I was recently invited to write an article on ‘service to others’ for my yoga organisation’s magazine. This led me to ponder on what ‘service’ means. For me, and I suspect for many, the idea of ‘service’ is tied in with charities – either doing voluntary work for charities, or giving them money.
When I looked around me at the main charities in New Zealand and the public events they run/sponsor, or are run in their name to raise money, such as the ‘Ride to Conquer Cancer’ (a two day cycle ride to benefit the Cancer Society), ‘Fit for Life’ (a boxing event between celebrity non-boxers, to raise money for nominated charities) and raffles (Heart Foundation), I began to wonder what ‘service’ they were actually offering to the world and started to ask myself the following questions:
- Is it “true service” to sponsor an event that asks participants to cycle for two whole days, camping on the ground overnight?
- Is it “true service” to ask people to box who are not professional boxers, even setting aside the known dangers of boxing?
- Is it “true service” to encourage people to gamble?
It appeared to me that many of the events run by our charities could be putting people’s bodies and minds at risk!
Who is this man Serge Benhayon?
Words about anyone can pump you up, fluff you up, pander to you, paint a picture of you, bring you down, trash you, crush you, bad mouth you, destroy you or sling mud at you.
This blog will Not be doing any of the above. This blog will bring words that are Truth only.
Amazing is a very cheap word to describe Serge Benhayon, but it will have to do. Continue reading
When I switched on the computer this morning the following latest news headlines came up in bold typeface: “Video – baby rescued from toilet, Obama plays golf with comic, Man feeds raccoons, First transgender actress cast in Doctor Who”… and reading them stopped me in my tracks.
Could this be what the news teams think we want to read in the morning as we are eating breakfast before we go out to work? It made me consider the news, what we are fed and what we are not fed by the media.
The news teams, it seems, feed us what they think we want to read, not necessarily what will truly educate us. Continue reading
Most of us learned the idiom “Don’t judge a book by its cover” when we were in primary school. The premise is that we cannot assess someone or something’s worth by what it looks like on the outside. I understood this in theory but found it difficult to apply in life the majority of the time: I had this tendency to look out into the world and measure people up, assessing their worth on their outer cover, so to speak.
Last month I had an experience that confirmed to me how much Serge Benhayon’s collections of books have supported me to become more open and real with people.
Before meeting Serge Benhayon I had always noticed that there was often two conversations going on when I was listening to someone talk…
- The words that I heard coming out of their mouth.
- The truth of what I felt in my body.
I noticed there was often incongruence between the two and it wasn’t until I started studying with Universal Medicine and understanding energy that I could fully claim the truth of what I had observed and felt for all those years. Continue reading
Recently I read on the Truth about Serge Benhayon website, a lovely blog about smiling written by Carmel Reid. When I finished reading it, it inspired me to ponder on and feel deeply into – “where does a smile come from?”
From the moment we are born, our loved ones can be trying to get a smile from us, with tickles, funny faces and noises, all designed to prompt us to get the response they are seeking. As we grow up, our smiles can become polite responses to adults that, as children, we may not feel we want to smile at but do so, as it is a sign of good manners.
Today I was gazing outside my window while talking on the phone to a friend. We were talking about a project we had just been working on together and I spoke up for what I sensed were the reasons for some things not going quite so well. I addressed my observations of others, and myself. Continue reading