posted May 13, 2006 12:33 PM         

because, as i well know, lying, just little lies, is such an easy habit....any time it behooves you, it might seem, to fudge a little, in your daily interactions...you just do....or i did, and i know it took a concentrated, diligent effort to make myself always tell the truth, even if it cast me in a less than desirable light....and to go back and correct any little lie that did manage to pass my lips.

i have read as well that lying causes rips and tears in the aura...that if one treads a spiritual path, and endeavors to raise his or her vibration, that lying is a sure way to keep one's frequency pulsing at a lower rate...in muddier waters, so to speak. so i have thus made the effort...

however, as of late, i have found myself in a precarious position, surrounded with duplicity and ill intentions...and i have found that telling the truth, esp in matters necessary to keep private...i have determined that lying about certain things is a necessary action...in my thinking.

having turned this notion in every direction in my thoughts, i simply do not see a way to avoid doing so, without undermining my position. and at first it was very difficult to do so...heart beating so fast i thought it would burst from my chest...blood filling my face and lungs...almost so that i couldnt breathe...

to the point that i practice now, telling a lie, to be able to do so more smoothly, and without such a physical reaction. i've been scrupulous, however, not to do so with just anyone, just in the most dire of circumstances...

yet, i can't help but wonder, did i give up too easily? wouldnt the real test of spiritual fortitude require that i maintain my honesty even, and most especially, in the most trying of situations?

i honestly cannnot see my way around this one. i am on the verge of attempting to rectify the lies that i've told, and right my path again in the light...although i feel instinctively that this would sabotage my efforts, that doing so could only hurt my current position.

or would doing so place my position in the hands of a higher authority, so that my path would take me above the obstacles i see in my way at present? would a higher vibration protect me, or render protection unnecessary, were i to change course, and remain on the path of the brightest light?

what is the true of nature of a lie?

posted May 13, 2006 01:25 PM         

Well you are the better judge of what really needs to be changed in the past.

What is true and lie? Its the same as what is you and what is your shadow? You fear your shadow. The lie is fear of truth.
Truth is something that gives you total peace. It is experienced, when you surrender to your higher self. When you realize that the concept of you itself is a lie? We have forgotten that human life is a gift from God. Suddenly theres a rush of infinite joy when this memory returns.
[You have been eating sugar for so long that you have forgotten the taste of honey - Paraphrasing from the movie Scent of a Woman ]

posted May 13, 2006 01:47 PM         

that was a beautiful response...thank you.

i'm really talking about the present. i've been lying recently to protect myself and my son, or such is my thinking. and i feel that i must continue to do so.

i don't believe these lies have hurt anyone. i most certainly would avoid that at all costs...however, i'm not sure that they havent hurt me...and, yes, by engaging in a level of dishonesty, they do have an impact on the interaction with the other person involved, perhaps on a more subtle soul level.

posted May 15, 2006 06:55 PM         

Guess which is true? Well most will say the inner personality is true but the answer is neither is true. The true you is what you appear to your higher self (God).

So the next question is once we know this true , how must we live in the present? Answer: By being aware, all the time, spontaneously.

Cheers

posted May 15, 2006 07:17 PM         

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how must we live in the present? Answer: By being aware, all the time, spontaneously.

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indeed.

kinda reminds me of that old mystic Tolstoy...