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Distinguishing
Spirituality from Religion:
I
say, “You’re
combining sex and religion.
I don’t believe what I’m hearing.”
“You
don’t believe what you’re hearing because
what you think you’re hearing is not the
message I’m sending.
Did I say anything about religion?”
“You
said transforming sex into a spiritual
experience.”
The moment I said the word spiritual, I
knew exactly what Jazbell meant.
The
interview I did last year with "The Devil,"
flashed into my mind, and I was instantly
in harmony with her.
Just thinking about that interview took
my mind into another dimension. Jazbell’s voice brought me back to
Earth.
“Let
me make the distinction for you between religion
and spirituality.”
“I’ve
already got the distinction, but continue,
anyway.
I’ll be interested in hearing it from
your perspective.”
“OK,"
she says. "Religion refers to any of the numerous
sets of particular organized beliefs and
practices of worship to a deity as well as to
the people who adhere to those belief systems.
Belief in any of these religious systems
is based upon what is referred to as ‘The Leap
of Faith’ and on a denial of the validity of
all the other religions.”
“You
mean like Christians, Jews, Hindus, and
Moslems?”
“Yes,
and the other religions as well. In this country, we see more of the relationships
between Catholics, Jews, Mormons, the
fundamentalist Christians, and the multiple
varieties of other Protestant religions.
If you look at the whole concept of
religion, you’ll find it’s rampant with
confusion and conflict because each religious
system claims exclusive access to the truth.
Wars, from the Crusades right up to
modern times, have been based primarily on
differing religious beliefs. 9-2
“Yeah,
that’s the mentality which says, ‘Let’s go
out and kill a Commie for Christ’.”
“Stoney,
I like your vitality and your sense of humor.”
“Why,
thank you.
May I hear about spirituality now?”
“Did
you think for a moment you wouldn’t?”
“No.”
Jazbell
continues, “By spiritual I don’t
mean the kind of one-way/my-way, rigid,
fundamentalist, religious fanaticism that has
inspired the secular elite to think of anything
religious or spiritual as a fantasy of the
foolish.
Spirituality is a completely personal and
experiential phenomenon. It’s a process where we quiet the mind, go inside our
own being, and then ask that invisible part of
ourselves to guide our lives on a day-by-day,
moment-by-moment basis.
It’s seeking and soliciting the
assistance and the guidance of (for lack of a
better term) the God within that is known, not
on faith, but rather, by experience.” 9-3
I
say to her, “God by experience?
Not by faith?
That idea is a greater threat to
organized religion than the devil himself.
If everyone believed that, churches would
be out of business.”
Jazbell
responds with, “Far from it.
Churches would do a thriving business.
They would be much more prosperous and
thus, be able to be much more helpful than they
are today.
You would, however, have far fewer
egocentric bigots peddling illusion to fill
their purses and inflate their egos.”
I
ask, “Is that the real underlying reason why
the anti-abortion peddlers call spirituality the
work of the devil?”
“That’s
how I see it.”
“That
devil!
He gets so much credit that he doesn’t
deserve.”
Jazbell
just laughs and continues.
“When you master the practices I’ll
teach you and apply the resultant guidance to
your life, your actions will be based on love,
on shared joy, on harmony with Sacred Mother
Earth, on mutual respect for everyone else’s
person and property, and on freedom for
everyone.
Allowing others to be who and what they
are will become a way of life.
Outside behavioral authorities, including
churches and police-enforcement, will become
completely unnecessary and all but
irrelevant.”
I
say, “I think I know why, but I’d still like
to hear your take on why this is so.”
“Because
each time I sit quietly and really go into the
void that transcends what we call time and
space, I attain a greater identity with the
invisible consciousness that animates the
universe. Metaphorically speaking, each time I go into the void,
I come face to face with the same God that
Jesus, Mohammed, Moses and Buddha also faced.
“Harmony
out of chaos,” I say.
“And
it’s so simple,” she says.
“The problem, over the centuries, has
been that those who proclaimed themselves to be
in control have attempted to deny everyone else
the right to personally and directly access God,
or what some now call the God-Self Within.
Others who professed to have, or were
even suspected of having, this forbidden divine
access were ostracized, condemned, burned at the
stake, banished, or otherwise disposed of.”
I
ask, “Why
did they do that?"
“Because
those who could connect to the higher source
were either under the control of the powers that
be and dared not speak other than what
controllers wanted to hear, or they were not
really visionaries at all.
A true visionary functioning outside the
established order would easily be able see the
fraud that was being peddled as truth by the
establishment.
They were also likely to speak truths
that were not welcomed by the controllers of the
status quo.
Even today, when someone publicly says
that each and every one of us is a divine being
having a human experience, he or she gets weird
looks and sideways glances, as if he or she were
an escapee from a loony bin.
Because such talk is so far away from
currently accepted beliefs, it shocks many
people.
When I say that anybody can come face to
face with the same God that Jesus, Mohammed,
Moses and Buddha faced, I mean anybody. This is not an exclusive club.”
“So
why don’t they contact their inner God?”
“They
all do — all day long — every day.
Our feelings (our emotions) are direct
communication back to us from the God-Self
Within.
It’s just that most people don’t know
that their feelings are communication from their
Higher Self, and they also have no idea how to
use those feelings or how to expand that
communication to something much grander than
simply feelings.
And worse yet, most people don’t even
realize that they have an Inner Self from which
they can get communication.”
“You’re
kidding. Feelings are communication from God? It can’t be that simple.”
“That’s
exactly what you’ve been programmed to think.
Remember, the Universe is a huge copy
machine which gives us a physical manifestation
of our dominant thoughts, attitudes, and
feelings.
If you believe that it can’t be that
simple, then, for you, it can’t be that
simple.
For those of us who believe it’s that
simple, it’s that simple.
Your feelings are your feedback from the
God Within. You feel good when you are focused on what you choose
to be or experience in your life and you feel
bad when you’re not.
I share this idea with you in much more
detail later. 9-4
As a society most of us bought the party
line which says we’re not to trust ourselves
and we’re not to trust our own feelings. Instead, we have been programmed to be sheep, to do
what everyone else does, and to rely on the
external authority figures to tell us how to
live our lives.
People, particularly men, are still
being programmed to deny and disbelieve their
feelings, and all of us have been bombarded with
countless condemnations and put downs.
As a young child, how many times did you
hear, ‘no,’ ‘you’re bad,’ ‘don’t
touch,’ or some other similar inhibitors?
Obviously, “no” was sometimes spoken for safety reasons or in other
necessary learning situations, but more often
than not, it was simply for adult convenience.
Most of us took the heavy bombardment of
excessive negativity to mean that we were
inadequate and inferior — that our capacity to
make decisions was flawed.
Those beliefs are still alive and
powerful in our adult, psychological make, and
they still causes most of us, even today, to
discount our ability to make any practical use
of our own inner wisdom.
Because of the limitations and the almost
constant negativity we receive from the outside
world, very few of us manage to hold our vision
and nurture the personal connection to our inner
selves.
Those who survive the onslaught are the
visionaries, the artists, the musicians, the
poets, the inventors, the scientific explorers.
I count my blessings and am truly
grateful to be one of them.”
“Jazbell,
I’ll bet you’d like to read the story I
wrote last year regarding my
Interview With "The Devil,"
himself.”
“I’ve
already read it."
Again
I’m pleased and surprised by Jazbell.
I’m also curious as to why she has read
my story, but my curiosity is overpowered by the
topic at hand;
so I promise myself to ask her later how
she came to read my article.
I continue with our present conversation. “Okay. The
idea of transforming sex into a spiritual
experience sounds great to me, but I must admit
that I really don’t know how to do that."
“You
may have heard the old saying, ‘When the
student is ready, the teacher appears.”
“I
have.”
Jazbell
lifts her shoulders, holds her hands out to me
with her palms up, smiles at me and says, “Well?”
My
level of excitement takes another leap upward.
I smile back and say, “Oh, Master Guru,
I humble myself at your feet.”
“So
you’re willing to accept my offer and all that
comes with it?”
I
say, “Yes, I am.”
“Are
you sure?”
“Yes!”
“Good!
And with that,” she says, “I need a
break. Would you like some ice-cream?”
“Ice
cream and a beautiful woman; one of my favorite
combinations.”
Jazbell
motions me toward the kitchen.
I mimic her gesture and say, “Lead the
way, my lady.”
The
kitchen is bright, clean and spacious.
It radiates a very homey feeling.
Jazbell stops before the freezer door and
asks, “What flavor do you like?”
“Whatever
you have will be fine.
Almost any flavor is delicious, except
strawberry.
I hate strawberry.”
“Is
there a particular reason why you hate
strawberry?”
“Yes,
my mom made me eat a whole half gallon of
strawberry ice cream when I was seven.”
Jazbell
laughs and asks, “How did you get into trouble
with strawberry ice cream?”
“I’ll
be glad to share that with you.
Do you want to hear it now or at another
time?”
“Why,
now, of course.
Tell me while we eat our ice cream.
Since strawberry’s out, how about
chocolate?”
“Good
choice.”
“Cone
or dish?”
“Cone,”
I say. “Then we can walk out under the trees.”
Jazbell
opens her cupboard and takes out a box of ice
cream cones and one very large glass. She fills the glass with fresh water and says to me,
“Please drink this while I get the ice
cream.”
I
take the glass and ask, “You want me to drink
all of this now?”
“Yes.”
What’s
this for?”
“It’s
part of your first lesson at being a good
student.
Remember, I said you would be asked to do
things that don’t make any sense to the
intellect.
Well, let this be your first lesson in
trust.
Drink it now, and I’ll explain it
later.”
“Do
you want part of this?
Are you having any water?”
“No,
it’s entirely for you.”
She extracts the ice cream from the
freezer, fills two cones with chocolate ice
cream, returns the container to the freezer,
turns to me and says, “Drink up, oh Master
Student, so we can go out and walk in the
dark.”
With
some effort, I manage to empty the remaining
water and place the empty glass on the counter.
Jazbell hands me one of the cones and
motions to me to exit by the kitchen door.
We walk out into the yard, around to the
front of the house, and then along the street.
The neighborhood is beautiful.
We walk along a tree-lined street with
well-kept homes and manicured yards.
I stroll slowly with Jazbell at my side.
I’m
enjoying the company, the ice cream and the
setting.
I wonder about the water, but say
nothing.
I’m also curious about the
transformational void I just agreed to step
into. Whatever is there has obviously treated Jazbell extremely well, so I feel both confident and
excited.
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