“Get your bloated nothingness our of the way of the Divine Circuits”
Something in me knows.
Ok, we are on our way. The first belief has us knowing we have what it takes. The second belief has us building a better future by building a better self in the here and now. And this quote gives us the fuel to get off the ground. I was told 80% of the fuel is used with a rocket for take off. It’s a principle. Lift off takes serious energy. The above quote gives us the direction to use our fuel wisely not only for take off but have enough left to make it to our destination.
To correctly understand “Divine Circuits” is to open the door and access the genius RWE often refers to in his writing. To know there is a power for good and we can use it is a very powerful concept. We all have “Divine Circuits” or a divine connection. It is not something reserved for the talented, holy or gifted. It’s just that these people know how to tap into this power through their recognition and become the conduits for this divine flow. Mozart said he composed music that he heard in the stillness of his mind. He moved his little story out of the way to allow the divine flow of heavenly music express through him.
Others who used this power and have referred to it are Michelangelo, Thomas Edison, Newton, Einstein, Beethoven, and scores of others. What we need to know is we are wired the same as they are. We are centers of this life force that is waiting to take off once we give it the “go” signal. What is that signal? It’s the removal of our little stories. The small me is in the way.. Our bloated nothingness is our excuses.
As a society we are taught to turn to outer resources for our good, for our fuel if you will. We are taught inner resources are for the ordained, the saintly, the holy, the gifted and just plain lucky. I could never include myself in those groups. I did not know I was wired just like them, I had to get my “nothingness” out of the way or I would be living my excuses for failure the rest of my life. I would deny the great truth which is, “something in me knows”.
Emerson’s writings so beautifully explain our nature. We all have a divine nature and a human nature. Neither one is any better than the other. However, if we are to access our Divine Nature or Divine circuits we must understand this power and our availability to access it. As Emerson states ”I shapes my fortunes, as it seems to me, not at all.” There is something bigger in us that shapes our fortune, to recognize this is genius to ignore it to be bloated by our human nature. To be bloated is to block our divine potential. As Emerson puts it, we are very apt to over-rate the importance of our actions or another way “There are voices which we hear in solitude, but they grow faint and inaudible as we enter the world.
The world insists we are a statistic, a birth certificate becoming a death certificate destined to be no more than the circumstances we were born into or the times we live in. This is to completely ignore our Divine Nature which once recognized raises us up over our human limitations no matter what they. The beauty of this is we need no one’s permission just a willingness to live our bigger life.
As a junior loan officer in the south I was up against some rather difficult odds. My loans would be low on the totem pole and didn’t receive the attention some of the other more senior loan officer’s loans received. My human nature would be to get angry or feel cheated by this. But I followed Emerson’s suggestion and tapped into the “Divine Circuits” and got the job done.
When I was told that one of my loans was stuck and most likely would be denied or turned down I tried not to get my bloated nothingness all stirred up. Instead I would come into the office over the weekend and turn on the lights in an open area and take the loan file and spread it all over the floor. I would say to myself, something in me knows how to get this file put together in such a fashion to get it approved. I would go through the papers and keep saying to myself something in me knows.
Invariably I would come across some piece of paper, some phone number or some information that would assist me in putting the file as an approvable loan. I would re-submit and not say a word about it and the loan would get approved. My ego or my bloated nothingness would want to say why don’t you idiots see this stuff but I knew that was using fuel I needed to get to my destination.
Emerson gives me hope that I am not stuck in my human nature. I do not have to become a statistic in the world but rather can use the fuel of the “Divine Nature” that we all have to move forward. I think this message has been forgotten. It is information for those seeking a better way to build a better mousetrap.
To build a better mousetrap or life we must believe we can. We must believe something “in” us knows how to do this. All the information, resources, and inspiration necessary to do this can be found in our Divine Nature which we processed at birth. Trying to convince the world of our worthiness is an exhausting, futile job. Just know, “something in me knows” this truth was confirmed by a small horse with skinny legs.
Many years ago I was involved in owning a couple of harness racehorses. They did not do well and the money I spent was lost. It was a very frustrating experience. I kept thinking I wonder what I did wrong. I bought tested, fast horse and gave them a good driver and trainer, but it was almost as though I was asking the Universe why didn’t they do well. I knew I could be angry and frustrated or learn something. I asked, what is it I need to learn here. Soon my answer came.
The track where my horse raced was in Chicago. I head that there was going to be the race of the century. There was a small female horse by the name of “silk stockings” and she was winning races all over the country. She wasn’t suppose to win as she didn’t have the frame or big legs that many of the male horse had. She was a very quiet horse that required little equipment during the race like blinders, and other racing para. that is often required to keep the horse focused on moving forward in a straight line. She seemed to breeze right through to the winner’s circle without all the equipment or attention that so many of the other horses need.
When I heard about this horse I wanted to go see her. She was up against one of the fastest large male horse in the country. It seemed almost impossible that she would beat this strong, fast, horse. I went in the club part of the track which has a restaurant and served more of the professional gamblers and horse owners. The track was packed with a capacity crowd everyone it seemed wanted to see this horse. Out she came. The crowd went wild. Her opponent was a shiny, snorting, nervous big male horse. When the gun was fired and the horse began to run the crowd went quiet. It was an exciting, amazing race.
As she crossed the finish line winning the race it was like a cathedral. The waiters stop banging dishes, the crowd went quiet, tickets sellers paused at the machines. There was an off stillness in a place that was never still Why? Because we were witnessing something our souls already know. Winning is an inside job.
The history of silk stockings explained this truth. The horse was purchased as a long bet by a farm in New Jersey that housed autistic children. They had tried many things to raise money to keep the farm operating but nothing seemed to work. This great place was in danger of closing. They purchased this horse as a long shot to make a few bucks for the farms and these kids.
Part of her care and grooming was volunteered by the kids. She was washed, groomed, climbed on, pulled, pushed and loved by these children. In this process the horse lost all fear and became very calm as you might imagine. She got very used to small hands cleaning her ears, brushing her hair and pulling her tail. These kids were her training teachers and they were teaching her she was loved and hugged, and tugged everyday on that farm. Love and fear cannot stay in the same place, one has to go.
Running a race then became a minor event in spite of the noise, the lights, the announcer shouting over the mic system. I learned something the night I watched the race. Something “in” that horse made her bigger, faster and stronger that anything outside of her. She moved to a place that all the equipment in the world can’t get you to if you are ion a state of fear.
I left that race knowing if I were ever going to win any race in my life I would have to know what Silk Stocking knew. Life is an inside job. The Emerson philosophy is a guide and an inspiration on how this works for us, again by working through us not to us. Better mousetraps are built with inspiration and with a Divine nudge, It is a hope I think of often in a world that insists we need all the equipment we can get our hands on if we are to be happy let alone succeed.
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