Keep Your Sticky Fingers Off The Creative Process!

Keep Your Sticky Fingers Off The Creative Process!

from  To Pray Without Ceasing

Martin Exeter   February 8, 1987

I wrote down a few little—I don’t know whether they are gems or not—earlier this evening when I was thinking along these lines. And if I can read my small writing here, I will read what I wrote. This relates to prayer, by the way.

“Whatever arises”—and something is always arising in our experience moment by moment by moment—“whatever arises, let me dwell in the secret place of the Most High.” In the creative process the little word let always seems to occur: “Let there be light,” “Let there be a firmament,” etc. “Let me dwell in the secret place of the Most High.” The place is secret because it is my place. No one else can get into it. Someone else may have a secret place, fine; everybody does; if they would consider dwelling there they would find out. There is a place of stillness, a place of strength. So whatever arises, let me be there.

“Let there be a place of stillness in the midst of turmoil.” How? Because I am that place. That’s how it comes in the midst of turmoil. There is plenty of turmoil around; we don’t have to go looking for that; but how about bringing the place of stillness into it? Let me not become all excited and try to settle things, to straighten things out and get things the way I think they should be. Just let there be a place of stillness in the midst of turmoil. Too simple? Did you ever allow it to happen? If you did you know that it works. You may not have to say a word, you may not even have to do anything. Just let that place of stillness be present because you are present.

“Let there be a place of light amidst darkness.” There is plenty of darkness around. Most people are fascinated by it. A lack of understanding, a lack of awareness, of what it is that is really going on—darkness! We have come to an awareness of what it is that is going on because there some alignment, at least, with the creative process. That’s what is going on. All this folderol in the world of human beings means nothing. The creative process means everything. That’s going to prevail, after all. Do you think human beings could get away with their rebelliousness in this little pinprick of a planet in the midst of the universe which is governed by the creative process? Not on your life!

“Let there be a place of ease amid disease.” People everywhere are frantically grappling with disease, trying to eliminate disease without changing the cause of it one iota. The cause of it is the lack of alignment with the creative process. That is the cause of all disease, of all trouble, of all tribulation. Yet human beings insist upon maintaining their own determinations. Okay, one can do that; but don’t complain when the results come along! Complaining is one of the most popular sports on earth.

A place of order. “Let there be a place of order in the chaos.” Why? Because I am present. I am present, praying without ceasing, part of the creative process, aligned with it. Let it work. Stop imposing good human ideas on it. Oh most people daren’t stop doing that, principally because they have no idea that there is any creative process. We have come to the point of knowing better. Let us never deny that, but be true to the truth that we know.

“Let there be a place of love and beauty in the midst of fear and ugliness.”

“Let my presence be a beacon of enfolding radiance in every circumstance.” Is that too much to ask? The creative process is doing it all the time, except human beings haven’t known it because they have blotted it out. Let us be willing to know it, that wherever we are we may bring life, and bring it more abundantly. This is a world of death. We cannot know life in a world of death. All we can know is dying. And that’s all human beings know. From the moment they are born, they are dying. The world that human beings have created, by their rejection of the creative process, is a dying world. In it, death is worshipped. Everybody is frantically trying to make something good come out of death. “Oh yes, after we die we go to heaven”—or the other place, as the case may be. I was going to say that’s not so hot, but it is!

So we pray without ceasing, aligned with the creative process, letting all the human efforts drain away, because we see so clearly where such efforts lead. Rise up into the experience of the creative process, which will occupy hearts and minds as they relinquish that human state of self. Then there is space, space to experience the natural flow of the creative process emerging through us, through anyone who will receive it, emerging through the consciousness of mankind to the extent that there is a willingness that it should, to the extent that there ceases to be persistence in glorifying the human self. The human self doesn’t belong on earth, and that will prove itself out in due course. There is a truth that does belong in human form.

Two great commandments were given, apparently, in the past: “Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all”—with all. No one ever did that, did they? They were draining love off here and draining it off there. “Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all ... and thy neighbour as thyself.” This seems to have been taken to mean that it is proper that you should love everybody. But something specific was said here: “thy neighbour.” And there was an indication, a sort of definition given, as to who your neighbor was. The statement wasn’t: "You must love everybody.” It wasn’t that. “Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.” And I suppose the definition of a neighbor is one who, to whatever degree, is allowing the creative process to work in his or her life. When that is so, the fact is discernible by reason of spiritual discernment.

There is something which flows between those in whom the creative process is being allowed to work. It can be sensed. There is what might be called a communion in the spirit of love. If someone is closed to the creative process, nothing is flowing; there can be no communion of love. So it isn't a command to love the unlovable. That would be an impossibility, wouldn’t it? The command is to love those through whom some measure of the creative process is being allowed to flow. If one is letting it flow through oneself, one will sense the movement of that flow through another. No judgment is necessary; you don’t judge anybody. You just find out whether the flow is there or not. I said in the past—and somebody took me to task for it—that those who deny the creative process, deny my King, mean absolutely nothing to me. Of course! There can be no flow. That’s the way it is. It is a foolish fancy to imagine that one can love everybody.

There are those who try it mind you. Most don’t. It isn’t a matter of loving everybody. It is a matter of loving the Lord with all, loving the creative process with all; and if the creative process is working through someone, that will be included, won’t it? So there is no contradiction here between loving the creative process in one’s own experience of it, and loving a perception of it as it moves through somebody else. It is all the creative process, all loving the Lord with all. Of course there is always an enfoldment of love. Love is always available. The creative process is always available to everybody. And there is nothing to say, “Well you can’t have it; you can’t experience it” It relates to what happens inside a person as to whether they accept it or reject it. Let it work. Let them accept it or let them reject it; we’ll find out.

Let the creative process work, and all things on that basis work together to perfection. But don’t slip in your two bits worth of good ideas to fortify the creative process. It doesn’t need your contribution. It will work the way it works, and we begin to discover what that is as we let it work through ourselves individually. Then we know what it is because it is expressed in our living, and we know what we express. The truth is known only in that way.

So it is well to put human nature, the human self, on the spot, which I have sought to do a little bit this evening. I'm sure you've all joined with me in putting it on the spot, for it only means something when you do it with respect to your own human self. “Get thee hence, satan.” The devil, it is said, was a liar from the beginning. He is also a thief. That says something about human beings. But our concern is to restore to the Lord what is His.

Keep your sticky fingers off the creative process! As that is done, the creative process has a chance to move within the range of one’s own immediate experience, so that there is an increasing awareness of that movement. Somewhere along the way you will find increasingly that your hands are necessary to the creative process, but on an entirely different basis, because there will be an entirely different person present.

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