Tenderness

In my last Blog I described an experience, which was one of the most important and powerful happenings in my life. Recently, several decades after that happening, I was doing some morning work chores when words began forming in my head in a manner, which I have come to associate with the format in which I feel my intuitions come to me on an especially important occasion. I should clarify briefly here that I have long believed that humanity now participates in a greatly expanded availability of intuition, to the extent that often even complex engineering problems and in the scientific disciplines are resolved in a flash by one trained in the intuitive techniques, and all this without involvement in psychic phenomena nor visions. I have personally used my own intuitive processes for report writing in research laboratory work and creative writing, of which I am extremely fond.
During my rather long and kaleidoscopic life I have known quite a number of what are often termed as searchers for the Truth, and we often continue for a lifetime our personal relationships with great enjoyment of one another. But one theme I have found coming up rather distressingly frequently and poignantly, the old bug-a-boo of sex blockages. On occasion the most wonderful and sincere find themselves blocked repeatedly in one after another relationship which starts with great promise and then tragedy ensues with a stone wall that refuses all efforts to resolve its impasse.
I love my friends, so my heart really bleeds for some of these who have gone through constant repetitions of the same stories of total frustration. I think I have prayed more on this subject than for anything else. But the incredible fact is that slowly I think I have seen a route spreading out which shows great promise of reducing and shortening the agonies these wonderful persons endure.
At this point I jump into my own intuition period that lunchtime in Paris, and without any further attempts at explanation or clarification I will copy down herewith what I regard as one of the most powerful and promising expositions of the Truth that I have ever touched.

Morning Intuition, Paris, November 16, 2007, 12:30 noon
Tenderness
In your next blog, describe God’s tenderness for humanity, for what they go through in the dream of Creation, and the agonies of separateness, in order to manifest the latency of love in the infinite individualized consciousness of God. I took you by the hand some years ago along the white hall leading to what you felt to be the door to where God our Father was sitting. You felt the intensity of his tenderness powerfully and have never forgotten that experience. Now it is time to see that all this I anticipated long ago in a discourse on love in the words, “Love is the reflection of God’s unity in the world of duality. It constitutes the entire significance of Creation.”
Now is the time when these words can be continued. It is through the processes present in Creation that the latency of love in God can manifest, and which can then be expressed within the principles of Creation as tenderness. In the past it has been assumed that it is the act of sex, which is the means of expression of love as manifested in God’s being. This was partially true in the past, even in the stages of the involution of the drop-soul, but as the force of the energy of the act of sex is gradually diminished, the manner of the expression of love within the physical domain, while still physically expressed, becomes progressively centered in acts of tenderness.
This realization will be especially helpful for those consciously and deliberately traveling on the Path, and was anticipated in your intuitions some months ago on “Tactual Sublimation.” This in turn can now be understood more simply and clearly through the more central and accurate word of “tenderness.”
Concurrent with the clarification and extensions now possible in the very important realm of love and its development and expression in Creation, it has become feasible as well to develop a strategy to preserve and utilize more productively the great forces developed in the devotional aspect of religions. This energy has long been wasted largely in animosities and wars between the various religious sects, but now will be used progressively for demolishing barriers on the Path of return to Oneness.
This, too, was foreshadowed in the press conference I gave long ago in London when I said I had not come to establish a new religion or sect, but to revivify the great existing religions and to gather them together like beads on one string.
You and others have been able to piece together the pains I have gone to in planning the forms and the energy resources needed to put this great new chain of progress in place. The acts of unconditional forgiveness of enlightened spiritual devotees you foresee as central in placing the principle of forgiveness in a key role for this great process are necessary for the salvage of the great resource of devotional energy for the future spiritual progress of humanity.

The morning intuition session closed on this note, and I likewise close this blog without further development of the exciting doors that appear to be opening in a critical area of the current development of mankind’s inner resources. I have left out large areas of intuitive inflow related to these forms that seem to have so much promise, and I will judge from reactions of readers whether I dare risk opening the door to another head of the great hydra of mankind’s need to pierce the unknowable of God’s intent, and to explain His patterns for Creation and its progeny of humans.

Tenderness in the New Age

Tenderness

While reflecting on exactly what I would include in my next blog, I had an early morning intuition which centered on a fascinating esoteric experience I had some years ago. In fact it occurred not long after my spiritual guide, as I always called him in my thoughts, had died, but under circumstances which made me extremely happy for him, as it meant his release from the excruciating pain he had undergone for several years.

The morning intuition I had on this recent occasion referred centrally to this decades ago experience with my spiritual guide, which was so beautiful and deeply meaningful in my life that I would like now to describe that happening. Then, in a second blog, as a Part II for this perhaps rather lengthy project, I will give my recent morning intuition, which curiously enough was on the subject of tenderness, which was epitomized in the event which I will now describe.

Without any memory of how I got there, I found myself walking hand in hand with my spiritual guide along a lengthy white hall, and I knew at once I had never been there before. How I got there I have to this day found no clue. Nor did I know why we were there. As I awakened to my surroundings, I simply noted the fact that I was walking with someone I adored and trusted completely, and that was enough for the moment.

After a few steps it came to my mind with absolute certainty that my guide was taking me with him to introduce me to God. Normally I would be overwhelmed by such a realization, but to my astonishment I sensed that this seemed completely normal to me and needed no further reflection. I had long known that my spiritual guide had such a relationship with the One Reality, so I found it completely normal that he would choose one day to introduce me to the One whom I had come to realize I would know sooner or later as my own Real Self.

So, no fussing around, Dusk, just get on with getting to that open door which you can now discern in the distance.

As I focussed for a moment on the open door, I found I knew with an inner certainty that could not be questioned that God Himself was inside that open door at the end of the corridor. How? It was all simply the very nature of this experience. Even the incredible seemed normal and in absolutely no need for questioning or even reflection. IT SIMPLY WAS.

A millisecond after realizing that God was inside the open doorway, I felt a surge of great tenderness swirling quietly around me. It was God’s tenderness. No question. All that formed as a question, was: tenderness for what?

As I asked the question, I knew already the answer. It was His tenderness for His children.

That was incredible, and I had to reflect quickly, and no sooner the reflection started than again I knew the answer, indelibly. It was for having had to ask them to do a very great and important job for Him: to pass long years completely cut off from all contact with their own Self which remained within the fact of infinite Oneness, which is the Truth of everything.

Dusk! Stop trying to reflect and to understand!

But I could not reflect for one moment, even, as another wave of tenderness hit me and it was all I could do to continue to stagger along with the helping hand of my spiritual guide clutched in mine. The depth and sweetness of that wave of God’s tenderness for His children hit me so hard I felt I could not stand another moment of it without bursting like a big popped balloon. But I did take the next step, and the next, and even another. And then I knew that my entire life had been changed in these few moments of uncanny inner experience and realization of the nature of the experience. Here was a secret of the nature of God so central and important that all else seemed nothing in comparison. Even the greatest heights of joy and incredible inner attainments I had sometimes thought I had achieved, were mere nothings in comparison to this. Here was Truth and Reality such as I had never imagined it. If God could have one small part of His being so incredible and full and explosive and filled with the Harmony as I was experiencing it, then what must all of God be?

As I thought of this, I wondered how I would be able to give one glance up to His face when I passed through that door?

I did not. After a few brief moments of black space interpolated in the film of the Now, I found myself doing the dishes in my kitchen and following without the slightest hesitation to raise a glass under the faucet to rinse it.

How did I get there? I don’t know. Where had my spiritual guide gone? I don’t know. How had all this happened? Stop it, Dusk!

All I can say is, that life has never been the same after that walk hand in hand down the long white hall. It is simply incredibly full and filled, whenever I pause for a moment, with the incredible sweetness of God’s tenderness for His children, whom He has asked to do a job for Him that entails being separated in a dream from the infinite tenderness and reality of Oneness that I know now as the essence of His being.