What a hook!! Undeniably understandable…when I was 8 I made room in my bed for my Gardiam Angel…what would an 8 year boy see? Love to you Sean and thank you!
Shaun, I read that this morning and just almost knocked me off my chair from the catechism to the problem with alcohol to my quest for god of my understanding you covered it all buddy I love you you’ve been given to me as a gift. Thank you.
Thank you so much … prayers/listening. In the ACIM group I facilitate prayer would come up and I would remind the group what the course says. Do not decide in advance what the answer to your prayer will be… no preconceived idea of what idea will happen next…regardless of the form. I would share that I would ask then give it totally to the Holy Spirit and someway, somehow the answer will come. It may be a lyric in a song on the radio, a book may fall at your feet with with a title that is the answer or as I shared this experience that an answer for me came from a feral cat ( regardless of the form it takes) everything is connected. Also I would remind that Holy Spirit knows not of time. I shared the experience of the prayer answered 20 years later. ( apparently I was not ready to listen ) yet I knew when I knew…it was as if the clouds opened and was clearly in the light of Holy Spirt’s understanding was the answer. Apparently I was willing to listen as Robyn reminded us.
What did the 8 year old see…. Possibilities. They are invisible until you’see’ them. You said, ‘I would devote myself to following him’. Possibility and here you are sharing the Light of the Holy Spirit.
It is with a grateful heart and a thankful mind I say, Thank you 🙏
I do wonder how you deliver these pearls each week. How still you must sit to capture the word that bubbles up from the depths that will be the subject of Mondays discussion. I thank you my brother for sharing how your prayer for today’s consideration came into focus. Your frustrations from the past and the present paint a very familiar picture. I can see it , feel it and recognize the call to find another way. What I believe that eight year old boy saw/felt was the confirmation that this world is not right. That feeling of abandonment however, created the fuel for a life of deeper exploration.
A fire was lit 🔥
What came to mind while reading todays submission was the poem that Helen Schucman wrote called, A Jesus Prayer.
I believe the opening line is…
“ A Child, a Man and then a Spirit come in all Your loveliness. “
I have no idea what you saw because I truly know nothing but…. I can take a guess if you like. And that would be that you perhaps you saw an empty stairwell with the body’s eyes, but that with your inner eyes that you saw that your path was to interact with others, to commune with the children playing, or in fact all those in your life at the time, and to learn and teach free of the restraints of a dogmatic religion. After all to commune with others is to express love.
To commune is to love, as to attack is to call for love. This is the journey.
So perhaps you saw yourself stood at the top of the stairwell with your eyes of truth.
Please don’t give up your Monday writing and communing, we need you to communicate the words of love and to remind all of us the truth of love that is the only true reality. Jesus did not, not show up for you, He showed you through your writing the path that would help you, and others on the pathway Home. We cannot do this journey on our own.
Well just a guess I know and may be a long way from what you saw, but I think that maybe the end result of you as a teacher of communicating love is still true.
Sean i was that little boy to. The first I heard of Jesus was my teacher reading from the book of john,I was eight then and can still remember the beautiful warm feelings that it gave me. But from then on I was unaware of any kind of love neither in the church or my family. It was guilt and fear. I prayed intermittently but was totally alone I don't pray sean ,I've tried many times inwardly knowing my prayer was dishonest. I follow the course and i believe that it is prayer its logic gives me that warm feeling I had almost eighty years ago. I may yet pray but but I've no fear the driveness has gone driven out by the gentleness and logic of the course and it's teachers. Tell me Sean if I'm wrong just don't tell me what you think I would like to hear. And thank you for this post and all the others i so look forward to them
I was having a discussion last Friday with a good friend of mine around this very topic. I find asking for specifics in my life to cause a lot of internal stress, which goes against my intuition of allowing whatever to happen and accepting whatever comes up.
Despite this, the temptation to ask for this person to act in this way , or this situation to turn out that way, at the time of my asking, tends to be my default model.
My friend offered me some beautiful words of encouragement and your Monday message came along at the right time. Just by coincidence... my current read through of the Text included Chapter 9 last evening. So thank you.
Hi Sean. Talk about synchronicity! After moving from penning thrillers to writing spiritual articles in a Course community about a year ago, I decided to make the move to Substack in 2024. Like you, I have committed to a weekly post, and each Monday, I struggle and send up a “can I get a little help here, or what?” I mentioned this to a Course friend just now and she said, “Did you read Sean today? He expressed the same sentiment.” So, I mosey over and WOW! First, I was that kid in catechism class, or “release time” as we called it in public school. I grew up to be a catechist and the workbook they handed me made me groan just as much as my former 8-year-old self had. I may have tweaked the lessons a bit. I taught the kids various ways to pray and meditate. We broke down The Lord’s Prayer so fifth graders could make sense of all those “arts, halloweds, and trespasses.” We set concepts they had to learn for their Confirmation to their favorite rap songs. We discussed their experiences with God. That class was alive! It reinforced the importance of meeting people where they are on the spiritual path. That is what I have felt guided to do with my new Substack account. The Course is my path today, but I recognize that truth exists on other paths as well and wouldn’t it be great if we could all compare notes on that and really listen to one another? By the time I got to section III of your post, I was one, big goosebump. The same thing had just happened to me minutes before. And here I am. I know what you saw, Sean, because I saw it, too. Peace and love to you, brother.
HI Sean, thank you for your great post. I guess that I am in communion as long as I observe, question and correct my perception so that I see always either love or a call for help/love. 🙏
Sean, you hit the nail on the head again. "The Holy Spirit extends from your mind to his, and answers you. You cannot hear the Voice for God in yourself alone, because you are not alone (T-9.II.6:2-5)." I had to write this down because I always think I will hear a voice in my mind.... but it is not so. I will hear it through my brothers/sisters. Thanks again for another great post. I really do appreciate them.
Thank you for this beautiful reminder about prayer. One of my favorite Course quotes is “The Holy Spirit’s voice is a loud as your willingness to listen”, not sure where it is in the text. ❤️❤️❤️
What a hook!! Undeniably understandable…when I was 8 I made room in my bed for my Gardiam Angel…what would an 8 year boy see? Love to you Sean and thank you!
Shaun, I read that this morning and just almost knocked me off my chair from the catechism to the problem with alcohol to my quest for god of my understanding you covered it all buddy I love you you’ve been given to me as a gift. Thank you.
Thank you so much … prayers/listening. In the ACIM group I facilitate prayer would come up and I would remind the group what the course says. Do not decide in advance what the answer to your prayer will be… no preconceived idea of what idea will happen next…regardless of the form. I would share that I would ask then give it totally to the Holy Spirit and someway, somehow the answer will come. It may be a lyric in a song on the radio, a book may fall at your feet with with a title that is the answer or as I shared this experience that an answer for me came from a feral cat ( regardless of the form it takes) everything is connected. Also I would remind that Holy Spirit knows not of time. I shared the experience of the prayer answered 20 years later. ( apparently I was not ready to listen ) yet I knew when I knew…it was as if the clouds opened and was clearly in the light of Holy Spirt’s understanding was the answer. Apparently I was willing to listen as Robyn reminded us.
What did the 8 year old see…. Possibilities. They are invisible until you’see’ them. You said, ‘I would devote myself to following him’. Possibility and here you are sharing the Light of the Holy Spirit.
It is with a grateful heart and a thankful mind I say, Thank you 🙏
PS - I disliked Catechism too 😅🥰
I do wonder how you deliver these pearls each week. How still you must sit to capture the word that bubbles up from the depths that will be the subject of Mondays discussion. I thank you my brother for sharing how your prayer for today’s consideration came into focus. Your frustrations from the past and the present paint a very familiar picture. I can see it , feel it and recognize the call to find another way. What I believe that eight year old boy saw/felt was the confirmation that this world is not right. That feeling of abandonment however, created the fuel for a life of deeper exploration.
A fire was lit 🔥
What came to mind while reading todays submission was the poem that Helen Schucman wrote called, A Jesus Prayer.
I believe the opening line is…
“ A Child, a Man and then a Spirit come in all Your loveliness. “
Your loveliness is a gift to us All.
Have a Blessed Week ❣️
Annie
Well Sean,
I have no idea what you saw because I truly know nothing but…. I can take a guess if you like. And that would be that you perhaps you saw an empty stairwell with the body’s eyes, but that with your inner eyes that you saw that your path was to interact with others, to commune with the children playing, or in fact all those in your life at the time, and to learn and teach free of the restraints of a dogmatic religion. After all to commune with others is to express love.
To commune is to love, as to attack is to call for love. This is the journey.
So perhaps you saw yourself stood at the top of the stairwell with your eyes of truth.
Please don’t give up your Monday writing and communing, we need you to communicate the words of love and to remind all of us the truth of love that is the only true reality. Jesus did not, not show up for you, He showed you through your writing the path that would help you, and others on the pathway Home. We cannot do this journey on our own.
Well just a guess I know and may be a long way from what you saw, but I think that maybe the end result of you as a teacher of communicating love is still true.
Love and Blessings as always, Suzy x
That was brilliant Sean, exactly what I needed to hear !! AMEN 🙏
Sean i was that little boy to. The first I heard of Jesus was my teacher reading from the book of john,I was eight then and can still remember the beautiful warm feelings that it gave me. But from then on I was unaware of any kind of love neither in the church or my family. It was guilt and fear. I prayed intermittently but was totally alone I don't pray sean ,I've tried many times inwardly knowing my prayer was dishonest. I follow the course and i believe that it is prayer its logic gives me that warm feeling I had almost eighty years ago. I may yet pray but but I've no fear the driveness has gone driven out by the gentleness and logic of the course and it's teachers. Tell me Sean if I'm wrong just don't tell me what you think I would like to hear. And thank you for this post and all the others i so look forward to them
I was having a discussion last Friday with a good friend of mine around this very topic. I find asking for specifics in my life to cause a lot of internal stress, which goes against my intuition of allowing whatever to happen and accepting whatever comes up.
Despite this, the temptation to ask for this person to act in this way , or this situation to turn out that way, at the time of my asking, tends to be my default model.
My friend offered me some beautiful words of encouragement and your Monday message came along at the right time. Just by coincidence... my current read through of the Text included Chapter 9 last evening. So thank you.
❤️
Hi Sean. Talk about synchronicity! After moving from penning thrillers to writing spiritual articles in a Course community about a year ago, I decided to make the move to Substack in 2024. Like you, I have committed to a weekly post, and each Monday, I struggle and send up a “can I get a little help here, or what?” I mentioned this to a Course friend just now and she said, “Did you read Sean today? He expressed the same sentiment.” So, I mosey over and WOW! First, I was that kid in catechism class, or “release time” as we called it in public school. I grew up to be a catechist and the workbook they handed me made me groan just as much as my former 8-year-old self had. I may have tweaked the lessons a bit. I taught the kids various ways to pray and meditate. We broke down The Lord’s Prayer so fifth graders could make sense of all those “arts, halloweds, and trespasses.” We set concepts they had to learn for their Confirmation to their favorite rap songs. We discussed their experiences with God. That class was alive! It reinforced the importance of meeting people where they are on the spiritual path. That is what I have felt guided to do with my new Substack account. The Course is my path today, but I recognize that truth exists on other paths as well and wouldn’t it be great if we could all compare notes on that and really listen to one another? By the time I got to section III of your post, I was one, big goosebump. The same thing had just happened to me minutes before. And here I am. I know what you saw, Sean, because I saw it, too. Peace and love to you, brother.
Thank you now I know where it is in the text!
Priceless!
HI Sean, thank you for your great post. I guess that I am in communion as long as I observe, question and correct my perception so that I see always either love or a call for help/love. 🙏
Sean, you hit the nail on the head again. "The Holy Spirit extends from your mind to his, and answers you. You cannot hear the Voice for God in yourself alone, because you are not alone (T-9.II.6:2-5)." I had to write this down because I always think I will hear a voice in my mind.... but it is not so. I will hear it through my brothers/sisters. Thanks again for another great post. I really do appreciate them.
Thank you for this beautiful reminder about prayer. One of my favorite Course quotes is “The Holy Spirit’s voice is a loud as your willingness to listen”, not sure where it is in the text. ❤️❤️❤️