PUDDING PROOF

I have been on a conscious spiritual path for well over thirty years. I spent my youth in the Evangelical church, and a period of seeming spirit-void bridged those intervening years. All three of these experiences have been vital and even crucial to where I dwell in consciousness today. 

I have gathered a lot of information in my lifetime. I love learning. I consider myself a perpetual student. I love ideas and perceptions that pique my curiosity and so expand my awareness. To live is to learn and to grow. 

And so, I have accumulated a lot of information in my lifetime. Many facts fill my head. One of those facts is that information does not equate to integration. 

I can very easily quote master teachers from a myriad of spiritual traditions. Those quotations mean nothing if I treat others unkindly and belittle those I disagree with. I can parrot all sorts of truisms and they are pointless if I then dehumanize those who I see as different and inferior. 

As grandma used to say: the proof is in the pudding. 

I remain a lifelong learner even as I realize that I have all the information I need or want. My learning now is all about fully becoming what I say I believe. It is about opening to allow those truisms to be True in me. It is embodying and mastering for myself the energy behind those quotations. 

My inner atmosphere is my primary classroom, and how I treat you is my ongoing curriculum. Everything else is just useless information. 

I am serving up some pudding this day that is living loving proof of what I am becoming. It has slow cooked for a long time. And it is so worth the process.