The Self Knows Its Own

These days I am seeing things more clearly. I am seeing how the outer world is just the rind, as Francis Thompson said: (“The pulp so bitter, how shall taste the rind?”) It is where inevitability manifests, whether for good or evil. It must be accepted before there can be a possibility of change.

After decades of inner work, I now know myself as an unfolding mystery. Everything is in flux on the inner planes. The spirit knows its own there and that is a very good thing!

What I know about myself is pure gold, the untarnished essence of my true nature. It is what carries me through the outer world and shields me from its constant blows. Yes, the outer world is where we take our licks. In the inner world we repent and sit in silent acknowledgement that we are sinners by nature and dependent on higher forces.

“We have all sinned and fallen short of the glory of God (The World is gory, God is glory.) It would be wrong to say that we are pure spirit; that may be the case, but we have fallen very far from grace.

Today’s world is teetering on the brink. Revolution, chaos and evil in high places are on the menu. Do not order from it! Instead, seek out your soul and see where it has a chance to blossom. Then follow the old adage, “Bloom where you are planted.”

You do not have to go along with the outer world; it is not your home. Your home is in higher consciousness and has nothing to do with the world.

Let it be said that grace is what constitutes the Self and the Self knows its own.

Selah!

Vicki Woodyard