Woke up suffering with guilt and shame. I was chaffing about little errors I had made—things I had already repented of. I understood that wallowing in negative emotions is harmful. I must find a way to get rid of this shame.
I remembered the book I had written, Love and the Human Spirit, the novel. I’m going to launch it and promote it, along with my other books, after I finish the beginning guitar book I am currently working on, Scales and Chords: Guitar Basics. A character in the novel had advised the protagonist on the chakras. The 2nd chakra is where guilt and shame hits, he said. At the second chakra, you need a relationship with one of the manifestations of God, take Krishna for instance. I couldn’t find Krishna. I couldn’t find Jesus either. Then I remembered, later on in the novel, another character had shared about Baha’u’llah. I had read Baha’u’llah’s words about trustworthiness last night. There was trustworthiness, forbearance, truthfulness, still no relief from the shame. The character had shared something that I felt was embarrassing. Baha’u’llah had been held in a Tehran dungeon for 4 months in 1852. During that time he had been collared with a 100 pound chain, and seated on a bench with no way to lie down. Upon release, he was exiled to Baghdad. The scarring around his neck from the chain persisted. I put my tongue in the scar, like she had shared. How did I do that? Imagination. There is a principle that imagination is spiritual reality. Another thing is, imagination goes on all the time anyway, whether active or passive. It had been my passive imagination that had been producing the shame. Now, embracing Baha’u’llah, I fell asleep in perfect peace.