Comments on: beyond the grinding http://kenwilsononline.com/2008/04/02/beyond-the-grinding/ one step closer Mon, 06 Sep 2010 00:48:34 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: steven hamilton http://kenwilsononline.com/2008/04/02/beyond-the-grinding/comment-page-1/#comment-135 steven hamilton Fri, 04 Apr 2008 17:44:58 +0000 http://kenwilsononline.com/?p=87#comment-135 it makes me wonder whether the Spirit isn't doing some window-washing and then rapping at the windown to call us forth and lead us into 'all truth'...at least this is the hope i hold to in my own buzzing-beehive of a brain... it makes me wonder whether the Spirit isn’t doing some window-washing and then rapping at the windown to call us forth and lead us into ‘all truth’…at least this is the hope i hold to in my own buzzing-beehive of a brain…

]]> By: dave http://kenwilsononline.com/2008/04/02/beyond-the-grinding/comment-page-1/#comment-134 dave Thu, 03 Apr 2008 15:56:44 +0000 http://kenwilsononline.com/?p=87#comment-134 sometimes one's own tainted inner self corrupts the view outside the window i think. we're cynical that the view is a facade, that its really no different than what's going on inside. maybe we know that's not the case, but our past experiences of stepping outside have been troubled by our inability to see the outside for what it is. we step outside, see rain and thunder and we know no other way but to interpret that as more noise. we can't see it as something beautiful and grand. part of us knows that there is beauty in the rain if we had eyes to see, but we get distracted by what's going on inside and can't find our way to be compelled to search deeper for what lies beyond. or maybe we're afraid of trying to connect with that beauty and have our attempt come up empty. either way, we find ourselves turning away from the window. still left with a longing to be transported outside and to revel in all of it, but unable...or unwilling to allow ourselves to have any hope in being able to see it or be in it. sometimes one’s own tainted inner self corrupts the view outside the window i think. we’re cynical that the view is a facade, that its really no different than what’s going on inside. maybe we know that’s not the case, but our past experiences of stepping outside have been troubled by our inability to see the outside for what it is. we step outside, see rain and thunder and we know no other way but to interpret that as more noise. we can’t see it as something beautiful and grand. part of us knows that there is beauty in the rain if we had eyes to see, but we get distracted by what’s going on inside and can’t find our way to be compelled to search deeper for what lies beyond. or maybe we’re afraid of trying to connect with that beauty and have our attempt come up empty. either way, we find ourselves turning away from the window. still left with a longing to be transported outside and to revel in all of it, but unable…or unwilling to allow ourselves to have any hope in being able to see it or be in it.

]]> By: Susan http://kenwilsononline.com/2008/04/02/beyond-the-grinding/comment-page-1/#comment-133 Susan Wed, 02 Apr 2008 13:11:08 +0000 http://kenwilsononline.com/?p=87#comment-133 About ten years ago I was one of those people who was so afraid of God's judgment the fear was literally killing me. A wise person suggested I start reading some things like the "Tao of Pooh" to take the edge off my fear. That led to reading sacred poetry from sources other than Christian. One of my favorites is Rumi (a Sufi from a few centuries ago) and he was very good at describing the inner shift that needs to happen to stop the thoughts of the "little me" and plug into something bigger: Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. Of course there are many wonderful Christian mystics and it was helpful, and continues to be so, to read about other traditions. I feel it has given me a clearer vision and a closer walk with Jesus. It was difficult for me to understand any situation or system unless I step outside (even for a minute) to get a better look. About ten years ago I was one of those people who was so afraid of God’s judgment the fear was literally killing me. A wise person suggested I start reading some things like the “Tao of Pooh” to take the edge off my fear. That led to reading sacred poetry from sources other than Christian. One of my favorites is Rumi (a Sufi from a few centuries ago) and he was very good at describing the inner shift that needs to happen to stop the thoughts of the “little me” and plug into something bigger:

Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought!

Why do you stay in prison
when the door is so wide open?

Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.

Of course there are many wonderful Christian mystics and it was helpful, and continues to be so, to read about other traditions. I feel it has given me a clearer vision and a closer walk with Jesus. It was difficult for me to understand any situation or system unless I step outside (even for a minute) to get a better look.

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