The most important series of articles you may ever read. (Part 11)

My dear friends...

The greatest sadness of humanity is that the largest number of people have no idea what they are doing here. During their time on the Earth, I mean. And I honestly do not mean that in any way pejoratively. It is not said with even a touch of disapproval, but with a touch of disbelief.

It is still a bit difficult for me to believe that in this, the first quarter of the 21st Century, the majority of our species continues to be unaware of our True Nature and our Actual Purpose. If my observation is correct, the vast majority of us continue to imagine that what we have all been told is true. Namely, that survival is the “basic instinct,” and therefore our bottom line consideration in life.

I observe that, ironically, it is because we think that our bottom-line consideration and first priority in life should be our survival, that our survival continues to be threatened. The fear that underlies our “drive to survive” is what has caused our most uncivilized behaviors. And it is our most uncivilized behaviors that have caused our survival to be in jeopardy.

That has never been more sadly in evidence than it is on this day, when world leaders are regularly threatening the annihilation of each other’s countries, when the discontented and disconnected are engaging in self-indulgent rampages killing innocent people, when the mistreatment of our planet’s environment and rampant misuse of its resources take us every day closer to the edge of our own self-destruction, and when fear and anger starkly divide the very species whose only defense against all of this is their unity of purpose and action.

The time has come for us to get about the business of civilizing civilization by ending our uncivilized behaviors. The time has come for the awakening of the species. We are sleep-walking... and creating nightmares all across the planet.

The time has come for us to become clear that all of the actions in which we engage in our drive to satisfy what we imagine to be the immediate needs of our survival are misdirected. Survival may very well be the basic instinct of many chemical or biological life forms. It is what makes flowers turn toward the sun. It is what makes birds fly to warmer climates. It is what makes turtles recede into their shells. It is what makes lions roar and rattlesnakes shake their rattle. But it is not the Basic Instinct of human beings — nor of any sentient creatures in the cosmos who have evolved into Self Consciousness.

If survival were your basic instinct, you would run away from the flames of the burning building when you hear a baby crying on the second floor. But you don’t. You run into the building, because in that moment your survival is not the issue.

If your basic instinct were survival, you would step away from the person holding a gun on your beloved. But you don’t. You stand between that person and your beloved, because in that moment your survival is not the issue.

If your basic instinct were survival, you would drive away from the car on the side of the road whose engine is on fire with a man frozen in shock behind the wheel. But you don’t. You stop your car, run over to the other vehicle, awaken the driver from his stupor, and pull him out of the car to safety, because in that moment your survival is not the issue.

Something deep inside of you, something you cannot describe or name, moves you in such moments to demonstrate at the highest level Who You Really Are.

People who have done this, when interviewed by the media later, never put it that way, of course. They say they simply acted on instinct.  And they did. What they may not have known is that their basic instinct had nothing to do with survival. Perhaps to their own surprise, their actions defied survival. Yet they had no fear — not even a thought of fear — at the time, because Who They Really Are knows that survival is not the issue. It knows that survival is guaranteed.

In what I have come to call life’s Burning Building Moments, there are no questions about whether one will survive. The only questions are: How? In what form? Why? And for what purpose?

These become, in moments of self-realization, Life’s Only Inquiries. And in moments of self-realization, the Mind and the Soul answer as One.

Instantly.

The basic instinct is not survival, it is the impulse to express Divinity. As a human, your Basic Instinct is in evidence when the Complete Being that is you is Completely Remembered, Recreated, Reintegrated, and Reunited with Divinity.

Even as the tiniest cell within you is a member of your Body, so is every element of physical life a member of the Body of God. When the Mind’s Experience and the Soul’s Wisdom combine to produce expanded Consciousness, human beings choose to experience themselves once again as members of the Body of God. They are thus said to have re-membered themselves.

The question before humanity today is, what will it take for us to re-member ourselves? What will it take for us to honor the fundamental instinct, which is to express and experience our Real and True Nature?

The answer is to allow ourselves, indeed to call upon ourselves, to experience every moment as a Burning Building Moment. At a time when everything is at stake. When the decision as to Who We Are will determine WHETHER we are. That is, whether we are going to continue to experience ourselves in our present physical form.

Much of this has to do with our ability as sentient beings to fully understand and completely embrace the Agenda of the Soul. And that agenda shall be the topic of our next installment here.

Love and Hugs,

Neale

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Neale Donald Walsch

Neale Donald Walsch is a modern day spiritual messenger whose words continue to touch the world in profound ways. With an early interest in religion and a deeply felt connection to spirituality, Neale spent the majority of his life thriving professionally, yet searching for spiritual meaning before beginning his now famous conversation with God.

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