Go to the Self

 

Dear friends!

In the Jewish tradition, this week’s reading of the Torah, was from the book of Genesis 12:1-3: “Now the Lord said to Abram, ‘Go from your country and your kindred and your father’s house to the land that I will show you. And I will make of you a great nation, and I will bless you and make your name great, so that you will be a blessing.”

The wording in Hebrew is ויאמר יהוה אל אברם לך לך מארצך וממולדתך ומבית אביך אל הארץ אשר אראך

Lech Lecha could be translated as go to yourself, go to the Self. Be who you are…

Like Abram we too in order to grow, need to leave familiar territories and step into the unknown, a distant land. Away from what was safe and away from what we loved and were attached to..  Away from habitual thoughts, ideas believes, social conditions, all that was planted in our brain… leave all that and be who we are…It is an inner journey into the Self, and once we agree to deconstruct our ego and find stillness in our minds, then and only then, can we discover our Divine nature. This will be the place in which we can flourish, we can thrive and shine our light and be blessed.

A deep trust is needed, a deep listening and connecting with the higher power within, with our inner guide. The God within…The Spark, the Light… The primordial force that we are made of…

And in order to connect, we need to quiet our mind, to find stillness. From this nothingness, all comes to us..
All the answers the knowing of who we are and why are we here … and where are we heading to. What are the lessons that we came to learn and how should we continue the climb up the ladder to elevate our consciousness and once again connect with the supreme consciousness.

The outer journey is an inner journey back home. A full cycle into the Self.  For “Yoga is the journey of the self, through the self, to the Self” – The Bhagavad Gita

Here is a  beautiful poem by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

THE PRICE OF NOTHING

What could be more valuable
than nothing? The nothing that
frames “The Thinker,” the nothing
that holds every bowl,
every vase, every bust, every thought.
Let others buy the clay, the steel,
the papier-mâché. I will be satisfied
with nothing more than nothing.
Nothing pleases me. Nothing
enchants me. Nothing,
as Heisenberg says,
has a weight. Just think
of the space here beside me
where you are not.
If someone asks me why
I have a five-by-five-foot
empty space taped off in my home
with plaque that says I Am,
it is because I am so in love
with nothing. Imagine it—
nothing, the color of happiness,
nothing, the size of love,
nothing, the shape of god.

 

With Love
Nurit

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