It is not very often that I have an issue with writing an article or even a book for that matter. There are so many things to write about, the world is a goldmine of information and stories.

It is 7:35 am on a Sunday morning and I have been staring at my keyboard for over half an hour without typing a single line of text. My mind has been racing over all the possibilities and has not been able to focus on any particular subject.

All is well in the world, it is perfect the way it is and I can see the beauty in all of its circumstances. The wars in our homes, our communities and around the world have purpose, they are being fought because there are two sides that have agreed engage in war with each other and both have freedom of choice and opportunity to do so.

I see and hear about natural disasters around the world and I can witness the beauty in them. They are people powered and it is right and proper that they should happen. Disasters do not have a mind of their own and are created by intelligence, our intelligence. I can see the perfection in how this works and do not feel compelled at this time to change it.

I personally know people who are struggling and I read about others in the newspapers and see the struggles on TV. These are individual stories of tragedy and suffering and I can see the beauty in the struggle. I dont care to change how I experience these stories at this time.

As I write this article I noticed that I have focused on all the negative stuff that is going on in the world at this time. I am aware that I have a tendency towards doing that. The positive side of the observations in what I am really experiencing is freedom, unconditional love and compassion.

At the very deepest level of spiritual understanding, one would know that humanity creates its own circumstances and is not the victim of Gods wrath or anyone elses. Humanity creates its own drama, its own struggles and its own natural disasters. I cannot at this moment think of a greater display of unconditional love than what I am witnessing in the world right now.

Humanity has been given absolute freedom to experience anything that it can think of in the physical world. Man can destroy man, women can destroy women and the spirit will survive, our survival is guaranteed. The ego has carte blanche to destroy its body and others that would participate and yet it will still live. The tragedy appears to be only in the minds of men in loosing the body, and even that cannot be destroyed but transformed.

At this moment the greatest love that I can give the world is to recognize how beautiful it is and not experience the drama. The ugly side of humanity has its own beauty. For the moment I have chosen to dwell on a deeper beauty and recognize the love and compassion that it represents. To try and change any of it would be trespassing or spiritual malpractice. Every life is purposeful and has its own meaning. It is only my thinking that would allow me to experience it one way or the other.

All is well in the world at this moment unless I decide differently. It is my place to experience it in the way that I choose to. I do not deny that what I see represents the dark side of man. But I also observe the love and light that allows it to happen and at this moment it is shining through.