Eddy talked about people turning "naturally from matter to spirit, as the flower turns from darkness to light." There's light everywhere. In the kundalini chant. In the shaman's drum. But Eddy's healing method has become my focus because the light here is so bright that it constantly leaves me dazzled and amazed.
"That individual is the best healer," Eddy said, "who asserts himself the least, and thus becomes a transparency for the divine Mind, who is the only physician."
It's a joy and a privilege to serve as this "transparency" for others. Because no one ever needs to feel trapped, afraid, or in pain. And no one needs to spend decades hunting high and low, as I did, for ever-present Love.
"Spirit is the Ego which never dreams, but understands all things; which never errs, and is ever conscious; which never believes, but knows; which is never born and never dies. Spiritual man is the likeness of this Ego. Man is not God, but like a ray of light which comes from the sun, man, the outcome of God, reflects God." M.B. Eddy
So I dove head first into a quest for spiritual healing.
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That's not the half -- or even the tenth -- of my spiritual adventures. Still, a joyful and productive life eluded me until I started studying the writings of Mary Baker Eddy.
Once upon a time, a therapist launched me on a great adventure. Therapy, it seems, couldn't help me any further. If I wanted to be happy and productive, she said, I'd have to do something . . . radical.
Acupuncturists blasted my meridians with bright bolts of chi. Shamans fetched back lost fragments of my psyche. Baptist friends purified me in the shallows of a glittering estuary. And Buddhist monks taught me ancient chants on top of a dusty mountain, wrapping me gently in their vast cloak of peace.
infinite possibility today
