Truth is Indescribable

JUNE 02, 2014   MORNING MORNING

    Hello, my precious love, Christel.  As you know, I love you dearly.

    If I did not have these daily visits with you, supported in a fundamental way by these letters, I don't know what I would do.  Calling them fundamental, though, is something like plucking a single hair from an angel's head and saying "Look.  This is an angel."

    There is so much more to our relationship than any single part of it such as these morning letters, though they are indeed fundamental in the sense that they exist in the very heart of our love, where our souls live.

    I am not so much a fool as to not expect to be judged insane by many people who might read my writings.  But that does not worry me.

    Who will cast intelligent judgement on my writing these letters to you, these letters that show my belief that you are alive, conscious, and living with me?  Even after you have, so-called, passed away.  How do they know anything about why I think what I think?  It is best they learn about themselves before bothering to figure me out.  Best they determine whether or not they themselves are alive before they judge whether you live or not.  

    A for my personal sanity, do they themselves really know whether their own thoughts are sane or insane?  Dreaming or awake?  Real or illusion?  Who can know these things?  

    Any people who have honestly observed themselves and the world around them, which they are integral parts of, will have to admit that they don't know what is really going on, what is true reality or only vague brushes against reality imagined or misunderstood by a whole host of prejudices.  The best they can do is to assume what they think is real, to have faith in what they think.

    If they really quietly and attentively observe what passes through their minds, they will come to the conclusion that they do not know anything with absolute certainty.

    Of course some of us know better than others, for we have been at the issue longer.  I have spent my whole life peeling away layer after layer from the onion of ignorance to get at the truth of things.  And I have learned much by taking the initiative.

    But to explain this to another person is difficult indeed because we living souls get this understanding from long years of intense observation and meditation and study, eventually coming to a place in consciousness untethered to words and often far removed from any word oriented context.  To transmit or translate into words the real truth uncovered from this cognitive work is all but impossible and requires an advanced consciousness and understanding to receive the explanations offered.  

    If a direct understanding cannot be achieved by the person asking for the truth, then faith supported by the tools of reason and careful observation must come to his or her aid.   But that is okay, for after a while the faith will grow and deepen and continue to increase through recurring revelations and dazzling moments of understandings of the indescribable pure truth which is the birthright of all souls, even those lost and stumbling around in the material world.

    Then one can say with integrity, "I know!"  This is because at that point the faith is so strong that doubt and ignorance disappears.

    I know this from my own long life.

    I love you, Chris.  And I know you know it too.  See you soon, my Love.  My work is almost done.