Channelled for Lord
Michael by Rae Chapple
|In your existence there always has to be a
beginning, an end and an in-between. It is the in between
which is the most important to you the other two
being a fait accompli. It is not up to you - as you
perceive - when you are born and when you leave! But
it is up to you - as you perceive - what you do in
between, what you believe, what you know, what you do,
where you go, and when. This encapsulates your
life, as you experience.
Then you may wish to view other beginnings and ends.
When you look at your life from the beginning of one year to that years end you view - really the in between! There is also another in between - from the beginning of one month to the months end. Another, from the beginning of one day to the days end and that day itself, is often divided into two, as you recognise night and day.
Then there is the scenario within each day the hour's beginning and end. The minute's beginning and end. The second's beginning and end. And when you view all of these, it is the in-between which is seen as being the most important to you. Like the calendar year down to the second, you have no control the only thing you feel being able to hold is the in between.
But then can you? Can you? Can you even hold/control, the in between? Or does the in between, slip from your grasp as each second passed/past? - from one second's ending to the beginning of another and so it goes!
Each moment, each second shows you, you are unable to control, to hold on to the in-between experience. You feel always then, unable to hold, feeling out of control, and so you turn your attention to things that you can hold unlike time! The cup in your hand, the car, the house, the husband, the wife, the child. You feel you are able to command that part of your life, and, as time slips from your grip, you ever more tightly clench teeth, purse lip, as you hold on, control, in case these too slip away just as night turns into day.
You "see" the in between, not as pure experience of heart and mind, but the bind of physical possession. The in between, becomes the physical and your ability to possess it. But can you? Can you really possess totally all of these "seen" possession totally? Or - are these possessions too, slipping away from your grasp, just as night and day?
So the display of inanimate objects become the prime focus for all the time you know, by what experience shows you the children come and go. The husband/wife can come and go. But you know the cup can not the car can not the house can not. They are totally in your control. You think you can keep hold - unlike time - and another person, animal or plant.
They cant take these from me! you think. But you see Yes they can. Another man can take the cup. Another hand can take the car, house. It can all be taken from you, as you vainly pursue the need to control, hold, not let go. Each minute, each hour, each day, someone could take it all away from you.
So- what do you do? You say, Because I have so much fear that they could take it all away, Ill take out insurance. Then - Ill get it all back. And satisfied with your fear of lack being taken care of, you settle, thinking you have covered all bases. But have you? Have you?
That could all be taken away too! And where would that leave you? How many times will you find yourself hanging on? How many times sitting in fear, that all the things you hold near to you, will no longer be near? How many times before it becomes clear to you, that nothing is yours to control, because the day will come when you will no longer need, or be able to hold on the day of your "end"!
This is when all the grasping will have you laughing at its absurdity, as you flee this physical existence. There can be no resistance to letting go here! Here all is seen in its truth - the space in between the moment of life and death. Nothing tangible can be held as you meld into the unknown but known.
At last nothing to grasp. Peace!
Truth reveals that which is yours, is only how you think and feel. All else is not to keep!
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