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The Three Who Are One
There once was a being who for a while called itself Frank. Frank
was a spiritual person. He talked of spirituality to everyone. He
thought of himself as a teacher, and of course, he was. Frank
thought he had a "dark side", which he mostly kept to himself.
Occasionally, he wore it like a crown. Of course, he had great
reason to have this side. He had an awful childhood with many
traumatizing events. He did not receive what he needed as a child.
He did not talk about this to many. He kept it buried, deep inside.
This way, he did not have to deal with it and could pretend that he
had. He did not want anyone, least of all himself, to think less of
him by knowing his secrets. After all, he knew all the spiritual
talk, and was very good at pretending to walk it.
There once was a being who for a while called itself Henrietta.
Henrietta was a spiritual person. She talked of spirituality to
everyone. She thought of herself as a teacher, and of course, she
was. Henrietta thought she was a deeply wounded being, which she
thought she kept mostly to herself. Actually, she wore it like a
crown. Of course, she had great reason to have these wounds. She
did not receive what she needed as a child. She thought that by
talking about this she could deal with it. She wanted everyone to
know her secrets. This way, they would understand why she was the
way she was and accept her as the wounded self she knew she was.
After all, she knew all the spiritual talk, and walked it as long as
it allowed her to hold on to her wounded identity.
There once was a being who for a while called itself George. George
was a spiritual person. He rarely spoke on spiritual topics. He
knew he was a teacher, and of course, he was. George quietly lived
his life, feeling and radiating peace. He had a childhood like
everyone else. He remembered only the love. He received what he
needed from inside. Many saw his peace, and came and asked him how
he was able to feel peace, no matter what. When they asked, he told
them. He had no attachment to whether they believed his way or not.
Many came to do so, learning from his example. He did not know much
spiritual talk. He only knew love. He only knew who he was and he
lived it.
The End
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