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What was your most profound realization? Or, what was the most moving thing you’ve ever read?
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[quote:ArchimedesGirl:MV80OTg0NjEwXzkxNjM4Mjk4X0Y0QTAyRjVD] One night I dreamed that I was a child, afraid of a monster under my bed. God came into the room as a loving parent, with a flashlight, a broom, and a box of supplies. He did not deride my fears or even contradict them. He had me hold the light while he swept out from under the bed until there was nothing underneath. Then he got under the bed with a stack of books, some juice boxes and string cheese and invited me to join him. We stayed under the bed all afternoon, reading, playing games, and laughing. Then we played a game to see who could get out, over, and back under the bed the fastest. Around and around we went. Then it was night time and he tucked me into bed. I lay there realizing that now being under the bed seemed cozier and safer than being on top. It made me laugh aloud. He had taught me to go into my fears with the light - with him, and find freedom in knowledge of every unseen corner. I awoke and wrote the following song. [b] I AM ONE[/b] [i]I have walked the road of a lonely soul Searching for a rest From the hostile fray, trying to be safe To find a quiet nest Can compassion flow over wounds grown cold Is there a way to heal? Could I just be me — a minute incomplete And find my real? 2) By your side I’m brave, with an ounce of faith We crawled beneath the bed Faced down my fear, gripped the Devil’s beard And cut off his head. Mapped the vast unknown, of an infant soul, Here I - I have begun If you see a piece while I’m finding me Cry, I am one! 3) All the things I learned, kept me from the burn Of darkest memories And creation’s spark was my rescue ark In the flood of me Then when love arrived, I didn’t want to hide, I wanted - wanted in. When you kiss my scars, I feel that they are Embedded gems. Chorus: I am one I am just begun I am kiln-fired hope I am free to go I am counted tears I am conquered fear I am just begun I am one.[/i] [/quote]
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Pardon the Doom Break for a little bit of divergence into uncharted esoterica.
I’ll start:
My most profound realization was how important and life-changing it is to have proper love for oneself. To ascribe proper worth and value to oneself. It’s liberating. More important still is unconditional love for and loyalty to one’s children, family and bloodline. We are the sole curators of our ancestors’ blood, their epigenetic memories, and the reward for thousands of years of their painful struggle to survive. To experience love for a family of my own was the “missing piece” to my soul and I don’t believe a person can feel complete without serving in that natural role as a Father or parent.
The most truly moving thing that I’ve ever read were the words of Christ, paraphrased:
“For whosoever seeks to save his own soul will lose it; But the man who loses his soul for the sake of good will find it again.”
Also the passage recording Solomon’s commentary on love, as contained in my sigline.
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