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poliphilo What Quakers do in what we call our hour of "Worship" is very much up to them as individuals.
Some read, some meditate, some pray, some think, some fall asleep....
I don't have a programme. I do my best to simply exist. Much of the time I keep my eyes shut, but I also like to look out the window. The windows in the Meeting Room afford a view of the plants the lodger upstairs has lined up along the wall of her balcony area. Flowers are good. Clouds are good. Birds are good.....
Thoughts show up. Silly ones. Of course they do. I let them come and go, dismissing them with a benediction. Every so often I come to myself and refocus on the silence. I think this is what is referred to as "centering". As I've written elsewhere the silence isn't just about listening or not listening, it involves all the senses. I can sort of see it, I can sort of feel it. It's beautiful and peaceful and wonderful.....
I don't pray. I don't think there's Anyone "out there" to be prayed to. I don't believe in that kind of God.
The Byzantine ruler on his throne- recieving gifts, receiving flattery, receiving petitions. No, no, no, no, no. That model is so out of date, So very close to being wrong. Except that God is All things and can be an Emperor if we really want. The Emperor is one of the 22 cards of the major arcana- and God is that but also all the rest. He is the Fool, the Hanged Man, the Star, the High Priestess.....
God is everything. God is the flower on the wall, God is the passing cloud and the gull flying under it God is me, God is you, God is nothing
Some read, some meditate, some pray, some think, some fall asleep....
I don't have a programme. I do my best to simply exist. Much of the time I keep my eyes shut, but I also like to look out the window. The windows in the Meeting Room afford a view of the plants the lodger upstairs has lined up along the wall of her balcony area. Flowers are good. Clouds are good. Birds are good.....
Thoughts show up. Silly ones. Of course they do. I let them come and go, dismissing them with a benediction. Every so often I come to myself and refocus on the silence. I think this is what is referred to as "centering". As I've written elsewhere the silence isn't just about listening or not listening, it involves all the senses. I can sort of see it, I can sort of feel it. It's beautiful and peaceful and wonderful.....
I don't pray. I don't think there's Anyone "out there" to be prayed to. I don't believe in that kind of God.
The Byzantine ruler on his throne- recieving gifts, receiving flattery, receiving petitions. No, no, no, no, no. That model is so out of date, So very close to being wrong. Except that God is All things and can be an Emperor if we really want. The Emperor is one of the 22 cards of the major arcana- and God is that but also all the rest. He is the Fool, the Hanged Man, the Star, the High Priestess.....
God is everything. God is the flower on the wall, God is the passing cloud and the gull flying under it God is me, God is you, God is nothing
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Date: 2025-07-07 03:11 pm (UTC)God is everything and God is nothing? God is something not give for us to understand. In this case I’ll try NOT to identify God, because: https://youtu.be/Eh5vgULGH-A?si=N46QX5w8cB9lUJWD