Wherever you are is the entry point.
~Kabir

These days life goes slowly and so do I. Yesterday I had an appointment to get a leaking cavity replaced at the dentist. The appointment was at noon, so I knew I was probably being worked in before the dentist went for lunch. Not surprisingly, it was 12:30 before I sat down in the dental chair and then I had to wait another fifteen minutes. His nurse said they were one person short on the staff today and that the dentist was finishing up with another work-in patient. He gave me novocaine and begin to drill, but I felt pain, so he had to stop and give me more. When I left, it was almost two o’clock.

My mouth was numb for hours, so I ended up eating soup for supper. Then I watched TV until bedtime. This morning it was about 10:30 when I woke up feeling groggy. I had a long dream in which my late husband told me he was leaving me for a woman at work. (The common dream theme again.)

I told my neighbors and they were horrified. I told his brother and wife and they were equally shocked. I ended up being in their wedding, a home one, that went on forever. When I woke up, I realized that my subconscious was still looking for reasons why I had been abandoned.

We are all abandoned here on earth, whether we know it or not. Being in a state of sleep is to feel abandoned. There is no work-around; we must wake up and enter a higher state of consciousness. In it, you re-enter the Father’s House and there are no comings or goings. This sounds too simple for the ego and it struggles against the rules of the House.

Most people are ruthlessly going about their own lives as if they owned them. Sadly, our country is heading for trouble as long as the Republicans have forgotten that freedom is for all, not just for them. They stormed the Capitol and will rebel in ugly ways for a long time to come.

Whatever they do, we must continue to struggle to awaken so that God’s promises might be fulfilled in us. They sound so simplistic to the “woke” ego that they are disdained. Everyone wants justice for themselves but none for their fellow man.

Sigh. Today is Saturday and I shall do nothing much but a bit of housework. Then I shall retreat within, to find the promises being fulfilled in me as always. Being still and knowing is not for sissies!

Vicki Woodyard