opening.

And it’s better

than I ever imagined.

It’s ALL Love:

NO anger in God.

It’s all Truth:

no mysticism in God.

 

You may think in my seeking

I have not found.

Or what I have said

is crazy.

But unless you ask,

you will not receive.

Unless you seek,

you will not find.

Unless you knock,

the door will not be opened.

Logic:

To find you must seek.

 

The arms of God

are broad and wide,

and there is room

for all.

The heart of God

is big enough

to contain all Universes: all life.

Yet He seeks

each individual…

You.

And you, and you…

and me.

 

A God  of awe

and wonder;

of Grace

and Mercy;

of logic and science.

A God

of creativity and intelligence.

A teacher;

a mother;

a father.

Who dreams BIG for us.

The potentials of

Divine Love and Divine Truth

received from God

are infinite and beautiful –

far beyond anything 

we currently dream. 

 

I am still seeking,

to know more;

to feel more.

I have a way to go.

But it doesn’t matter

how far I have to go.

It matters

how far I desire to go.

God feels my desire

and he’s preparing a feast –

for me!

“Father, I’m coming.

It might take me a while.

But Father, I’m coming…

Home.”

Update to website

Hi,

This week is the first time I’ve actually seen the adverts that pop up on my website and it’s pretty yucky. I have had a free WordPress for 5 years now and there have been some tough financial times in that period and as I haven’t actually seen adverts before I thought it was okay.

However, seeing the adverts and the types of adverts shocked me today and it feels very against what I’m talking about on my website and isnt nice for anyone reading my blog. When I get back to the UK in May I will look at upgrading the blog as soon as possible.

I am not very WordPress savvy and have managed on a basic level thus far and will need a bit of help and education to upgrade, but the arrival of so many adverts needs to be sorted out so apologies that you may have to put up with them at the moment.

Thank you for you patience in the meantime and I hope you will still find my posts helpful in some way.

Maxine

LEAVING THE SHORE OF SIN

shore 2

 

It’s not a great name, but it’s what I am calling it and this is where I am at. When I was born into this world I came into a world full of sin and I see it as a large shore, (clue it in being a large shore – aren’t we meant to set off somewhere?) . My parents, not choosing any different, thought it was normal to dump me on this shore where just in front of me was the sea of emotions. It’s pretty cloudy on this sin shore, not much light or life and any life that is there is tainted by the grey skies. Even the sand looks grey. I am a child and I have a natural curiosity about the water and the little light I can see in the distant horizon. I try to paddle in the water and sometimes I am successful, but my parents panic and they pull me back. They are afraid of the water and I remind them they once had the same curiosity and they don’t want to be reminded of that.

Sometimes they even punish me for going near the water: they hit me or shout at me or shout at each other about who is to blame for my curiosity and they tell me they do this because they love me. It’s hard to tell which one is more afraid and in fact what I discover is that all the adults around me agree with them: it’s not safe in the water and we must do everything we can to avoid going in there. Overtime, because of everybody’s reaction, I learn it is safer to not go near the water, even though sometimes I still want to. I then start to adopt some of the same techniques they use to avoid acknowledging the existence of the the vast expanse of water: not talking about the water, distracting myself from the water in many ways and as I grow into a young adult I am pretty much convinced by the world’s view that to go in the water is not loving and not safe.

Because we never go in the water we get covered in dirt and mud, and the layers get thicker. My parents can hardly move because they are so covered in mud.

I get very confused about love and the sea of emotions and I learn that “love hurts” so I decide to just live my life and enjoy little comforts and pleasures as much as I can. As an adult I go out into the world with these beliefs and even when I feel pain inside I do everything I can to not feel it and in fact I think there is something very wrong with me. I stand on the shore and if I forget I sometimes let my toes in, but it feels so wrong to do it, I step back. I distract myself with food, TV, sex, drinking, working, and doing. I soon start to become like all adults, covered in mud.

I’m not happy though and I start looking for answers, someone to talk to,  but find none that really help. I try to be what others want me to be, agree with them. I give them things and they give me things and it feels good for a while. I don’t feel so confused and worthless and it feels a bit like love. But things don’t go to plan and people leave my life or tell me it’s because I am not this or that.

Every now and then without me knowing the water comes up around my feet. On one level, I like the feeling and it helps me understand a few things, but then the fear creeps in and my mother and others attack me when I do it. They scream at me, “Don’t go near the water!” I don’t want to get hurt so I back off and step out of the water.

On the surface I am living, but inside I am dying. The mud gets so heavy my body starts to hurt sometimes and I feel exhausted from the effort of pretending and putting on a facade. I still look for answers sometimes, but other times I just feel hopeless. I convince the world so well that I am what they want, I lose myself and start to believe my own creation. After all this facade and not going in the water has kept me ‘safe’ and people like me and I want them too.

I have a child and I do the same with him. I convince him the water isn’t safe. In fact, I am so afraid of the water now that I do anything to not go near it, including murdering another child I was too afraid to have and harming others. I want to run away from my fear and I demand others help me do that. I want to run away from my loneliness, despair and unworthiness and I demand and get angry at the world if it doesn’t help me avoid the sea.

But over time I notice my world is getting darker, my body develops illness and disease. Every day something hurts and the mud restricts my movement. I feel lost and I don’t know how to receive or give love. My heart is turning to stone and I want to die. Then I come across people who seem happier and know things that exist that we can’t see. I am drawn in by the secret world they seem to know about, full of magical beings. I learn about things like meditation, past lives, chakra clearing. They have found all these quick fixes which I experiment with and for a while I feel better: I feel special.

A few years pass and during that time I have a relationship with a man who also likes the magic and I think it’s wonderful. I feel worthy, sexy and loved and I learn that sex can be ‘sacred.’ But within a year it comes crashing around my ears, he finds someone else and I find myself thrown into the shallows of the waters. I can not make sense of anything, I feel I may drown. I feel unworthy, unsexy and unloved and I don’t want that. I look for answers in the magic, but nothing works and I start to see that in fact it’s not really working for anyone and we are just all pretending.

I am angry and sad, standing on the shore, touching the edge of the ocean and I call for help, for truth. In the distance, I suddenly see the light again and it starts moving towards me. It lights up the sea where I stand and I can see that the water isn’t grey, it’s turquoise and clear and on the horizon there is a land that is lit up, full of colour and bright. The light tells that is where happiness and joy lives and that it’s creator, who is the Creator of all things, has been waiting for me to seek and ask. She is a being so full of love and we are her children, but like a good parent, she wants us to want the Land of Happiness. I want to be there and I learn from the light that to be there I have to swim in the sea of emotions. I have to go a journey to let go of all my false beliefs about Love and seek Truth and a desire to know my Creator, who is Divine and good.

Over the next few years, I paddle in the water a little. I call the light and I learn more about the sea of emotions, about Truth, Love and the Creator. I don’t find it easy as I am still very afraid of the sea and I am not sure who to trust. Sometimes  people around me start to attack me, if I try to swim. I am also stubborn and cross and want to do it my way! Why do I have to swim? Why can’t the Creator just send a nice little boat for me and pick me up?

Then I come to now: I am standing on the shore and the light has been teaching me again and I finally understand. I have to swim, I have to feel. In fact that is how I was made to be. The light has in fact done the same journey and I see that the light was once a man and woman like me. I cry with wonder and joy that they were like me and could now be such a beautiful light.

I am confronted with the difference and yet a longing to know what kind of light I might be. I have learnt I am only half of my light, but if I swim I will help the other half of me come to the shore and swim too and that we can live in the Land of Happiness and Joy together. But first I must face the truth of what I have become and the only way to lose the false version of me is to swim in the emotions and let all my sadness and fear go. I will have to feel my anger at the Creator too and for a while the sea will feel very choppy and dangerous, because it is so opposite to the grey shore. But, I must wash the mud off and because it is so thick it will take time.

I will need courage and a strong desire to change and I will need to be comfortable with feeling uncomfortable. I have a lot to feel sorry for, the false me and all the bad things she did and said and thought. All the pain I have had can only dissolve in the sea and it will hurt to come out, but once I feel each pain it won’t come back if I keep swimming and if I have faith, just as God does, that I can do this. He created the sea to be very special and possible for every one of us to swim in.

So here I am making the decision to swim, to keep my eyes on the horizon and let the sea wash off my mud. My toes are in, the water feels unfamiliar and I am afraid, but I am curious about so many things: what light I am, what being mud-free feels like, what the island of happiness and joy is like, how I can repair the damage, especially to my son and the other young souls I harmed.

My family are going to scream at me from the shore, I do not know where I am swimming to, but where I have been has become too painful and too restrictive. The light has given me an idea of the Love just by being the light and tells me the light of God is even greater. I am curious about the Light.

So if you are standing on the shore, feeling weighed down by mud, listening to all the voices that want you to stay there I hope I have made you curious about the sea, the Land of Happiness, the Light you can become and the idea of meeting your Creator: meeting Love face to face and Heart to heart.

Thank you God for Creativity,

Maxine

**Inspired by attending Assistance Group 4.2: Understanding Sin and Its Causes, which will be online in the next couple of months. It’s pure magic and being here has been incredible. Thank you to Mary and Jesus for an education like no other, your endless love and compassion: you walk your walk and demonstrate God on earth. I hope to repay you by joining you in the ocean instead of just talking about it!

 

 

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