Washing Off the Salt Water of the Ocean
Heavenletter #4883 Published on: April 8, 2014
God said:
Hold no grudges. Not against a person, yourself, the world, or God.
This is the same as letting the past go, even the past of yesterday. Every day starts with a new slate. This amounts to not collecting the old. You don’t want to accumulate it. You are not meant to be a hoarder of hurts, a hoarder of wrong-doing, a hoarder of insults or anything you don’t want. Nor, beloveds, are you to be only a collector or recollector of all the good that you have received. You are to live in what is called the present.
You can’t keep adding up your stock in life. All the right and all the wrong are to be let go. You can’t keep the past to you no matter how hard you try. You will mourn the downsides and you will mourn the happiness as well, for you cannot hold either to you, and neither can stay with you forevermore.
Memories are not all they are cracked up to be, for they are memories of what is imminently changing. Even dear memories are a flash in the pan. You can’t live in the past, not the past of long ago nor the past of a minute ago.
Life is a river that flows, and it is ever-flowing and, therefore, ever-changing. Let Us say that life is like being at the beach. You love to swim at the Ocean. Sooner or later, you have to come out of the water and dry off. Therefore, you deal with life day by day. You rinse the salt off each day, and start anew the next day which, currently, as it happens, is today.
You take a shower each morning, and so you start a new day. You would like a fresh start, and each day is anew. It must be a fresh start. You can’t carry over everything or anything. Then there would be too much in front of you, and how would you make your way through it?
Life is about being, not remembering. Certainly, you like to remember the good times. Now is today to make into a well-lived day. A day is short, beloveds. Live it today while it is still here. True, there is another day tomorrow, yet you can not only live tomorrow nor can you undo yesterday. You can only do today.
Just as you can only breathe a breath at a time, you can only live a day at a time. Of course, all this today and yesterday and tomorrow are marks on a calendar. They are here today and gone tomorrow at the same time as life is a continuum and time does not exist. The passage of time certainly seems to exist. It’s real enough in the Earthly world, yet it is myth. It is fictitious. On Earth, Eternity is split up into arbitrary slices. I was going to say that Eternity is made into moments, yet there is no moment even as I say you are to live in this moment, a moment at a time, that which refers to this time right now even though there is none of it, no time, that is. There is no extension of time.
And so, in common speech, you let the past go. You can only dream of it and only dream of the future as well, for all of this life on Earth is dream and not to be held onto. There is a new wave and another and another although the ocean is far more than waves no matter how crested they are.
And yet you do dip into the Ocean, for you are the Ocean you dip into.
This is the same as letting the past go, even the past of yesterday. Every day starts with a new slate. This amounts to not collecting the old. You don’t want to accumulate it. You are not meant to be a hoarder of hurts, a hoarder of wrong-doing, a hoarder of insults or anything you don’t want. Nor, beloveds, are you to be only a collector or recollector of all the good that you have received. You are to live in what is called the present.
You can’t keep adding up your stock in life. All the right and all the wrong are to be let go. You can’t keep the past to you no matter how hard you try. You will mourn the downsides and you will mourn the happiness as well, for you cannot hold either to you, and neither can stay with you forevermore.
Memories are not all they are cracked up to be, for they are memories of what is imminently changing. Even dear memories are a flash in the pan. You can’t live in the past, not the past of long ago nor the past of a minute ago.
Life is a river that flows, and it is ever-flowing and, therefore, ever-changing. Let Us say that life is like being at the beach. You love to swim at the Ocean. Sooner or later, you have to come out of the water and dry off. Therefore, you deal with life day by day. You rinse the salt off each day, and start anew the next day which, currently, as it happens, is today.
You take a shower each morning, and so you start a new day. You would like a fresh start, and each day is anew. It must be a fresh start. You can’t carry over everything or anything. Then there would be too much in front of you, and how would you make your way through it?
Life is about being, not remembering. Certainly, you like to remember the good times. Now is today to make into a well-lived day. A day is short, beloveds. Live it today while it is still here. True, there is another day tomorrow, yet you can not only live tomorrow nor can you undo yesterday. You can only do today.
Just as you can only breathe a breath at a time, you can only live a day at a time. Of course, all this today and yesterday and tomorrow are marks on a calendar. They are here today and gone tomorrow at the same time as life is a continuum and time does not exist. The passage of time certainly seems to exist. It’s real enough in the Earthly world, yet it is myth. It is fictitious. On Earth, Eternity is split up into arbitrary slices. I was going to say that Eternity is made into moments, yet there is no moment even as I say you are to live in this moment, a moment at a time, that which refers to this time right now even though there is none of it, no time, that is. There is no extension of time.
And so, in common speech, you let the past go. You can only dream of it and only dream of the future as well, for all of this life on Earth is dream and not to be held onto. There is a new wave and another and another although the ocean is far more than waves no matter how crested they are.
And yet you do dip into the Ocean, for you are the Ocean you dip into.
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