The person, the “I” of everyday consciousness, has two phases: The one who acts (participant) and the one who watches (observer).
The “I” moves back and forth between these two phases, seamlessly, never noticing.
When we draw back and consider, we’re in the observer phase. When we get up and do anything, we’re in the actor phase.
Whether actor or observer, it’s still me. But what usually happens is we remain unaware of being in the one or the other position. Consciousness has not expanded to the point where it takes in both actor and observer. Therefore we remain unaware of working in two modalities.
When the “I” of everyday consciousness acts, it does so by drawing upon its will. Its will is the spiritual capacity to move energy, to exert itself, to engage the machinery of action and propel the “I” of everyday consciousness into it. It’s as if we’re riding a bull. That bull is the will. Once told where to go and given a whack, the will (or bull) carries us the rest of the way.
So often, in the Third-Dimensional world, we used our wills to manipulate and control each other. Those are things we’re now probably going to have to unlearn, unless we want to suffer. We have to relearn instead to allow each other freedom of will or free will. It’s a universal law that we’ve been violating for millennia. We’re going to have to retrain and exercise our will muscle generally but in beneficial causes and directions.
Turning from actor to observer, when the “I” of everyday, Third-Dimensional consciousnessobserves, it usually labels and judges, evaluates and decides. Its viewpoint is separative and it creates a lot of kicking and screaming. That also has to go. It’s like an anchor that will weigh us down.
When I labeled and judged, promoted and demeaned, my life was dull. If I tasted a minute of transformative love a year, in a spiritual experience, I felt myself lucky.
Now, things are different. Having tasted what Jesus recently called “real love” for months at a time, I see all the unwholesome actions of the actor and observer phases of me and say to myself, I don’t want to be a part of that any more.
I want nothing else than love in my life. Having drunk natural-spring water, I want nothing else now.
Let the reward of every action be love. Open my heart permanently and wash away my identity in a tsunami of love.
All the rest I see as fruitless.
How many people have I asked if they’ve experienced transformative love and they say, “Oh, yes,” and it’s clear they haven’t.
Anyone who’s experienced it loses their mind to it. Anyone who has melts into it just by reflecting on the experience of it. It dissolves issues, conditioning, and worldly desires. It sweeps problems aside and provides the only answer to every predicament: itself
