MY THOUGHTS APPEAR to be
secret—personal, private—yet they are not. My thoughts are the canvas of
the activities of my life. They are painted all over my face and my
body. Thoughts are things which illustrate how I live and interact with
myself and my creation. My thoughts are the chronicle of my world, the
diamonds as my genuine expression.
The other day I was watching a group of children sitting in a
circle whispering secrets, they spoke words into the ear of their friend
sitting next to them. I just arrived when they burst out with an
entertaining giggle. Hilarious laughter echoed throughout the garden.
The kids had fun playing secret games. I smiled as I remembered the
games I played as a child, especially at birthday parties. The crux of
the game was distorting the so if it would not be properly communicated
to the rest of the players whispered from ear to ear around the circle
by all participants. For instance the first player whispers to his
neighbor player: Sue has a perfect wrist, which he gives further to the
next player until the sentence has gone around. Shared with every player
in the circle, the last game participant says out loud what he
understood. The initial sentence arrived fuzzy such as: Sue is a perfect
witch. Though the departing message was a positive statement, it ended
to be heard differently. The children laughed and did not think badly
about their game; they did not speak or listen carefully to the phrase.
The same happens in my everyday game of life. To speak well and clearly
shows self--confidence. To listen means to give my total attention to
whatever I am doing, to be open and receptive and KNOW! To listen to the
outer trains me to listen to my inner—to the divine which candidly talks
to me all the time.
Where do secrets fit in and what are secrets? Many things I do in my
life I keep private; they are part of my daily activities, my personal
routines which have nothing to do being secretive. Secrets are thoughts
when manifested unbeneficially, express as surreptitious experiences.
They then conceal my divine nature and block my genuine thinking.
Whenever somebody wants to share a secret with me, making me as their
special personal friend, I feel locked-up in a box. It is not my nature
to have or keep secrets; I like to share openly only joy, health and
wealth with and in my world.
As a divine being I am an open book which can be read by everybody who
enjoys my book. I live in a precious thought world which is based on my
pure perfect attitude about myself and others. I feel the entire world
is me, reflecting diamonds and jewels as a generous thought concept.
There are no such things as secrets—things nobody should know about me
or anyone else, there is honesty, frankness, integrity in me and all
Once somebody asked me if I know about the mystical secrets of the
world. I felt embarrassed to answer as I did not know that there were
any. Then later on when I studied metaphysics I knew that there was
wisdom called secrets. It was more like inner wisdom to be revealed to
me within me, the secrets which were like undiscovered diamonds, secrets
which I found as the truth of life.
One of my secrets I kept treasured in my heart for years was that I live
forever! This sensible statement of truth I heard as a whispering idea
which first I could not understand based on my previous religious
education. I never dared to share this precious jewel with anybody as it
seemed too holy, too magical, too good to be true. As I found the
University of Healing and studied this philosophy, I left my former
traditional belief of being a sinner, of praying to an anthropomorphic
god and being mortal. Now the treasure box opened all secrets of life
unfolding my reality.
Diamond secrets are thoughts beyond the physical which are not humanly
understood or accepted. They are my reality! My secret is now
revealed—it is no secret, it is my divine self.