Life Is Like A Box of Chocolates – A Buffet of Choices
Perhaps for many, one of the most memorable lines in Forest Gump was when the lead character said, “Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.” If we park aside the fact that the saying suggests we are not in charge of our own choices, therefore “you never know what you’re gonna get” – which of course is not true – what we are left with at this stage is a proposition that no matter which chocolate is picked, we still end up with chocolate, just a different kind.
One may draw a praline, a truffle, a caramel delight or a coconut nougat, however, is it not still a chocolate, still made up of cocoa, sugar, often milk, and then just a varying flavour to differentiate it from the pieces that lay beside it?
I entered the noble profession of teaching the year man landed on the moon. The numerous primary aged students I have encountered in my 45 plus years of teaching since would more than vouch for my ability to smell a rat a mile off and sense a whiff of a lie if they ever dared to attempt to pull the wool over my eyes. I am nobody’s fool, so when I read the arrant nonsense written by newsprint journalists or watch a conglomeration of lies presented via the TV media about Serge Benhayon, Universal Medicine and all who have chosen to be associated with this religion, I have been wondering what the world is coming to.
It was with considerable disbelief while online at work this past Monday, that I discovered the headline, “‘Sleazy’ millionaire ‘cult leader’” tagged in my newsfeed to a photo of someone I know very well to be anything but these defamatory and insulting words. Which for me instantly begs the question: what is it about the media today that it is so willing to print lies about someone without researching the facts?
Have you ever noticed that every time you go to write an email, send a letter or complete a work task, how conditioned we have become to do a quick spell check – or our computers are ready to provide us with an array of blue, red and green underlines to highlight what doesn’t conform to the writing standards?
When I first heard the name ‘Serge Benhayon’ I was on a weekend workshop learning another modality called Kinesiology. Early on in the workshop I felt my endless search for truth had been thwarted yet again, and that this modality offered me little or no truth or anything of value I could take into my life.
I had spent many years searching for truth, travelling the world doing yoga retreats and seeking out anyone that may provide some much needed truth and wisdom. I had read every Spiritual New Age book and had done workshops with Anthony Robbins, the Angel card reader, the man who has conversations with God, and had spent time dabbling with psychics, hoping they could provide some answers for me. Continue reading “Meeting Serge Benhayon… only the Beginning”→