Searching for the Moment p. 2 of 20
There, she would be shielded from the
hustle and bustle of modern living by a retinue of adoring disciples who would
tend to her earthly needs, however basic, while keeping visitors at a
respectful distance.
Moriya is not a woman of great wealth,
at least not in terms of money in the bank. She has to earn her living as most
of us do and balance her checkbook at the end of every month but, oddly for a
modern day spiritualist, she has not yet charged anyone, not even a shekel –
she lives in Jerusalem – for any of the spiritual guidance she has been
dispensing, humbly, quietly, in a selfless way for the past twenty years.
For the truly spiritually evolved one,
our blocked and somewhat *charged* energies can be energetically painful in
ways I cannot even fathom but Moriya has accepted her mission as handed over to
her by her soul - to make accessible and credible, from within an ordinary
modern life, all that she knows, without the help of any spiritual-religious
trappings whatsoever.
It is Moriya’s belief that by living
and working unprotected, and in the thick of it all, her inner strengths are
best tested which, she says, frees her from the possibility of ever feeling
that she is *special*. In addition,
Moriya neither feels at risk of burning out by having her spirit energy drained
out of her and/or of becoming victim of her own ego, two well-documented
conditions that affect many otherwise well-intentioned and genuine spiritual
practitioners.
Long story short, never in my wildest
dreams had I ever thought the universe would connect me to someone like Moriya.
I was even less prepared to become
such a person’s spiritual protégée. And yet, it is how the situation has panned
out, one enlightening email at a time, over the past thirteen months.
This morning I replied to email #369.
Besides Moriya’s fluid decoding and
seamless interpretations of the anodyne, but symbolic *messages* that come my
way via any of my daily moments, each
email contains an eclectic mix of
teaching points, spiritual parables, and pointed analyses distilled from the
hundreds of books of which she has an intimate knowledge and which cover all
strands of religious and spiritual disciplines, from the most ancient
expressions of the human spirit to what is now considered classic and esoteric
thinking in metaphysics. Moriya has made it her business, over the past
twenty-years to read and accept - or reject - all that
the major thinkers and theosophists
have written on karma, the energy field, matters of the soul and reincarnation.
Since Moriya has generously gifted me
many of her books, a fair chunk of her private collection is now sitting on my
bookshelf. Every time I run my hand across their spines, I am aware of the
challenge each book yet unread is posing me. My time is as elastic as old
putty. It is not expandable.
I bump along like a little pinball
from one deadline to another, from one situation I feel I could have handled
better to another I could have handled differently.
Even when I manage to not blot my
notebook, the ghosts of moments – past and future - invade my thoughts like so
many phantom-limbs.
Was I ever an octopus in a previous
life? If so, why can’t I reconnect with the octopus’s ability to just be
- one simple propulsion at a time?
Moriya’s approach to spirituality is
the only one I have come across that requires no ritual, no picture, no mantra,
no paraphernalia, no god worship, no expense of any sort, no workshops, no
merchandising.
Put simply, we do not need anything beyond establishing a connection to our soul - this element of the divine, that is already within us, is all we need to tap into.
As Moriya, herself, is a massive
anthology of all of that is esoteric writings, when receiving her teachings
first-hand, even books are optional, if not for the intellectual stimulation of
reading source material.
Life, even a mostly pleasant life such as mine, has never stopped presenting me with challenges of varying emotional charge which, I have come to believe, probably stems from not having been anywhere near unconditional love, certainly not as a child and a young adult. Yet I know that if I could stop fretting for a moment - right here, right now, if I could stop sifting through a miasmic past while blinking apprehensively at the future, I do believe my days would flow better. Much better.
My life, you see, is enfolding right
in front of my nose, under each of my fingertips, in the present, as I press
each of the keys that make up these words. If I could just be in the
present and not keep loading up *now* with the stale emotional clutter
of yesterday, of *the last time*, of whenever, if I could refrain from playing
forward ethereal scenarios released by an insecure mind, I believe the quality
of my energy field would shift.
I believe it would allow me to be more
like a little mountain spring - fresh, clean and transparent.
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Dear Reader,
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FYI, Searching for the Moment is merely the intro file, the first of a series of eight, written on amending karma, our ego-persona, the active acceptance of What-Is, unconditional love and all other matters of the Soul.
The global content of these files introduces newcomers to
The Path - and veterans alike - to
Moriya’s fresh and uncompromising approach to life as a spiritual person.
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