The Higher Self

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Within your Higher Self is the collective awareness of all that has ever been, all that is, and all that potentially can be-the Oneness. Know thy Higher Self-Dick Sutphen

So how do we come to know this "Higher Self"? Meditation is the key preparation. By meditating we can quiet the mind to where we can hear the subtle voice that lies within. The monkey chatter of the mind drowns out the communication of Spirit.

But meditation alone is not enough. We need to reach out to Spirit within ourselves. We ask for Divine protection and call out to our guides, masters and angels for assistance. From there it's a matter of shutting up the mind and trusting what comes to us.

It may be voice. It may be vision. It may be in our gut. It doesn't matter how it comes, it's trusting that wisdom that comes from within that matters. Once we make contact, we can strengthen it through continued practice and thus build the trust that effective use of this process requires. Being able to quiet ourselves to contact the wellspring within and trusting the results is all we need to do.

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Robyn R. Polanco said…
This weekend I was listening to a book on CD, written about 10 years ago about opening the ear chakras by visualizing red/violet light to remove any painful memories that came to us via what was said or what we heard, as a means to opening our ears to hearing messages better and clearer.... I still have a "physical" block in my left ear.... do you think you can help me with this?
June 3, 2008 at 9:28 AM
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