How do I embrace the religious traditions of those who have used/use those same practices to oppress my people for almost 600 years?
I don't know if you agree but many of the people in various "religions" are being oppressed and victimized and have been for a very long time as far as I can see. I now am in more alignment with the Cs observation that "life is religion". True religion is not ideologies/religious dogma/doctrines/traditions.How do I embrace the religious traditions of those who have used/use those same practices to oppress my people for almost 600 years?
To embrace is to choose for oneself. Unless, you have been forced by outside intervention, ultimately - you still have a choice.How do I embrace the religious traditions of those who have used/use those same practices to oppress my people for almost 600 years?
angelburst29, Agreed. However, it is easier said than done, especially when one has been so indoctrinated that they do not know they have free will. Mental bondage is worse than physical bondage as the prisoner doesn't even know he/she is in a mental cage controlled by external factors. Indoctrinated from birth to always be of service to others no matter what is/was done to you. These "religious predators" betray the very principles of what they expect everyone else to follow while they commit the most heinous deeds. Yet they have millions of followers. SMH.To embrace is to choose for oneself. Unless, you have been forced by outside intervention, ultimately - you still have a choice.
If there is a Will - there is a Way - to hold on to your own inherited Family traditions, no matter where you are.
My opinion of what the Pope is trying to do now, broadcasts to the World - the false doctrines that have been adopted and supported the Catholic Church? The Pope wants to make "an exception" for a small majority, sacrificing a Centuries old tradition of excepting Celibacy when taking Oath, decreed by Papal Order.
Among child rapist and molesters, there are men, who have taken Oath and have seriously dedicated their life to their religious beliefs.
What the Pope is trying to do now, makes a mockery of the vows and Oaths, other dedicated Clergy have accepted. Self-imposed Celibacy, due to one's convictions or beliefs is a serious undertaking. It takes a lot of willpower and dedicated discipline to achieve and sustain. The Pope is now taking a form of moral integrity, debasing it and tossing it to the wind. This could be the start - of the end - of the Catholic Church?
In many past experiences, I have observed, the Soul (truth) is stronger than flesh. To intuitively live in one's own truth or belief, a part of self, also takes on the responsibility of possible consequences in adhering to that belief, in what ever form it may take.That article on Cacique Hathuey for me symbolises true bravery. Such bravery, which can be found in untold people,
scares me. It's an inherent untaught strength which I so admire but fear I don't have,. Maybe one day I'll be tested and found wanting and that scares me.
We are stronger than we know. Tuatha de DanaanYou are stronger than you know.
I think the Cs agree with both of you.In many past experiences, I have observed, the Soul (truth) is stronger than flesh. To intuitively live in one's own truth or belief, a part of self, also takes on the responsibility of possible consequences in adhering to that belief, in what ever form it may take.
When we transition, we take the truth with us, where by - the flesh falls behind and turns to dust.
Q: Cayce talks about the division in Atlantis between the "Sons of One" and the "Sons of Belial." Was this a racial division or a philosophical/ religious division?
A: It was the latter two, and before that, the former one.
Q: When it was a racial division, which group was it?
A: The Sons of Belial were the Kantekkians.
Q: Well! That is not good!
A: Subjective... you are not bodies, you are souls.
There's a memory etched in my mind - that happened a good 50 years ago but even now, it still remains very vivid and clear.I think the Cs agree with both of you.
A: Subjective... you are not bodies, you are souls.
What a wonderful memory, one totally immersed in the everyday living of a little girl. Another day just like the rest but......There's a memory etched in my mind - that happened a good 50 years ago but even now, it still remains very vivid and clear.
I had a very close bond with my Paternal Grandmother. To this day, I have yet to meet another women who possessed her qualities and kindness. She spent the last 18 years of her life in a wheelchair, mainly due to heavy farm work. I was around 13, when she lost strength and became ill. My Aunt Helena only lived a short distance away and we took turns - staying up with my Grandmother at night - so she wasn't alone.
My Uncle and his Wife also lived there but she was busy with two little one's. My Uncle would get up every morning around 5 AM and head down to the barn, to get things ready for milking. I would follow and go into the pasture to bring up the cows. It was my favorite chore of the day. Once the cows were in, I'd go up to the hay mow and toss down some bails of hay, through an opening in the floor. Then I would feed the cows (around 90), while my Uncle did the milking. When I was finished with that, I would head back to the house, wash up, have breakfast and walk down the driveway to wait for the school bus. ... but this morning - would be different.
I sat on a wooden chair and rested my arm on the bed, to hold my Grandmother's hand, so she knew I was there. Her vision had become blurry. During the night, her breathing became very heavy and her hand began to feel very cold and pale looking.
The clock in the hall had just chimed 5 bells (5 AM) when suddenly, I heard a small "pop" inside my head and the air around me turned very still and serene. Even the crickets outside the bedroom window were silent. Just as quickly, "a pale blue flash" appeared above my Grandmother's head, then disappeared. It was there "one moment and gone the next". It happened so fast, I wasn't sure what I had witnessed, then the sound of the crickets came back. When I looked at my Grandmother, her lips had turned dark blue and all color had gone from her face. Still ... very much miss her!
Deeply sorry to hear about your Mother, Tuatha de Danaan. You were so young and it was such a tender age. Sending warm HugsWhat a wonderful memory, one totally immersed in the everyday living of a little girl. Another day just like the rest but......
After Laura talked about picking an ancestor to pray to for protection and help I picked my paternal Grandmother. When my mother died when I was 3 she took care of my older brother and myself. Having already raised 8 of her own children, and bent over from cooking over an open fire for all those years I never felt a burden or hindrance. Her dedication was total. Too young to realise that she had a past of her own I just accepted her as my go to person when I had a problem.
I can see, hear and feel her in my minds eye every day. No one has ever made such an impression on me as that caring, quiet and dignified old lady. She did learn to read and write but didn't complete her years at school, going into service in the BIG HOUSE at 14. A very hard life like so many others but it was her dignity that impressed me even as a child. A calm solidity so important to a child.
Thank you Angelburst29 for a picture into your past.