Comments on: The Saga of Decluttering Continues http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm Listening to The Voice Within Wed, 08 Feb 2012 23:21:29 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.2.3 By: Gloria http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52684 Gloria Sun, 14 Dec 2008 10:21:03 +0000 http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52684 Already, to know such fine good-hearted Heavenreaders over the internet gives so much joy. To actually be with them in a sustainable community setting -- like the spiritual center in Argentina -- would be overwhelming joy. Can you imagine stepping out your door every morning and finding everyone there with a smile! Already, to know such fine good-hearted Heavenreaders over the internet gives so much joy. To actually be with them in a sustainable community setting — like the spiritual center in Argentina — would be overwhelming joy. Can you imagine stepping out your door every morning and finding everyone there with a smile!

]]> By: One http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52680 One Sun, 14 Dec 2008 09:51:54 +0000 http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52680 I love reading the writings from everyone here! There is a beautiful innocence. I wonder how we would get on physically living together in an intentional sustainable community setting. Oceans of Love I love reading the writings from everyone here! There is a beautiful innocence. I wonder how we would get on physically living together in an intentional sustainable community setting.

Oceans of Love

]]> By: Jochen http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52452 Jochen Fri, 12 Dec 2008 17:43:58 +0000 http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52452 I don't know what kind of sense that makes, Charles, but it does. Besides, steam locomotives really is one of the most difficult things around. Generally, I'm not nostalgic and perfectly able to throw out anything at all, even loving it, but the memory of steam locomotives - oh, my. What is it? Without clinging to it, what is it? I think it's not just backward orientation. I think it's really our "future". Being at home in that vastness of hissing steam an whistles, only without steam and whistles. At home in Oneness. That's what it was about right from the beginning. Perhaps diesel engines and most of the music today don't have souls any more the way they used to. WE are to en-soul everything. And there is beautiful music today, not too much, but as soulful as it gets. A "pit of misery" breeds powerful longing. Longing for where we belong always always I don’t know what kind of sense that makes, Charles, but it does. Besides, steam locomotives really is one of the most difficult things around. Generally, I’m not nostalgic and perfectly able to throw out anything at all, even loving it, but the memory of steam locomotives - oh, my. What is it? Without clinging to it, what is it? I think it’s not just backward orientation. I think it’s really our “future”. Being at home in that vastness of hissing steam an whistles, only without steam and whistles. At home in Oneness. That’s what it was about right from the beginning. Perhaps diesel engines and most of the music today don’t have souls any more the way they used to. WE are to en-soul everything. And there is beautiful music today, not too much, but as soulful as it gets.

A “pit of misery” breeds powerful longing. Longing for where we belong always always

]]> By: Charles Fines http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52449 Charles Fines Fri, 12 Dec 2008 16:32:41 +0000 http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52449 I have this problem too. Big time. A good part of the reason is just that I am lazy about such things, and a pack rat to boot. But what seems to me to be a valid part of the dilemma is that part of my job description seems to be that of provider of material resources in difficult times to come. Is that a fantasy, an excuse, a way to stay in the trap of material living? I dunno. In the story of the grasshopper and the ant, seems to me that most people around me are grasshoppers and could use an ant, but perhaps that story isn't in God's storybook. What about Noah, who had to store up a year's food for his family plus a boatload of critters, or Joseph who stored up seven years for a whole nation? On the other hand Jesus traveled around for three years pretty much with the clothes on his back and a toothbrush. What I know is that if I do manage to toss out a pile of "junk", sure as certain before long I am going to need something that was in that pile. What I also know is that God repeatedly is saying to let go of the past, and there is reluctance and pain involved with that, just like in cleaning up physical junk. Public television is conducting its semi-annual pledge drive right now and they show some great programs to hook people into pledging. I watch these from time to time with a detached observation even as I enjoy them. A common theme to many is nostalgia, which of course is aimed at older people presumably more in a position to give. Music from the past, oldies but goodies, is very popular, and I often find myself crying as I watch and listen. Last night I watched a program on old steam locomotives that are being kept running today and I found myself crying. Crying over old trains, for crying out loud, what kind of sense does that make? The people running and riding on these trains said it plain and clear. Those old iron beasts that I remember so well from my childhood had souls, souls that are missing in the diesel engines that replaced them. Just like soul is missing in most of today's music, at least to my perhaps prejudiced ears. Do I want to go back to those times? I don't want to go back one minute, each minute lived is another minute farther out of what I remember as a pit of misery. And yet I cry over those times with what seems like great fondness, and somehow this is all connected with the piles of junk that surround me, weighing me down, and God's gentle but persistent nudges to let go of the past. I have this problem too. Big time. A good part of the reason is just that I am lazy about such things, and a pack rat to boot. But what seems to me to be a valid part of the dilemma is that part of my job description seems to be that of provider of material resources in difficult times to come.

Is that a fantasy, an excuse, a way to stay in the trap of material living? I dunno. In the story of the grasshopper and the ant, seems to me that most people around me are grasshoppers and could use an ant, but perhaps that story isn’t in God’s storybook.

What about Noah, who had to store up a year’s food for his family plus a boatload of critters, or Joseph who stored up seven years for a whole nation? On the other hand Jesus traveled around for three years pretty much with the clothes on his back and a toothbrush.

What I know is that if I do manage to toss out a pile of “junk”, sure as certain before long I am going to need something that was in that pile. What I also know is that God repeatedly is saying to let go of the past, and there is reluctance and pain involved with that, just like in cleaning up physical junk.

Public television is conducting its semi-annual pledge drive right now and they show some great programs to hook people into pledging. I watch these from time to time with a detached observation even as I enjoy them.

A common theme to many is nostalgia, which of course is aimed at older people presumably more in a position to give. Music from the past, oldies but goodies, is very popular, and I often find myself crying as I watch and listen.

Last night I watched a program on old steam locomotives that are being kept running today and I found myself crying. Crying over old trains, for crying out loud, what kind of sense does that make?

The people running and riding on these trains said it plain and clear. Those old iron beasts that I remember so well from my childhood had souls, souls that are missing in the diesel engines that replaced them. Just like soul is missing in most of today’s music, at least to my perhaps prejudiced ears.

Do I want to go back to those times? I don’t want to go back one minute, each minute lived is another minute farther out of what I remember as a pit of misery. And yet I cry over those times with what seems like great fondness, and somehow this is all connected with the piles of junk that surround me, weighing me down, and God’s gentle but persistent nudges to let go of the past.

]]> By: Jacqueline http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52447 Jacqueline Fri, 12 Dec 2008 16:02:44 +0000 http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52447 Gloria, I have seen your home cluttered and de-cluttered, and I will tell everyone this: Gloria's house is like a new place, so roomy and lighter. Also, Gloria, please give yourself lots of kudos for doing the enormous job you have done so far - Nancy helped this summer, and other people have helped to. You have progressed in giant leaps! The few little things you have left to sort will take a small amount of time. You will be done in a flash! Don't worry, be happy. love, Jacqueline Gloria,
I have seen your home cluttered and de-cluttered, and I will tell everyone this:

Gloria’s house is like a new place, so roomy and lighter.

Also, Gloria, please give yourself lots of kudos for doing the enormous job you have done so far - Nancy helped this summer, and other people have helped to. You have progressed in giant leaps!

The few little things you have left to sort will take a small amount of time. You will be done in a flash!

Don’t worry, be happy.

love, Jacqueline

]]> By: Jochen http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52427 Jochen Fri, 12 Dec 2008 13:56:49 +0000 http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52427 "why oh why" First answer: So you can go on telling us these delightful stories. Second answer: Stop thinking! Just turn it over to .... what was the name of that lovely friend of yours who knows how to make short work of these things? “why oh why”

First answer: So you can go on telling us these delightful stories.

Second answer: Stop thinking! Just turn it over to …. what was the name of that lovely friend of yours who knows how to make short work of these things?

]]> By: Margaret W http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52420 Margaret W Fri, 12 Dec 2008 13:26:26 +0000 http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/the-saga-of-decluttering-continues-completion.htm#comment-52420 Is there a way to tune in to the voice of the part of you, the "something in me [that]resists finishing it" that is holding on to all these things, a way to listen while that voice tells you all it has to say? Instead of ignoring the voice or trying to override it? God-writers have the experience of "turning the dial" to God's voice from within Us; I think we can experience listening to other parts of ourself as well. I have sometimes been able to listen to my body, when it has had sonething to tell me that I needed to know. Or perhaps these questions are ones God will answer in personal God-writing? Probably you have done this already! Anyway, in my experience, these resistances always do have something to tell me about myself. This month, I am on another "simplifying my life" spree, so I am having to make some similar decisions, what to keep, what to let go of. Loving you, dear friend! Is there a way to tune in to the voice of the part of you, the “something in me [that]resists finishing it” that is holding on to all these things, a way to listen while that voice tells you all it has to say? Instead of ignoring the voice or trying to override it? God-writers have the experience of “turning the dial” to God’s voice from within Us; I think we can experience listening to other parts of ourself as well. I have sometimes been able to listen to my body, when it has had sonething to tell me that I needed to know. Or perhaps these questions are ones God will answer in personal God-writing? Probably you have done this already! Anyway, in my experience, these resistances always do have something to tell me about myself. This month, I am on another “simplifying my life” spree, so I am having to make some similar decisions, what to keep, what to let go of. Loving you, dear friend!

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