Truth
Wichita
Submitted by Tracy
(Paraphrased from the writings of A. Bailey)
(1) Do you realize that truth has to be wrought out in the texture of daily living before new truth can be safely imparted?
(1) Do you realize that truth has to be wrought out in the texture of daily living before new truth can be safely imparted?
(2) All right ideas are temporary in nature, and must eventually take their place as partial rights, and give place to the greater truth. The fact of the day is seen later as part of a greater fact. A man can have grasped some of the lesser principles of wisdom so clearly, and be so convinced of their correctness, that the bigger whole is forgotten and he builds an opinion about the partial truth which he has seen, (and) which can prove a limitation and keep him a prisoner and hold him back from progress. He is so sure of his possession of the truth, that he can see the truth of no one else. He can be so convinced of the reality of his own concept of what the truth may be, that he forgets his own intellectual limitations, and that the truth has come to him via his own soul. He lives but for that little truth; he can see no other; he forces his thoughts on other people; he becomes the obsessed fanatic and mentally unbalanced, even if the world regards him as sane.
(3) All recorded truth is susceptible to many interpretations, and these unfold with increasing clarity, as he grows in years and wisdom.
(4) There is no finality in the presentation of truth; it develops and grows to meet man's growing demand for information.
(5) Only that which you know for yourself and experience consciously within yourself is of importance and constitutes the truth for you. That which may be told you by others, even by me, serves no vital purpose, except to enhance or corroborate an already known truth, or to create illusions or responsibility until it is either rejected or experienced by you in your own consciousness.
Do you understand what I mean?
Vaughn Tolle said:
Tracy, a bit heavy for me this morning; I'll let the caffeine work, go about my business, and hopefully return with something articulate and on point in response to your good post.
Danny said:
Tracy,
Interesting read. Though generally, I find that this tries to rationalize a meta-physical world. Unfortunately, science could never work in a meta-physical world, for me, much like religion it can't be tested through an empirical test.
However, her writings are interesting and indicate an appreciation for the fact that knowledge changes and we generally do seem to have to ask more questions as we answer some older questions. I think the rationalization of meta-physical indicates more the fact that we don't understand something yet, and as our understanding increases, then so does the questions we must ask.
I suspect the real question then becomes, does this ever end? Will we ever understand everything? I suspect not, though I am one of those who thinks that mathematics could ultimately describe everything some how. This probably stems from how I've seen it used:
lexical analysis which is math used to analyze words to math describing complex protein manipulation and folding for solving diseases and understanding how disease comes about to launching a heavy object into space, and exploring Mars.
I guess the big problem I have with the meta-physical explanation, is that it seems to contradict itself some how. Stating that the only truth is my own. However, in stating there is no one truth for everybody then isn't that an all encompassing truth, and if so then at it's most basic level there is a contradiction.
I have read her works, so keep posting and writing hehe. :D
Interesting read. Though generally, I find that this tries to rationalize a meta-physical world. Unfortunately, science could never work in a meta-physical world, for me, much like religion it can't be tested through an empirical test.
However, her writings are interesting and indicate an appreciation for the fact that knowledge changes and we generally do seem to have to ask more questions as we answer some older questions. I think the rationalization of meta-physical indicates more the fact that we don't understand something yet, and as our understanding increases, then so does the questions we must ask.
I suspect the real question then becomes, does this ever end? Will we ever understand everything? I suspect not, though I am one of those who thinks that mathematics could ultimately describe everything some how. This probably stems from how I've seen it used:
lexical analysis which is math used to analyze words to math describing complex protein manipulation and folding for solving diseases and understanding how disease comes about to launching a heavy object into space, and exploring Mars.
I guess the big problem I have with the meta-physical explanation, is that it seems to contradict itself some how. Stating that the only truth is my own. However, in stating there is no one truth for everybody then isn't that an all encompassing truth, and if so then at it's most basic level there is a contradiction.
I have read her works, so keep posting and writing hehe. :D
Hank Price said:
Many years ago I read some of Bailey's books. I found them to be rather meaningless. Just the confused ramblings of a rather confused old lady.
Nothing since has changed my opinion.
Sorry,
Hank
Nothing since has changed my opinion.
Sorry,
Hank
tracyaphillips said:
Yeah, Hank. Much of it is unreadable due to the fact that we are not from that part of the world.
Maybe if I had grown up around Hindu or Buddhist?
That's why the paraphrasing.
When she gets into mystical eastern stuff,
most times I just skip over it.
The stuff I do understand and relate to,
I really like.
Maybe if I had grown up around Hindu or Buddhist?
That's why the paraphrasing.
When she gets into mystical eastern stuff,
most times I just skip over it.
The stuff I do understand and relate to,
I really like.
lindainks55 said:
The truth of me doesn't need anyone's affirmation to lend credibility. I think that is the most comforting fact my six decades have taught. I am me, I am happy and comfortable with me, I know I am open to today, tomorrow and the wonders each day will bring. I live my truth daily and expect the unexpected.
Must tell you a story that might just be funny, but if you look deep you can find how much is open to interpretation.
My parents retired to Shell Knob many years ago. A few weeks after the official move to the lake Wayne and I went to visit. The four of us ate breakfast and while Mom and I cleaned up the kitchen the men headed off to fish.
I asked my Mom, "So how is retirement?"
She sighed and responded, "Your Dad just won't leave me alone."
I had watched for a lifetime of her needing to be there nearby while he was doing something/anything. I think he just liked her company. She could read, knit, crochet, do her cross stitching but if he was working on one of the old clunkers we seemed to have more than our fair share of, tinkering with the whatever needed repaired... she was close by. She made the runs to the garage for the tool, drove to the hardware store, fetched the lemonade and provided the approval/questions/company he liked.
So I thought back to all those times I saw them "working" together and thought he has a lot more time to tinker in retirement. I said something about being sure they would get the boundaries of being together figured out, and she would have some time to do exactly what she wanted too.
Fast forward to Wayne and I are driving home after our visit. Wayne chuckled and said, "You'll never believe what your Dad told me!"
While walking down to the dock that first morning Wayne asked, "So how is retirement?"
My Dad answered, "The first morning I woke up without the alarm clock that thing got hard and it's been hard ever since!"
Gave new truth to, "Your Dad just won't leave me alone!"
Must tell you a story that might just be funny, but if you look deep you can find how much is open to interpretation.
My parents retired to Shell Knob many years ago. A few weeks after the official move to the lake Wayne and I went to visit. The four of us ate breakfast and while Mom and I cleaned up the kitchen the men headed off to fish.
I asked my Mom, "So how is retirement?"
She sighed and responded, "Your Dad just won't leave me alone."
I had watched for a lifetime of her needing to be there nearby while he was doing something/anything. I think he just liked her company. She could read, knit, crochet, do her cross stitching but if he was working on one of the old clunkers we seemed to have more than our fair share of, tinkering with the whatever needed repaired... she was close by. She made the runs to the garage for the tool, drove to the hardware store, fetched the lemonade and provided the approval/questions/company he liked.
So I thought back to all those times I saw them "working" together and thought he has a lot more time to tinker in retirement. I said something about being sure they would get the boundaries of being together figured out, and she would have some time to do exactly what she wanted too.
Fast forward to Wayne and I are driving home after our visit. Wayne chuckled and said, "You'll never believe what your Dad told me!"
While walking down to the dock that first morning Wayne asked, "So how is retirement?"
My Dad answered, "The first morning I woke up without the alarm clock that thing got hard and it's been hard ever since!"
Gave new truth to, "Your Dad just won't leave me alone!"
lindainks55 said:
Wendy, Not a way any of us want to think about our parents, huh? Loving, yes; sexual, no. But it does put perspective in perspective, doesn't it? Must always be at least TWO ways to look at every situation.
My Dad died in October 1997. It will be ten years this fall. My Mom talks about selling the place in Shell Knob and moving back to Wichita. She isn't serious. My parents raised seven children, both worked jobs that involved HARD work. Mother had more time after retiring to make friends there in Shell Knob than she ever did in Wichita. Her health is still good. She volunteers at her church, is in two quilt groups, volunteers at Meals on Wheels, still does a lot of her own yard work (on one acre!). I suppose the timing of moving back here will be when she needs to be closer to medical care.
I am the only one left here in Wichita. I am the oldest of us seven and this is where Mother will be when she decides, or it otherwise becomes what is best for her. She deserves lots of care and attention! She sure gave more than could ever be repaid.
Growing up we never knew how little we had. We had everything important. I think more people had less in the 50s and 60s so we weren't different than most. Seven kids -- we always had enough people for a board game or a game of cards! The six oldest of us are girls, with the youngest being the ONLY boy. That 'boy" will be 50 next year. My sisters and I STILL argue over whose turn it is to do the dishes. (giggle)
Well, that was a long silly post COMPLETELY off subject! I'll stop and try to control myself better int he future.
My Dad died in October 1997. It will be ten years this fall. My Mom talks about selling the place in Shell Knob and moving back to Wichita. She isn't serious. My parents raised seven children, both worked jobs that involved HARD work. Mother had more time after retiring to make friends there in Shell Knob than she ever did in Wichita. Her health is still good. She volunteers at her church, is in two quilt groups, volunteers at Meals on Wheels, still does a lot of her own yard work (on one acre!). I suppose the timing of moving back here will be when she needs to be closer to medical care.
I am the only one left here in Wichita. I am the oldest of us seven and this is where Mother will be when she decides, or it otherwise becomes what is best for her. She deserves lots of care and attention! She sure gave more than could ever be repaid.
Growing up we never knew how little we had. We had everything important. I think more people had less in the 50s and 60s so we weren't different than most. Seven kids -- we always had enough people for a board game or a game of cards! The six oldest of us are girls, with the youngest being the ONLY boy. That 'boy" will be 50 next year. My sisters and I STILL argue over whose turn it is to do the dishes. (giggle)
Well, that was a long silly post COMPLETELY off subject! I'll stop and try to control myself better int he future.
WSClark said:
Family is everything, Linda. Be all so glad that you have that big family. Argue about the dishes. That is a sign of a true family bond!
I was taken from my birth family when I was six and placed in foster care. Eventually, I was adopted but I never really felt that I had a family, even with my adopted family, even after I found my birth family.
My family is my two adult daughters, my son and my two grandchildren. They are enough - collectively we are a handful - but I miss that family life that I lost.
I was taken from my birth family when I was six and placed in foster care. Eventually, I was adopted but I never really felt that I had a family, even with my adopted family, even after I found my birth family.
My family is my two adult daughters, my son and my two grandchildren. They are enough - collectively we are a handful - but I miss that family life that I lost.
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