Oneness, Unity, Love, Etc.

My beloved and I had a child who never assumed human form, in our lives at least.  We felt he was a boy, though the name we gave him wasn’t dependent on that eventuality.  Theoria Star.  Theoria meaning in union with God.  Theo for short.  One of the things we loved about his name was that, for all his life, it would remind him who he really was.

To take an action in the spirit of Dear is to act with Big L Love.  Not the love of this or that, but love period.  Without condition.  That was her life’s purpose.   A purpose she pursued up to and including the deliberate ending of her most recent incarnation.  And a purpose felt by person after person whose life was enriched by her wisdom, kindness, and a joy so palpable she seemed to glow.  

It is an understandable, though mistaken, belief that Dear loved me, you, or anyone else.  What she loved was God.  

Moreover, to her, God is the singular ingredient of existence.  You may have heard me espouse the advice of saints that it isn’t accurate to say, “I am God,” but it is accurate to say, “God has become me.”  Only our mind’s immaturity, allowing our ego nature to elbow itself into the driver’s seat, leads us to perceive differences in creation.  Life may be simply the adventure of moving beyond such limited perceptions, and their harm.  

All the intimates of Dear’s life were, to her, a manifestation of God that she felt blessed to enjoy in close proximity.  And part of that enjoyment was how much the presence of others helped her to continually awaken to God’s presence in everything.  For this she saw everyone through the eyes of gratitude.

So to honor Dear is to honor Oneness, Unity, Love, Etc.  

Inherent in anything related to her is an invitation to cultivate the devotion to self-realization that made her such an impactful force for so many. 

Dear was among those revolutionary figures who are singularly hearted in an intention that is only incidentally related to worldly affairs, for its focus is on that which is eternal: Oneness, Unity, Love, Etc.

Her death was an expression of that focus.

The many months of not experiencing the presence of God in any form––an experience she’d otherwise known continually since birth some 70 years earlier––made the surrender to God of her physical shell her only remaining way to attempt to touch the Divine Essence.  

No lack of resourcefulness, effort or devotion preceded her decision.  All her adult life she said, “I don’t want to die afraid.”  She didn’t, I’m sure.  Nor did she die of despair, or self-hatred, or of feeling a victim.  

This is why she had the fortitude to twist around her neck a strap attached to the barn wall, take her weight off her feet, then free her body’s naturally convulsive resistance to strangulation.  

I offer such a challenging image deliberately.  The expansion required to transcend it, and feel the depth of Dear’s integrity of purpose, is an example of how her influence can serve the most important considerations of one’s life:  Oneness, Unity, Love, Etc.