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Be Held By Him: Finding God When Life Knocks You Off Your Feet

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“There was a time I looked in the mirror and saw a stranger. I had walked through the fire of alcohol addiction. I had sat in the silence of depression. I had tasted the sharp loneliness that hides behind a smile. And yet — I did not give up. We endure pain — and that pain becomes our teacher. They say a Guru is not one who speaks from books, but one who has lived what they teach. Who has stumbled through the dark, and still chooses the path to light. Today, as a coach, I don’t offer perfection. I offer presence. I offer truth. I offer the strength that comes from having broken and rebuilt. If you’re walking through something heavy, I hope this reminds you: You are not broken. You are becoming. And your story isn’t over.”

“The Upanishads teach monism, that all is God or the Absolute, Sarvam Khalvidam Brahma, “Everything is Brahman”. But they do not do this in simply an abstract manner. That One Being is present in all of us as our own deeper and immortal soul and Self, the Atman, Aham Brahmasmi, “I am Brahman” or the Absolute. In this regard, the Upanishads probably first clearly set forth in human history a way of Self-Knowledge taking us to the Absolute. Yet theism is also present in many places in the Upanishads, a recognition of One God or Isvara as the creator, preserver and destroyer of the universe and the ability to unite with Him (or Her) through meditation. The Upanishads also say Ishavasyam Idam Sarvam, “All this universe is pervaded by the Lord”

“Selbsterkenntnis ist nichts anderes als das Verstehen, dass jede Erfahrung nichts anderes ist als das sich selbst liebende Selbst […] Die Freude ist immerwährend, weil du ewig bist und deine Natur Glückseligkeit ist.”

“You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing, and you're terrified somebody's going to stick you in a cage. Well, baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somaliland. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”

“There was something about those birds in the glass aviary that was foreboding and sad. They could fly, but they had no sky. The one who had escaped- the homing pigeon- was mourned, but shouldn't he have been celebrated? He had freedom; he had escaped his predictable route between Malibu and Bel-Air and was now flying in bigger and brighter skies, with a flight plan that was spontaneous and new. And then there was the girl: I had forced myself to forget her but was only successful for an hour or two, and then she would creep back in, the way a spider returns to a musty corner of a room to spin her web.”

“Costermongers crowded the thoroughfare, hawking their wares with impatient cries. They sold everything imaginable: ropes of onions and braces of dead game, teapots, flowers, matches, and caged larks and nightingales. This last presented frequent problems to the Hathaways, as Beatrix was determined to rescue every living creature she saw. Many a bird had been reluctantly purchased by their brother-in-law, Mr. Rohan, and set free at their country estate. Rohan swore that by now he had purchased half the avian population in Hampshire.”