Grace and Peace right back to you Sister
SilenceIsConversation. I see that you joined this Forum last year and then went absent until now. It's good to have you back. Since I'm a Christian Psychologist, I'm interested in this that you said....
I'm always interested in how folk either come to Salvation, or improve what they already have thru the working of the Holy Spirit. I hope you are able to enjoy the fellowship that others extend to you here at CF.net. May our Lord Jesus bless you greatly. I'm looking forward to your reply.
Hello Chopper, Before I reply, I have to confess that I don't quite understand the formatting and use of quotes on this site. Any direction is appreciated. ( I am old )
In answer to your question concerning my transformation being physiological in nature please let me say this... you hit the nail on the head when you wrote that improvements of what people already have can be be made by the working of the Holy Spirit. I am happy that you are a Christian psychologist since my path of great change has seemed to be an inner shift of both brain (mind) and consciousness. As Aristotle puts it, "Educating the mind without educating the heart is no education at all."
My "story" of circumcision is this - On a cold November day in 2014, while talking on the phone to a good friend of mine from inside my car at a church parking lot, he said to me, "What is up with you, Lori?" I said, "What do you mean?" He replied, "I know you well and something is different about you."
I found it so interesting that he noticed an internal change in me. I had been feeling a physical tugging at my chest for about 2 weeks prior. A dull but hurting pressure - a hurting pressure much like wearing a shoe that is too small or ill-fitted and it continually puts pressure on your big toe to the point of eventual awareness of acute pain) It felt sort of like someone had either of their hands on either side of my diaphragm and they were trying to pull it apart. It sort of hurt and felt really weird, like nothing I have ever experienced before. But, point is, I felt it. Feeling it made me feel uncomfortable in spirit. It seemed to affect my "mood" for lack of a better word. My friend possibly may have sensed this.
Anyway, fast forward to a few weeks after that I began having an intense interest in quantum physics. Mind you, I am not a lover or scholar of anything scientific. Writing is my love. Yet, I delved into as much as I could read or learn about all things quantum. The boson especially interested me. From that I seemed to stumble upon and desire to learn more about consciousness. All the while this physical internal discomfort. Well, because I am a scaredy cat, I turned to Scripture to put it into perspective and shine light on what I was discovering. Because I was transmuting both biologically, in brain and body, and changing spiritually somehow (becoming aware of a different reality - of the Deeper I that observed thoughts and emotions and everything for that matter) I was frightened. I became 100% interested in the words of God. New meaning(from these words) and transformational power(from these words) arose in me. I new sort of suddenly, after getting into scripture, that I had just been circumcised from the world. I knew my identity was not founed in this world anymore. Upon realizing that this was the Spirit of God I had let in, who had been seeking me all along, the physical tugging apart of my diaphragm had stopped. I find it interesting that when I look up the word diaphragm on google search it gives this meaning:
di·a·phragm
ˈdīəˌfram/
noun
- 1.
a dome-shaped, muscular partition separating the thorax from the abdomen in mammals. It plays a major role in breathing, as its contraction increases the volume of the thorax and so inflates the lungs.
- 2.
a thin sheet of material forming a partition.
The second definition is the one I found interesting. A thin sheet of material forming a partition. Hmm... it felt exactly like a veil had been pulled away from what was once a partition to the heavenlies... allowing me to fellowship with God's Holy Spirit.
In fact, I wrote this poem shortly after this experience occurred :
Awakening
When the warm Spring breeze stirs me
And the sinking sun smiles, "See?"
Spirit awakens swiftly
Bringing forth silence in me
Spending Now in moments Past
And deceptive Futures masked
Dwelling in the dead and fast
World luring me from the vast
For Satan has oppressed mankind
He lade knowledge on their mind
Thoughts of good and bad now shined
Form, reflected, made them blind
I Am, to be, consciously
To the created World to see
Life dancing in the pulsing tree
Sun-filled rocks glow gleefully
In the space where we inhale
Lies a hidden distinct veil
Gossamer, obscurely pale
Unnoticed, becomes bars that jail
The keys to veiled inner state
And through the prison's guarded gate
Into an obscure realm we wade
Acceptance to capitulate
We, well clothed in counterfeit
Parade a charade of brainy wit
As real and true and mindful grit
Fashioned thoughts that just won't quit
Shift perspective, lift the drape
Glass fringe lined with silver tape
That mirrors well the masquerade
Shattered, shows our formless shape
I Am that I Am and that
One, too. And everyone I see,
Caught up in Oneness, is me
Life through multiplicity
Beckon it, beckon it!
So simple to request it
Along with, Don't quit, don't quit!
Find endless peace in respite
Your Master will be in wait
Knocking steadfast at the gate
Seek His presence, dedicate
His vast love without abate
Unforsaken Sacred "I"
The Self aligned with Life
Hear with ear and see with eye
That "I Am" that will not die
