ACIM Lesson 241 notes.

This holy instant is salvation come.

8-29-2024

“How glad are we to have our sanity restored to us, and to remember that we are all one.”

I do feel a bit more sane these last couple of weeks. A beautiful gift that I have used as a tool to return to presence is India.arie’s song ‘I am light’. I find myself singing it all the time. And I am mindful to notice, to not alter the words, and to return to my heart center. I am loving the eternal light that is me, which is filling my Love cup and lifting my joy ball into awareness. The physical ‘Tricia’ that I have borrowed (see yesterday’s notes) from beloved Mother Earth is a blessing to me.

“I am a star, a piece of It All. I am light.” ~India.arie

I am no better or worse than anyone else. We are all light within body suits we have borrowed from our Mother.

Today, the light of forgiveness has come, which is salvation, which is connection, which is Love.

8-29-2023

In the CAC Daily Meditation today, Fr. Richard offered:

“God is invariably and ironically found in the interruptions, the discontinuities, the exceptions, the surprises – and seldom in the patterns. God has to catch us literally ‘off guard’!”

It is difficult for me, today, to join the celebration of this lesson. My mother is sick again. Father Richard’s words remind me of the holy instants of my life that came in the fearful and stressful times. For me, these have always been when a family member has been ill or in trouble. These times are when my most memorable holy instants have occurred.

I forgive it all: what was past, what may occur, what is here now in this holy instant.

Presence of Love be with me always. _/\_

8-29-2023

All is forgiven, including me.

Yesterday, in Richard Rohr’s Daily Meditation, he spoke of Jesus’ parable of the wheat and the weeds. Jesus said to let each grow to be separated at harvest. Richard explained that this told of the good and bad in each of us. If we can see the weeds within ourselves we can have empathy for others. I see this as a Holy Instant, when all is forgiven.

We are all the same; made from the same stuff, dealing with the same challenges.

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