The Religious: “God is Love.” (“I want to know Him, but He is separate from me.”)

The Radiant: “Love is God.” (“I feel Her. She moves through me.”)

“God is Love.”

“Love is God.”

Do you see the difference?

No one needs to teach you about God. No dogma is required. No reading, or research, or middle-men are necessary.

You have always known Her.

Anyone who has ever loved… knows the true nature of God.

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PS: After writing this, I cracked open a fortune cookie: “When seeking the Light, ignore the reflections and go directly to the Source.”

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The Mantra of Radiance:

Surrender. Open. Flowing. Love. Light. (me). Surrender. Open. Flowing. Love. Light. (me). Surrender. Open. Flowing. Love. Light. (me). Surrender. Open. Flowing. Love. Light. (me). Surrender. Open. Flowing. Love. Light. (me).

The mystic, in surrendering control of anything, loses nearly everything.

He dissolves into Radiance.

The level of Radiance is the level of Flowing Love. The mystic surrenders his fight to be, to resist, to control. He surrenders all he has and all he was.

He gives up.

From the deepest part of his heart, he bows his head, opens his arms and surrenders: “I care nothing about my fate. Thy will be done.”

If his surrender is sincere enough, She’ll hear. If he opens to Her completely, She’ll stir.

As he fades, She grows. As he ebbs, She flows.

The less there is of him, the more there is of Her.

Through the thin outline of his shattered self, She stirs. She grows. She radiates.

In his complete surrender to Her will, She shines forth and flows.

Like a river bursting through a crumbling dam—love and joy and gratitude pour outward.

(All articles in this series: The Mantra of Mankind, The Mantra of the Soul, The Mantra of Radiance, The Mantra of Oneness)

ALBUQUERQUE, NM—Just like the personal story is the ego of the mortal, the personality is the ego of the Soul.

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CLAYTON, NM—As I drift westward—watching for Her signs, listening for Her whispers—sometimes old conditioning tries to tempt me to pick up the reins and wrest control away from Her.

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What Gives Light Must Endure Burning. The first time I heard this phrase was last week when I cracked open a chinese fortune cookie. The second time I heard it was just this morning in a daily email from The Nonduality Highlights (a quote credited to Victor Frankl).

Does She want me to write about this subject? (Synchronicity implies an omnipotent Intelligence—an Intelligence which I call Her or She). Or does She want me to burn even more?

Both, I’m sure. You can always burn more.

What Gives Light Must Endure Burning. It’s a wonderful phrase and it supports one of my favorite sayings, “The difference between a smart man and a wise man is the wise man has scars.”

My problem with most “nondual purists” (see Today’s Dusty and Dry Nondual Teachers) is that most of them don’t carry the scars from having gone through the Burning. They are all intellect and no emotion. All mind and no heart.

Look at the difference between my focus and theirs:

I write of Surrender and of the Light and of the Beauty and the Flow and the Oneness and the Balance and the Feel (and of course of Her, always of Her).

Practically all they write about is self inquiry: “Notice this, notice that, notice what is doing the noticing….” They talk as if enlightenment is all in your head.

How sad.

What Gives Light Must Endure Burning. The Light comes from burning away the intellect (see My Frog Master). From burning away the repressed emotions (see my Dark Night of the Soul). From burning away the resistance to Her (see pretty much all of 2010).

The Light comes from Surrender, from letting go and dropping into the Void. It comes from burning yourself up until you are Nothing and She is Everything.

The Light will never come from fantasizing you don’t exist.

Never.

It comes from burning…

Burning until you are Nothing, and She is Everything.

PALM BAY, FL—A few days ago, as I was driving my mother to a doctor’s appointment, I commented on the profound stillness residing within an indigent-looking man, a man who was crossing the street in front of us. My mother asked what it is that I see within people, if I see auras or something.

This morning, I received an email from a reader, kim, asking for pointers on visualizing the Light during my guided meditations.

I interpreted these two incidents as Her way of telling me it’s time to explain how I “see the Light.”

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