Who Are You, Stripy Horse?

Blog 1933 – 01.09.2021

Who Are You, Stripy Horse?

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Who Are You Stripy, Horse?

Now that is a horse of a different color. Yikes stripes, Stripy certainly has got them, but then like him we all, whether we want to admit it or not, are all made up of many hues and if we just follow the clues we will find that we have more than just a few stripes in common. First of all we all come from the same loving and infinite source and will inevitably return to that source. While here, I think, we are to experience many adventures in space and time, all a part of that all encompassing fullness that is who we truly are.

It looks like I finally lost the little charm that I have carried in my pocket for over three years. I have misplaced it several time over the years. I just checked my change jar to see if it ended up there by mistake. I suppose, it having surprisingly showed up again and again in the past, that I will always be on the look out for its return. I liked to take it out and read the words on both sides of the heart shaped reminder. I have shared pictures of it many times and do again today.

I believe some truths we need to constantly be reminded of. Our focus has a tendency to wander and to be lost in the hustle and bustle of daily life, where the tyranny of this or that urgent demand can steal, if we allow it, the peace that comes from just knowing who and whose we truly are. Do you think the once and future king or queen ever forgets for a moment who they really are or their children? Perhaps even they do, and we too are them, if only in disguise for a while. Do try to remember that, and I will too.

Who are you, Stripy Horse? Simon Peter answered Jesus question, “Who do you say that I am?” not just for Jesus but for all of us, I think, when he said, “You are the Christ (the anointed), the child of the living God.” These lives are all expressions of the One Life that peculates and permeates all. I have it on the highest authority that that is who and whose we truly are. Surprise, surprise.

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David White

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