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There are no guarantees.
From the viewpoint of fear, none are strong enough.
From the viewpoint of love, none are necessary.
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Every moment of your life you are offered the opportunity
to choose — Love or fear,
to tread the earth, or to soar the heavens.
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Your intuitive heart is the doorway that stands between the two worlds.
In your willingness to go against all reason, all defenses,
all habits, all patterns, all superstitions, and many teachings, to say,
“I will love,” you walk in the Light.
You honor the illusion but you will never become lost in it.
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Your entire human experience is predicated on your viewpoint.
Your viewpoint is predicated on your
inner belief system and that is predicated on
how much you believe in fear
and how much you believe in love.
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All quotations on this page are from Emmanuel’s Book II, The Choice for Love compiled by Pat Rodegast and Judith Stanton.
Michael is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say.
When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, “If I were any better, I would be twins!”
He was a natural motivator.
If an employee was having a bad day, Michael was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Michael and asked him, “I don’t get it! You can’t be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?”
Michael replied, “Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today.
“You can choose to be in a good mood or … you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood.
“Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or…I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it.
“Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or… I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.”
“Yeah, right, it’s not that easy,” I protested.
“Yes, it is,” Michael said. “Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations.
“You choose how people affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood.
“The bottom line: It’s your choice how you live your life.”
I reflected on what Michael said. Soon hereafter, I left the Tower Industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
Several years later, I heard that Michael was involved in a serious accident, falling some 60 feet from a communications tower.
After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Michael was released from the hospital with rods placed in his back.
I saw Michael about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied. “If I were any better, I’d be twins. Wanna see my scars?”
I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him what had gone through his mind as the accident took place. “The first thing that went through my mind was the well-being of my soon to be born daughter,” Michael replied. “Then, as I lay on the ground, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or …I could choose to die. I chose to live.”
“Weren’t you scared? Did you lose consciousness?” I asked. Michael continued, “…the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read “he’s a dead man. I knew I needed to take action.”
“What did you do?” I asked.
“Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me,” said Michael. “She asked if I was allergic to anything.
“Yes, I replied.” The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, “Gravity.”
Over their laughter, I told them, “I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.”
Michael lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.
Attitude, after all, is everything.
“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”
After all, today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.
You have two choices now:
1. Forget this.
2. Pass it on to people you care about.
t’s hard to find someone that admits they are afraid of death. It’s even harder to find someone admitting they are afraid of life. But worry, anxiety, depression, and suicides are becoming all to common events in our society.
George Lucas, creator of Star Wars, is a spiritual person, he used his spiritual knowledge to create the “Force.” The Jedi knight could not possess any trace of fear. Fear would lead to the dark side. Lucas has Yoda saying: “fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, and hate leads to suffering.” This saying is spiritually correct.
Only a new-born child is free of fear. As we grow up we learn to fear. We learn to fear by “catching” the emotion from our parents and peers, as well as being taught to fear directly in the acculturation process as we reach adulthood.
Fear is the source of all negative emotions. It is not essential for us to fear anything in our universe, fear is a learned behavior. As a learned behavior it can be managed, coped with, and/or discarded.
Great fear can cause one to “freeze” both physically and/or mentally in any emergency situation, and great fear can also lead to mental disturbances.
When I was nine, the soldiers began returning from WWII. Many of them were adversely affected by the war. They couldn’t handle loud noises, and some came back “shell shocked,” a term used, at that time, for a mental disorder caused by the extreme stress and fear of war.
Other returning veterans less affected by the fighting still needed time to merge back into civilian habits. I was walking downtown on my way to a movie, when an car backfired on the street beside me. An ex-serviceman walking in front of me threw himself face down on the concrete sidewalk. I know that had to hurt. He then looked around sheepishly, and got up muttering, “Damn, I did it again.”
Still other vets seemed untouched by the action of war. Down the street from me lived a former Ranger that us kids loved to play ball with. He was a veteran of Guadalcanal and other fierce battles of the war. My mother didn’t want us kids to play with him for fear he might hurt us. However, he never was anything but fun for us kids. He played ball, and hide and seek with us. He was so strong, Once I saw him grab a rain spout and swing himself upon the roof of his house, run across it and jump to the ground on the other side. He was not reluctant to talk about the war either. Among other wounds, He had been shot through the mouth, in one cheek and out the other. He laughed saying, “If I had kept my mouth open I wouldn’t have lost my teeth.” He seemed totally unaffected by the war, remaining warm and loving, I hated it when he moved to a better neighborhood. As I got older I learned he was a deeply spiritual person.
Fear does not keep you safe. Knowledge of the world keeps your safe. You don’t stick your hand into a fire because you know you will get burned. Spiders, snakes, demons, and other “scary” things lose their frightfulness when understood. You can lessen and alleviate many fears by simply reading, learning, and understanding them.
Now, there are times when one feels jittery, anxious, and fearful, where there appears to be no recognizable cause for the emotion. For lack of a better name, I call this “free-floating fear.” I know there is a reason for everything, but the “reason” for these f-f fears may be buried in the past, come from multiple sources, or just impossible to determine. It is these f-f fears and their concomitant affect upon us that cause most of the trouble in the world.
These fears cause us to be afraid of strangers, authority, the future, our own ability, and a host of other things that keep us from enjoying life as well as we could. We are held back by these free-floating fears not knowing we are capable of defeating them, and worthy of having the desirable things in life others are enjoying everyday.
If you are one that sometimes feel anxious, jittery, inadequate, unworthy, unsuccessful, unintelligent, with no self-confidence, and/or don’t like yourself very much, then you may be troubled with free-floating fear.
Since the cause of this fear can’t be precisely determined, the remedy has to be broad to cover many possibilities. A shotgun approach. That means something that will address all kinds of fear, and that something is affirmations. With affirmations you will be replacing negative thoughts with positive ones through daily practice.
I have seen many people helped by doing affirmations on a regular basis. If you decide to try affirmations you can find them here.
I hope you do try them. They have been helping people overcome fear ever since they were invented.
Dr Emile Coue (1857 – 1926), was a French pharmacist who at the beginning of the last century opened a free clinic. He offered his clients an affirmation (or as he called it back then a “conscious autosuggestion”) in conjunction with their medical treatment.
Coue believed that dysfunctional thinking patterns could worsen an illness. The Coue method offered a very specific ritual as part of his mind/body belief. His clients were to repeat 20 times in the morning and 20 times in the evening the following affirmation:
“Every day in every way, I am getting better and better”
You could use this affirmation also, or in conjunction with the ones provided on this site. I wish you the best of everything.
Life can be very, very hard for some of us. The pain of life can become unbearable and at such times it seems that the only way out is to kill oneself. I know this feeling because I have killed myself. My suicide was not a cry for help. I made sure that nobody was going to find me before I died. Mine was a genuine and sincere attempt to kill myself. I was finished, I could continue no more and I followed the only course of action that I thought was right. I took a massive overdose.
Before you die there is the possibility that things could improve, one way or another. Once you’ve killed yourself though, you can’t turn back. Not unless a miracle happens. Such a miracle did happen to me when I made my suicide attempt. Because while I did certainly succeed in dying and leaving this world, I was assured by people in the next world that I’d made a big mistake and was sent back into my body, which only by a miracle of God, revived itself without any medical assistance.
My suicide was back in 1976. I was very lonely and depressed and quite simply did not want to continue living nor did I see any purpose in my living. My life seemed a futile and empty existance. I felt it was time to say goodbye to this world. Late in the evening I took a massive overdose, put the Pink Floyd, “Wish You Were Here” album on and settled down to die quietly.
Three days later I found myself lying on the living room floor. I couldn’t stand up and was so weak I could only crawl. But I was alive. I remembered having left my body and spending quite some time, (I don’t know how long but it seemed like a long time) in a place somewhere, sitting and listening to some people talking to me. I felt relaxed in this place and with these people, They were very nice and understanding people and they were telling me that this was not the way it had to be, that I did not have to kill myself and that I could go back and live again. They totally reassured me that I was supposed to be alive and there was a purpose for it. There was no judgement there from these people, only love and compassion. These people seemed to know me and I got the distinct impression that they were aware of my life and all of the problems I had been going through. They knew with utter certainty that my life was worth living and that I should go back into my body again. They spoke about my life with confidence. I was something special to these people and in their eyes, I was worthy of having my life back. They treated me with the utmost respect and kindness.
So when I found myself back in my body, alive and lying on my living room floor, I was very grateful and happy to be back here again. I had been given a second chance. Later that day I was taken to the hospital and when I told a doctor how many tablets I’d taken he exclaimed, “You should be dead!”
After this suicide NDE I realised that I was not alone. Those people in the spiritual dimension were aware of my life and my every struggle through it. Imagine that while you are in pain and turmoil, that there are people who are watching you and begging you to carry on, not to give up. These people cannot contact you directly because you have to overcome these terrible problems without their help. For they are the people in the spirit world who are invisible to us. And yet these people are hoping and praying that you find the strength to carry on. They don’t want you to give up because they know that if you just carry on a while longer, you will overcome some of these terrible problems and find some respite. They know that you will gain more by simply hanging in there, rather than giving up and taking your own life.
It may seem impossible at times, it may seem pointless to carry on but believe me, I’ve been there and tried suicide. Thankfully I was shown by those people in the spirit world, that suicide is not the answer and does not solve anything. I was lucky because I was sent back to continue my life. The problems I had been suffering from prior to my suicide did not all disappear overnight. However, the realisation that my life was worth living, enabled me to tackle my problems and not just give up.
