My guess is that it’s fairly common for women to have a ‘shoebox’ or something similar in which they store their ‘treasures.’ Letters, cards, photos, locks of their baby’s hair, basically things of sentimental value that seem to confirm their sense of identity, things that are pertinent to them and their lives. Continue reading “The Shoebox “
About sixteen years ago, with a lack of self-confidence and self-worth, I felt deeply frustrated by life. Looking at the world that did not make any sense, I didn’t see many people living the values of love, wisdom, integrity, fairness and equality. Instead I saw injustice and corruption everywhere, lack of love, lack of true community, high stress, and many chasing material success. If the common western belief was true that ‘you only live once,’ it didn’t make sense to me that some people lived a healthy life into their eighties and some never made it through gestation: that some lived in great poverty and some with inordinate wealth. It just didn’t stack up. I knew that God was Love, so why did some people have it all and some none? It didn’t seem fair. Continue reading “Life Before Serge Benhayon”
I am a student of life: I know and feel the truth that there is always much to learn in life every day. To me, life is always presenting the opportunity to learn – as it challenges and inspires me constantly, in every moment.
Being a student of life means that every day I have the choice as to how I live and move within my life. I know within my deepest heart that I am the master of my life and how I choose to live it… I can feel the many opportunities that present for me to grow and deepen my ability to be myself in full. For instance, there are many behaviours that I have taken on over time that really don’t support me – in fact I can clearly see that these behaviours really don’t support anyone else around me either. Like getting angry and reacting to things in life I get triggered by because I’m not seeing what’s really going on in situations, by choosing to withdraw from life when I am confronted by the intensity of things I don’t think I can face (or don’t want to), allowing abusive thoughts to dictate my life or not listening to what my body is telling me it needs – such as not moving in a way that supports it, or eating foods it tells me don’t nourish it. Continue reading “Being a Student of Life”
I have always had a relationship with religion in some form or another. It started off when I attended a local Jewish nursery, and consequently declared in various conversations I was Jewish. On some occasions I even claimed my entire family was Jewish! Without really knowing what ‘being Jewish’ meant, I used to just enjoy certain aspects of their rituals, like when we would sing songs at Shabbat, and one song in particular about Cholla (braided bread eaten on Shabbat) ending up in someone’s little tummy before it was time to eat.
At this stage I had not associated ‘being Jewish’ with anything to do with Religion or God. Continue reading “Religion? For some or for All?”
When asked by the Pharisees when the kingdom of God would come, Jesus replied, “The kingdom of God will not come with observable signs. Nor will people say, ‘Look here it is,’ or ‘There it is.’ For you see, the Kingdom of God is in your midst.”
(New Testament: Luke 17:20-21)
For me this is quite a big step, writing an article opening with a quote from the Bible. A coming out even. Have I been converted into Christianity? No, I am not into Christianity as such. I am not a follower, but I do believe that Jesus was a great messenger, and that some of his quotes have ended up in the Bible. Continue reading “Finding the Kingdom of God”
I started out in life with a very warped notion of who or what is God. I understood from my Catholic upbringing that he was a man in a robe, sitting on a throne in an area of the sky called Heaven. I imagined him to be a bit like ‘big brother,’ observing our every move.
I understood from what was shared with me that he was someone who was judgemental and had the power to send people to hell for all eternity. Continue reading “My Journey Back to God”