The Difference Between Faith and Belief
Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2022 4:04 pm
The difference between faith and belief
We are collectively in a crossover period, from one age to the other, between the “I believe” of Pisces, and the “I know” of Aquarius. Being an Aquarian myself in this lifetime, and knowing a ridiculously large number of fellow Aquarians, I ponder these concepts frequently, as it seems since birth I have yearned for something that feels often just out of reach. Something has felt off in this reality, as in, out of balance, not right.
Could it be that our long journey away from center has led us through some very dark murky territory of consciousness, that does many things, but clarity and truth are not the hallmarks of this passage? It does seem that we have embodied both sides of the Piscean spectrum, from entertainment, beauty, wild imagination and creativity, but all done in a rather dim light, where what we are creating cannot be seen clearly, or even our motives clearly understood. It’s a place where anything goes, and yet it’s as if we have been busy assembling our reality in a dark room, with the lights off. Much can be learned from this experience, it’s true. But when the light of a new dawn begins to manifest itself in our consciousness, many of us may begin to wipe the sleepy out of our eyes, and wonder why nothing we thought we were creating looks quite like we intended.
For those, especially of the piscean persuasion, who kept in close contact with their intuition and ability to feel “truth” during this passage, they may have been able to maintain, or at least move increasingly towards, a better level of integration and understanding of this passage, and come out the better for it. Not that they, too, haven’t suffered during this epoch that is coming to an end. No one embodied gets out unscathed. But it does seem as though we are at a crossroad, where everything now is coming up for examination. Since the sun has not crept up over the horizon, yet, we still cannot see with full clarity, but many can sense the heightened state of consciousness that is coming our way.
And with it comes truth, a desire being rekindled to know what is real, and what is false. In the meantime, though, things are going to get rocky. As we fell deeper and deeper into a state of unconsciousness, we fell victim to self appointed puppet masters who just had to take this opportunity to enslave our consciousness. They use us to do their bidding, and we provide them with endless entertainment, as well as the fruits of our labor, and even our blood. Addiction to gore (and pedophilia) seems to be an issue as well. A short trip through history bears that fact out. They seem to derive some unfathomable pleasure from our pain and suffering, as well as our ignorance. They stole all the knowledge of what is really true, twisted it to meet their own ends, while spinning tales designed to further enmesh in their web of lies.
Religion, his-story, war, and public education have been their tools, as well as the idea that culture, laws (I’d rather go with agreed upon guidelines that are regularly discussed amongst a community as a whole), and governance are necessary ingredients to living a good life here. And manipulating our beliefs is their number one favorite tool, using all of the above. The thing with belief is that by its very definition, you take someone else’s word on what is true, rather than testing these beliefs to see if they stand up to scrutiny. Since it’s been so collectively dark for so long, we don’t even remember what it was like, when we could easily see with clarity what is, and isn’t true. And they, of course, don’t want us to see clearly. They also actively discourage questioning what they have manufactured for us as an acceptable interpretation of what our reality is really all about.
Being the usual quirky independent Aquarian that I am, I couldn’t help but stand out, because even early on I didn’t accept what I was told as the final word on almost everything, though I was slow to question certain concepts that it didn’t even occur to me to question until much later in life. I’m still doing it.
But what is this thing called faith? What makes it different from belief? Some beliefs can be proven or disproven, over time, but some beliefs, and faith as well, cannot be proven, for their action occurs in the unseen realms.
Faith for me has grown exponentially over the course of my lifetime, not through belief, but through experience. When I take a chance, after deep meditation, prayer, and energy work, I don’t believe the outcome will better than it would have been, I KNOW it will be. And the reason I know it will be, is after watching how that works in my life, time after time. I could almost write a book about the many times I’ve run up against seemingly insurmountable odds, yet watching miraculous results manifest that have come through getting out of my own way, realizing this “little me” is not in charge, and can not control the outcome, and then asking for forces that I know exist, but cannot physically see, to assist, and help create the best possible outcome.
Maybe a few examples will help illustrate better what I am talking about. Back in 2013, my husband and I were experiencing great difficulties, and almost unbearable challenges. I was determined to get out of a job that was causing my life force to slowly ebb away, as well as getting us out of the city, and in to a rural environment. The new job I thought was going to be so great didn’t give me enough hours to live on, and my friends living space attached to their shop that we had moved in to, ended up only lasting a month due to their marriage falling apart. Then another couple offered to let us stay on their rural property in an old RV that I had previously given away and borrowed back. We moved in to that, bringing our goats and chickens with us. Within two months, that too fell apart. The woman ended up showing her true nature, which was very unstable and, frankly, crazy, after less than two months. It turns out I had walked in on her one morning while she was physically abusing her young son, and that was pretty much the end of it there.
So there we were, having moved twice in two months, and knowing we needed to move again. The new job, though I liked it, was not going to cut it either. I was beside myself one morning, and after sobbing for an extensive amount of time, and allowing myself to move into a feeling of deep despair and hopelessness, I decided to go for a drive. I drove down to a heavily wooded area, and just pulled off on to the logging road, and sat, and cried, and prayed. I talked out loud to the big kahuna, and admitted I was powerless over my current situation, and could use some divine intervention. Slowly, as I sat there, I began to feel better, more empowered, and somehow knew an answer to our situation was forthcoming.
Then I drove back to the little RV we were staying in, got on the internet, and looked at job listings. After a short time, I saw a job listing that grabbed my attention. I quickly crafted an email and sent it out, inquiring about the position, and within a fairly short amount of time I heard back. We went the next day to meet with her, and not only landed a job for the two of us, care-taking an elderly woman with Alzheimer’s, but it also included a place to live where I could bring our animals. This job lasted one full year, and gave us the opportunity we needed to transition to a rural living lifestyle.
I could tell story after story of this same procedure, of bumping up against a situation that seems impossible, yet when I finally remember, what I seem to frequently forget, to ask for help, admit I cannot do it by myself, the answer ALWAYS comes!
There is something that responds to us, when we create the right space for it to manifest, and it is indeed benevolent. The more I engage this something, the more palpable and real it has become for me. What exactly is it? I believe this spiritual power, this essence, is like the spice in the movie Dune. It is in everything. Throughout time it has been called by many names, and yet, to me it is nameless. It simply is.
I will end this, and come back to it later. It seems there is more I want to say, but have run out of time for now. The reason I am writing about this at all, is because we are entering a time, where having unshakable faith is going to be a requirement to moving through some rather tough passages that lie ahead. Especially for those who do not believe in this unseen energy, nor have the experience that takes one beyond belief into knowing. It took me a long time to get over my doubting Thomas syndrome, and maybe, just maybe, my words will inspire others to start developing those muscles of faith. Once you do know, you can’t go back to unknowing, and that is a good thing.
We are collectively in a crossover period, from one age to the other, between the “I believe” of Pisces, and the “I know” of Aquarius. Being an Aquarian myself in this lifetime, and knowing a ridiculously large number of fellow Aquarians, I ponder these concepts frequently, as it seems since birth I have yearned for something that feels often just out of reach. Something has felt off in this reality, as in, out of balance, not right.
Could it be that our long journey away from center has led us through some very dark murky territory of consciousness, that does many things, but clarity and truth are not the hallmarks of this passage? It does seem that we have embodied both sides of the Piscean spectrum, from entertainment, beauty, wild imagination and creativity, but all done in a rather dim light, where what we are creating cannot be seen clearly, or even our motives clearly understood. It’s a place where anything goes, and yet it’s as if we have been busy assembling our reality in a dark room, with the lights off. Much can be learned from this experience, it’s true. But when the light of a new dawn begins to manifest itself in our consciousness, many of us may begin to wipe the sleepy out of our eyes, and wonder why nothing we thought we were creating looks quite like we intended.
For those, especially of the piscean persuasion, who kept in close contact with their intuition and ability to feel “truth” during this passage, they may have been able to maintain, or at least move increasingly towards, a better level of integration and understanding of this passage, and come out the better for it. Not that they, too, haven’t suffered during this epoch that is coming to an end. No one embodied gets out unscathed. But it does seem as though we are at a crossroad, where everything now is coming up for examination. Since the sun has not crept up over the horizon, yet, we still cannot see with full clarity, but many can sense the heightened state of consciousness that is coming our way.
And with it comes truth, a desire being rekindled to know what is real, and what is false. In the meantime, though, things are going to get rocky. As we fell deeper and deeper into a state of unconsciousness, we fell victim to self appointed puppet masters who just had to take this opportunity to enslave our consciousness. They use us to do their bidding, and we provide them with endless entertainment, as well as the fruits of our labor, and even our blood. Addiction to gore (and pedophilia) seems to be an issue as well. A short trip through history bears that fact out. They seem to derive some unfathomable pleasure from our pain and suffering, as well as our ignorance. They stole all the knowledge of what is really true, twisted it to meet their own ends, while spinning tales designed to further enmesh in their web of lies.
Religion, his-story, war, and public education have been their tools, as well as the idea that culture, laws (I’d rather go with agreed upon guidelines that are regularly discussed amongst a community as a whole), and governance are necessary ingredients to living a good life here. And manipulating our beliefs is their number one favorite tool, using all of the above. The thing with belief is that by its very definition, you take someone else’s word on what is true, rather than testing these beliefs to see if they stand up to scrutiny. Since it’s been so collectively dark for so long, we don’t even remember what it was like, when we could easily see with clarity what is, and isn’t true. And they, of course, don’t want us to see clearly. They also actively discourage questioning what they have manufactured for us as an acceptable interpretation of what our reality is really all about.
Being the usual quirky independent Aquarian that I am, I couldn’t help but stand out, because even early on I didn’t accept what I was told as the final word on almost everything, though I was slow to question certain concepts that it didn’t even occur to me to question until much later in life. I’m still doing it.
But what is this thing called faith? What makes it different from belief? Some beliefs can be proven or disproven, over time, but some beliefs, and faith as well, cannot be proven, for their action occurs in the unseen realms.
Faith for me has grown exponentially over the course of my lifetime, not through belief, but through experience. When I take a chance, after deep meditation, prayer, and energy work, I don’t believe the outcome will better than it would have been, I KNOW it will be. And the reason I know it will be, is after watching how that works in my life, time after time. I could almost write a book about the many times I’ve run up against seemingly insurmountable odds, yet watching miraculous results manifest that have come through getting out of my own way, realizing this “little me” is not in charge, and can not control the outcome, and then asking for forces that I know exist, but cannot physically see, to assist, and help create the best possible outcome.
Maybe a few examples will help illustrate better what I am talking about. Back in 2013, my husband and I were experiencing great difficulties, and almost unbearable challenges. I was determined to get out of a job that was causing my life force to slowly ebb away, as well as getting us out of the city, and in to a rural environment. The new job I thought was going to be so great didn’t give me enough hours to live on, and my friends living space attached to their shop that we had moved in to, ended up only lasting a month due to their marriage falling apart. Then another couple offered to let us stay on their rural property in an old RV that I had previously given away and borrowed back. We moved in to that, bringing our goats and chickens with us. Within two months, that too fell apart. The woman ended up showing her true nature, which was very unstable and, frankly, crazy, after less than two months. It turns out I had walked in on her one morning while she was physically abusing her young son, and that was pretty much the end of it there.
So there we were, having moved twice in two months, and knowing we needed to move again. The new job, though I liked it, was not going to cut it either. I was beside myself one morning, and after sobbing for an extensive amount of time, and allowing myself to move into a feeling of deep despair and hopelessness, I decided to go for a drive. I drove down to a heavily wooded area, and just pulled off on to the logging road, and sat, and cried, and prayed. I talked out loud to the big kahuna, and admitted I was powerless over my current situation, and could use some divine intervention. Slowly, as I sat there, I began to feel better, more empowered, and somehow knew an answer to our situation was forthcoming.
Then I drove back to the little RV we were staying in, got on the internet, and looked at job listings. After a short time, I saw a job listing that grabbed my attention. I quickly crafted an email and sent it out, inquiring about the position, and within a fairly short amount of time I heard back. We went the next day to meet with her, and not only landed a job for the two of us, care-taking an elderly woman with Alzheimer’s, but it also included a place to live where I could bring our animals. This job lasted one full year, and gave us the opportunity we needed to transition to a rural living lifestyle.
I could tell story after story of this same procedure, of bumping up against a situation that seems impossible, yet when I finally remember, what I seem to frequently forget, to ask for help, admit I cannot do it by myself, the answer ALWAYS comes!
There is something that responds to us, when we create the right space for it to manifest, and it is indeed benevolent. The more I engage this something, the more palpable and real it has become for me. What exactly is it? I believe this spiritual power, this essence, is like the spice in the movie Dune. It is in everything. Throughout time it has been called by many names, and yet, to me it is nameless. It simply is.
I will end this, and come back to it later. It seems there is more I want to say, but have run out of time for now. The reason I am writing about this at all, is because we are entering a time, where having unshakable faith is going to be a requirement to moving through some rather tough passages that lie ahead. Especially for those who do not believe in this unseen energy, nor have the experience that takes one beyond belief into knowing. It took me a long time to get over my doubting Thomas syndrome, and maybe, just maybe, my words will inspire others to start developing those muscles of faith. Once you do know, you can’t go back to unknowing, and that is a good thing.