Faith is an attribution to the unknown; and I envision it quite simply in that we lay back upon a wall, cushioned by a material. To lean back into the mesh is to understand that you are wrapped, and you are full, and you are filled, at once and without avail. Can you feel it now?
I believe Faith is a foundation, and Faith is tested when we do not need it. When we do not see it, when we least expect. I had previously defined Faith as Trust in the unseen natures, but I now find myself very wrong.
The two are not mutually exclusive, but I have found the concepts to be somewhat elusive in nature. I may feel Faith wholly as I untie the strings that had bounded me to the unconscious world during death - but that same Faith can slack in persistence. I do believe that it retains regardless, but I can feel intuitively the way the Matters of the Heart often cloud me. Trust is what tugs at me and encourages Faith to precede the descent I so often intentionally visit.
It has been extremely intentional in that I understand that I must be conscious of the lower realms in order to unify the Three Cycles. I find it pertinent to be steadfast in suffering, as we must allow it to flow through us without resistance. Only then can we, or at least I, bestow compassionately the never-ending gift of belief unto others. We (and again, I suppose, “I”) must see and feel the suffering that other nodes of the Collective experience, so that we might provide the most empathetic warmth.
The 3D, lower ego self, believes that there ought to be a solution, a foreseeable end, a happily-ever-after, a union, a verdict. But so blessed as we are to find that a pinpoint resolution is not the true treasure of a diffracted spectrum, we think that it is not as pleasant as a solitary hue. All is well, and all is well.. and all is certainly not what it is at first sight. Oh, the tests! I carve my spoon at pleasure when I think of ekstasis and the great experience of being enraptured - not simply snagged, tugged and caught by joy, but wholly siezed by it. My meditations in the sun have captured this well, and I think fondly of the prayers I induce to transmit this to others. I will try and dedicate myself to the leaning and to the unanswered questions. All of the ley lines are consistently answered - certainly, not always in the distinct manner I might so hastily plead for - but answered constantly by the knowing that It is all around, and It never goes away, never leaves me lonely, and always lets me know It Is There.
My comrade and I thoroughly enjoyed this quote: “Control is restraint upon movement, and because complete control would be complete restraint, control must always be subordinate to motion if there is to be motion at all.” Water is much a good metaphor, and I may encourage myself, and you, to allow it to envelope both the inner and outer worlds.
Ego’s verdict is conjunct to Faith’s command!