I met a man who told me he struggled with sexual online chats. They take up too much of his time, he said, and they take him down dark alleys that he likes to avoid. I gave him a 30-day challenge to stay away from these chats and asked him to tell me how he felt afterwards. He later told me that he thought that challenge was a bit silly, but he signed up anyway and succeeded. Later he told me that too things helped him: he realized how stupid these fantasy games were and he said that my name helped him—Christian. Being a latent Christian himself, he felt maybe there was some religious purpose behind this challenge.
Do we have free will? Is our journey down the “River of Consciousness” which one day is merging with the “Ocean of Oneness” predetermined? For every compulsion, for every ill-advised connection, wrong professional choice, conscious or subconscious mistake there is that moment when the coin finally drops and we stop crawling upstream and merge with the downstream flow instead. We are always surrounded by the Current, and how serene, loving and blissful life becomes when we finally claim our birthright. The story of the prodigal son captures this insight beautifully. Heaven’s gates are open the moment we show up.
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