Rupert Spira once shared with a crowd… ‘if we were all to write on one side of a piece of paper our experience, all of the pieces of paper would look very different. But if we were to flip the paper over and write of what we find within ourselves, every piece of paper would look exactly the same’.
I take from that the vast diversity of experience and all the uniquenesses of us all, could only be that of an infinite being without any diversity, without any condition whatsoever. Only what is without condition or could possibly appear as such amazing diversity.
This quote comes to mind as well…
“Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth; I have not come to bring peace, but a sword. For I have come to set a man against his father, and a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; and one’s foes will be members of one’s own household” -Jesus
At first glance it sounds pretty rough. Apparently it’s even been used to justify war. But it seems to be widely & deeply misunderstood.
The sword is a reference to the flaming sword in Genesis it’s said God hung above the tree of the knowledge of good & evil. Sword, biblically, is synonymous with The Truth - that which cuts through all. In short, the point is when one feels the burn (suffering) of knowing (that there is good & evil), to instead go to the tree of life. Rather than being concerned with knowing and or with knowing who or what is good and who or what is evil, ask instead what can I do in my life to the betterment of creation.
Some people interpret Jesus’s quote as he has some problem with peace or as a call for violence in the name of God. I don’t see it that way. I take it as he’s saying peace simply is not enough. Even the inherent peace of Ourself is not enough, it won’t do for this world. I see it as he’s talking about ‘cutting’ these relationships apart so that it may be ‘seen’ that the love is still present, still Is; that love remains as love is nondual, without condition. I suspect he used the words he did to really drive the message Home, as it’s easy to get caught up thoughts about who I love and who I don’t, and who loves me and who doesn’t. It’s all too easy to believe love is separate, as if a possession, as if measurable in degrees or levels. As if love weren’t eternally, and therein presently, Me.