"This Instant is the Only Time There Is" ( Archived) (9)

By author: Jerald G Jampolsky, M.D.
pp 105-106

"I have often thought that we have much to learn from infants. They have not yet adapted to the concept of linear time with a past, present and future. They relate only to the immediate present, to right 'now'. It is my hunch that they do not see the world as fragmented. They feel that they are joined to everything in the world as part of a whole. To me, they represent true innocence. Love, wisdom and forgiveness.

As we become older, we tend to accept the adult values which emphasize preojecting past learning into the present and anticipated future. It is difficult for most of us to have even the slightest question about the validity of our past-present-future concepts. We believe that the past will continue to repeat itself in the present and future without the possibility of change. Consequently, we believe we are living in a fearful world where, sooner or later, there will be suffering, frustrations, conflict, depression and illness.

When we hold on to, invest in and become attached to our guilty experiences and grievances from the past, we are tempted to predict a similar future. The future and the past then become one. We feel vulnerable when we believe that the fearful past is real and forget that our only reality is Love, and that Love exists this instant. Feeling vulnerable, we expect that the past will repeat itself. We see what we expect, and we expect we both invite and seek. Past guilt and fears are thereby contunually recycled.

One way of letting go of our "archeological garbage" is to recognize that holding on to it does not bring us to what we want. When we see no value in recycling it we remove the blocks to our being free to forgive and Love completely now. Only in this way can we be truly happy.

"This instant is the only time there is" can become an eternity. The future becomes an extention of a peaceful present that never ceases."

Oddly (or maybe not so oddly, as I've posted and posted and posted MB lyrics.) this reminds me of a Moody Blues song...

Another Morning
Ray Thomas

Balloons flying
Children sighing
What a day to go kite flying
Breeze is cool
Away from school
Cowboys fighting out a duel
Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world, it always will

Fish is biting
So exciting
Lunchtime sounds so inviting
Angler Bill
He gets a thrill
Sitting, watching bobbing quill
Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world, it always will

Yesterday's dreams
Are tomorrow's sighs
Watch children playing
They seem so wise

Mary Green
Today is a queen
One thousand dollies are a dream
In cotton frocks and golden locks
Her palace is an orange box

Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world, it always will

Hi, Love

Thanks so much, Galactic

Np Qui.

I've always been fascinated by two things...

Frame of Reference, and Context...without these two things, we would all still think like children...

As the years pile on, our frame of reference is often distorted. As the posted article suggests, we begin to interpret current events from the frame of reference of ourselves in the past...when the "context" is completely unrelated.

There was a clinical psychology experiment I read about in college regarding the origins of superstition. It involved pigeons pecking on a set of buttons to get food. There were five buttons, but only one would dispense food. Scientists noted that certain birds would associate what they were doing at the time, say peck, spin in a circle, peck...get food...so they started spinning in a circle every time they pecked, associating this unrelated behavior with the actual dispensation of food...again, past context is not current context, and we need to constantly update our frame of reference to prevent irrational perceptions of reality from forming...

Food for thought anyway...

TET

Know what you mean.

I'm sorry, I wanted to mention that the name of the book is:

"Love Is Letting Go Of Fear"
ISBN-13: 978-1-58761-196-4
$9.95 133 pages

The most wonderful, best little book I could ever get my hands on.