Peter E. Pflaum - Golden Globe -

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God, does he/she believe in me;

The Sufi way is tricky, you appear different to different

people and in different situations. This is the way of a

guide or teacher. I am safe and comfortable being who I am,

but you (the others) have expectations and needs. To need is

to expect, to expect is to demand. How am I to live up to

your needs, your demands, your expectations? God is the

same. He is mysterious. He/She is very comfortable being

what he is. He/She has no way of meeting all my needs,

satisfying all my demands, or coming up to all my

expectations. I have to take care of myself. God loves me

but like a good parent or teacher, encourages me to do the

best I can, be on my own. So I do with students. I can't do

the work for them. God can't live my life for me. We have

tasted the forbidden fruit and have gained judgement. To

judge is to be in error, and to live with mistakes. I'm only

human.

God was here before me. I put myself in relationship to God.

All existence is the face of God. I care to understand and

be understood.

I am complex, I live in many roles and have more than one

face. Teacher, father, husband, citizen. gardener, sailor,

writer, thinker, materialist, greedy, faker, fraud,

pretender, dreamer, lover, I run away, I hide, I do a little

dance, I sin against my better self. I fail to that which I

know I "should". I live in the Dream Time, I live in the

"real world", I live in my scull. Who am I, you want to

know. How can I tell you. I am no one and everyman. God does

all these same things. I am in God and God in me. First

understand, then be understood. Holy Mary mother of God the

father, the Son and Holy Spirit, be with us now and in the

hour of our death. Something we are not meant to understand

but are mysteries.

They are beyond words. I have a deep

appreciation for the mystery of existence.

I have been here for fifteen billion years.

The Adam of my

atoms, the sound of the harmony of the universe has been

with me from creation. I did not come from nothing and when

the voice is quiet, I return to where I came from. I do not

expect or demand from my God and He/she gives freely to me.

All the sense of time itself, the awareness of great glory.

These are free gifts of our creator, manna from heaven. God

does not judge me, for who am I to be judged. He lets me be

and hopes for the best. If I pay very close attention, clear

my brain and soul of distraction, I can come into the great

love of God. It surround me with light and love.

The glory

of the heavens surround me.

The wonder of the world, the

rain and wind, the spirits of the living planet whisper in

my ear.

Does it matter what I believe? I know the love of God and

the spirit of heaven. My ideas are only sound and furies,

signify nothing. Quiet my restless soul and tinkered voice -

quiet - and listen - open your ears, - open you eyes and

see- really see - clearly - Plant your feet into the soil -

be there quiet restless soul and you will know God and God

will know you.

I was with my father the day he died. It was in a small

hotel in Alicante. We were alone. His last words were "I

don't want to die." Oh might Ceasar! dost thou lie so low?

Are are thy conquest, glories, triumphs, spoils, Shrunk to

this little measure? ..die many time before their death, the

valiant never taste of death but once. ..Seeing that death

is a necessaey end, Will come when it will come.

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Peter E. Pflaum Ph.D. * THE_SUFI_METHODS

225 Robinson Road, New Smyrna Beach * IN THE WORLD -

FL 32169-2176 (904) 428-1355 * BUT NOT OF THE WORLD

* LIVING THE COVENANT WE HAVE WITH:

GAEA, GODDESS OF A SUSTAINABLE EARTH *

Pflaump@prodigy.net

ZEN IS THE ART OF GETTING YOURSELF OUT OF YOUR FACE

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