There is no such thing as hell.
Hell only exists in your mind, in your life state and most obviously in your circumstances in human form.
The hell for most westerners was created by the church as a tool to control, scarce and manipulate people.
Bishop Spong says “You and I are emerging people, not fallen people. Our problem is not that we are born in sin, our problem is we do not yet know how to achieve being fully human. The function of the Christ is not to rescue the sinners, but to empower you and call you to be more deeply and fully human than you ever realized there was the potential within you to be. Maybe salvation needs to be conveyed in terms of enhancing your humanity rather than rescuing you from it.”
Bishop Spong: “Life is a startling and wondrous experience. Eventually I think we’re going to discover that god is unfolding through the life of our consciousness and our self-consciousness and is not a parent-figure up in the sky.”
Swap out God for Universe, and it makes perfect sense.
I imagine for the same reasons it was also used in Eastern religions as a form of threat, to get people to behave correctly.
Consciousness is always in flux, it is always in movement, it is always growing. Consciousness gives rise to form. Always. It gave rise to the universe.
When we die and our bodies perish, what was good and what was evil remains like a groove in the rock after a river has carved its way through after thousands of years.
Consciousness can never be still, be stagnant, that is why the concept of heaven or hell is illogical to me.
We are always expanding, always growing, always becoming more.
No matter how evil you think someone is, each life, no matter how evil simply leads to something else.
Just as the entire Universe was born out of negative energy, so too do you and I appear and then disappear.
Weaving in and out of reality, in a playful expression, that is exactly what we are.
Consciousness as an expression, using matter as a tool to experience space and time.
For what purpose?
Expression, exploration, expansion and then possible implossion. Like the beating of a heart, the rising and falling of the breath. The seasons, the turning of the Earth, the spinning of the galaxies.
Once you see it, you can feel it.
Open the way to expansion.
Nam myoho renge kyo
Nam myoho renge kyo
Nam myoho renge kyo
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There aren't many artists that move me emotionally, but Kirsty's work moves every fiber of my being, I don't know if it is a past life thing, or a childhood memory thing, or that human connection with the magical she has been able to draw out in all her work.
