exploring self-realization, sacred personhood, and full humanity
"O My Lost! I sweep aside the rubble of our years to see you clear of their shadow." Walter Benton
"I desire so to conduct the affairs of this administration that if, at the end, when I come to lay down the reins of power, I have lost every other friend on earth, I shall at least have one friend left, and that friend shall be down inside me." Abraham Lincoln
This statement by Lincoln, among the thousands of Word Gems quotations, might be my favorite. An honoring of the "friend ... down inside," a self-respect, a realization of sacred self-worth, is just about the most important lesson to learn; and the most difficult.
In my own life, I would need to approach age 60 before I authentically met, and could accept, that "friend ... down inside."
Word Gems constitutes a kind of life-notebook, a collection of my best gold-nugget findings. There is enormous benefit, as George Spenser Brown used the phrase, "simply bearing in mind," just keeping close to, the stellar insights of history's great thinkers; subconsciously, these seeds of wisdom, in a cross-fertilization of ideas, influence and lead us, eventually germinating as new and increased vision.
The good "friend ... down inside" remains stranger to most. It's not easy to arrange a meeting. We live in a world arrayed against the sacred person, the "true self." Collective-ego institutions - political, corporate, and religious - ever grasping for power and control, attempt to convince us that we are not enough, that we are defective, that we are not able, that success could never by ours, that God could not love us, but for the superintending benevolence of self-appointed elites:
they bought and sold you... controlled you...
While My Guitar Gently Weeps
I look at you and see the love there that's sleeping...
I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you...
If the "friend ... down inside," the true self, remains unknown to us; if we live without self-respect, that realization of sacred self-worth; we will fall victim, become servile accomplices, to cultish elements in society intent upon merchandizing, "buying and selling" us.
A central organizing element of my writings is the scientific evidence of the afterlife; as with love, it changes everything. My core articles and books, the fruit of 50 years of investigation, attempt to expose error, bad ideas and bad thinking, the propaganda of this world, designed to control you, to separate you from the "friend ... down inside," the sacred true self.
The following icons form a nucleus around which Word Gems is built:
The scientific evidence of the afterlife, indeed, changes everything. Our world is but mere "pale copy" -- a black-and-white awaiting the full color -- a "practice turn," a "training ground," a place to open our eyes and "wake up" as preparation for the "real world" to come.
It's a solid world there with hard edges where people walk on solid ground, with real birds singing in real trees, flowers growing in gardens with buzzing bees, and boisterous little children running and playing tag.
There is no "floating on pink clouds and playing harps" over there; no judgment, no divine wrath, no angry god -- all of that medieval draconianism will be left far behind in the "hell" of our world.
Daily life and environment there, for the most part, is quite Earthlike, that is, a perfected Earth, without the social problems or struggles for existence; no bills to pay, no health issues, no worries about crime, war, or invasion -- think of the most pleasant and carefree summer day you ever had and multiply that euphoria by a hundred. And so the locals call it Summerland.
We shall thrill to discover in that "real world" a substantial and complex society of higher education, gourmet cooking just-for-fun, scientific research, the fine arts, parties and get-togethers, university libraries, concert halls, theaters, art galleries, and friends walking in parks for quiet conversation. Our "home world" is humanistic and progressive, spiritually oriented but not religious, a place where personal choice and self-development becomes the air we breathe -- an enlightened civilization centered upon the sacred autonomy of each individual.
In Summerland we will live and love, learn and evolve, moving forward doing normal and natural things, all the good things we wanted to do here but lacked the enabling means. Moreover, to our amazement and disbelief, we will discover that it is not too late to recapture what we lost -- lost opportunities and lost love. In that "real world" we shall find resolution and fulfillment for all authentic desires. Awaiting us is the "real life" of romantic Twin Soul love, personal growth, adventure, recreation, service opportunities, travel and exploration, educational and cultural advancement of every sort -- all that the heart longed for but was denied, here, on this planet of sorrow, blindness, and injustice.
The entrance requirements to our destined and permanent home-world are not onerous; perfection or "sainthood" is not required by any means, nor will any particular belief-system or creedal assent offer any advantage at all. None of that will matter anymore in the slightest but only -- our entrance ticket becomes -- a willing heart to improve, grow, and change; a desire to serve and care for those less developed; a studied commitment to become what we were meant to become, a fully mature son or daughter of God, one "made in the image."
For the sincere individual, there is absolutely nothing to worry about; and even if one begins as not so sincere, such deficiency can be rectified with a decision to change and do better, allowing one to catch up.
All of the dreaded stories about crossing over we've heard since childhood, all of the terrifying threats of judgment and punishment, of a harsh and humorless god, are simply not true. These fear-and-guilt inciting fables were invented by dark forces, as George Harrison asserted, intent upon "buying and selling" us, "controlling" us -- by way of separating us from the good "friend ... down inside."
All the very best to you in your investigations,
Wayne P. Becker