Soulful fulness

Soul fullness cannot be compared with material fullness or judged and evaluated in the same way.

It is like this with the fullness of the soul: It is the same for everyone. Its form of appearance is only different. For one person, it appears like an old wrinkled, stained and flickering silent film from 1902, while the other perceives it as a brand-new Hollywood blockbuster on the big screen, digitally mastered with Dolby Digital Surround Sound in 3D technology.

But what it comes down to is this: Both films give you information. And that’s it. That’s the core of these two things that seem so different. And in this core they are the same. In this core they are equal for the addressee. The information, the content, is beyond the external form in which the information carrier appears to us. I know from experience that many will not believe me. Or they would like to believe it already, but cannot accept it as true in your self-understanding. The above words appear to them as a gracious whitewashing, with which by word play for the spectator of the silent movie something is to be made out of nothing after all. Meaningless feel-good fluff. „Everything is allowed. Who knows what it is….„. When I work in groups with soul journeys, there are always those who are given the information as in a big colorful feature film, while others are given the dark and flickering silent film or even „only“ the black emptiness.

It pains me every time again when I see and feel how the latter compare themselves with those with the colorful perception and how they become smaller when another speaks at length about many experiences on their soul journey. And how set back or deceived (or confirmed in their self-image) they feel when they visibly disappointed or with the defiant courage to tell the truth – their truth – confess that they had perceived nothing except darkness and silence.

I then try every time to convey the equality of the content and the insignificance of the form and then always see silent people in front of me who nod dutifully and who, however, can be seen that they can only regard my words at this moment as feel-good fluff and gracious whitewashing of their failure or their inferior abilities. It is also of no use if I confess that my insights and perceptions are not shared with me in Hollywood format either, but also rather quietly and darkly. I then recognize that all words which want to produce rational understanding are of no use.

And then I hope – because I can’t do more than hope or pray – that they will allow this seemingly little to work in their soul and that it will be given the opportunity to develop very, very secretly and quietly and hiddenly, to blossom and bear fruit. Fruits of which the recipient may no longer even suspect that they have their origin in this oh so little that was once given to him a long time ago.

Pain must never be allowed to guide us. Our actions grow out of the fearless knowledge of our security in the meaning, of our soulfulness and of the eternal unity of everything. We always act in love for everything and everyone. There is no inner separation. Pain alone must never guide us.

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