Introduction to The HP Writings

The map
in the hands of an adept
takes you there
step by step.

By this I mean The HP Writings are a map to what is unseen. The shadows on the wall capture your attention, as a cat mesmerized in the game of a laser beam. But once you’ve stopped to gather yourself together, you find that within each passing moment there is an accessing point to the Divine.

The mind’s statements based on belief only deceive. They can’t take you there. But you have help in the heart that will not bind, but free you to find this point of access to the Divine. Undifferentiated but totally personal, this guidance is universal. We call this guidance HP. It is the key to unlocking the delusion to free us from confusion.

Love, HP

©2013 The HP Writings

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Please Note:

Each HP Writing is complete within itself, but they can also form a curriculum, with earlier understandings forming a foundation for later ones. You may click here (or use the “Sort Order” widget in the sidebar) to view the writings in the original order as given. Otherwise and by default, the writings are presented in “blog order” with the most recent posts first.

Book Excerpt: The Passing

“The Passing” eBook in PDF format can be downloaded free of charge from the HP Publications page.

Within each passing moment
Lies the Eternal…
Passing

“…The passing is the point beyond which the ever­-renewing thought of the Divine finds a counterpoint in the world of form. It is the point between the perceived form and the imperceptible formless.

It is the point of contact of love for the Divine—of the Divine’s own conception and passing. It is the moment in which the reflection of all that you are is seen in the direct reflection of the First Aspect.

It is then the point of conception and finalitude within the seed of the One Heart. It is ever changing within the changeless—ever transient and ephemeral within the expanse of the eternal One.”

©2014 The HP Writings

Attention to “Do”

The tendency
to carry fear,
is so far away—
from
here.

As the mind turns its attention toward heaven within, it begins to sing a heavenly refrain. Nothing is the same. To know that God is within and without everything you do—it only takes your attention to do.

Do take the time. Do simply see me. Do nothing at all but take your attention from the laser beam on the wall. There is nothing there for you except empty promises; and a view that jumps from past to future—anywhere but here.

So as you begin to shake yourself awake—from the images of the past, that betray—you can honestly open yourself to today; and the honesty to be the real you. And what does that look like? What does it like? I say, the taste of who you truly are tastes real, as opposed to a cardboard statue in front of a movie reel.

Love, HP

©2014 The HP Writings

When True Living Starts

The cadence
sets the time
for coming home
.

By this I mean the heart knows the way. The heart knows the timing. The heart knows the way home, to the Source. The Source is accessed through the heart. It offers all possibilities—for you to feel complete.

And when the mind is taken back—into the service of the heart—true living starts. Miracles become a way of life, and you’ll see it—the laws of the mind, separate, defied.

And, what you will see, is what once you thought was enemy becomes your beloved. This may be the most profound change of all. Another change is seeing all the same, through humility.

For once the heart and mind join, there are no more projections of “enemy”. There are no more distinctions of differences. The emperor has no clothes—the mind stripped of its arrogant repose. And once again you will find the joy and happiness, of the child of God you find inside.

Love, HP

©2014 The HP Writings

Like Alchemy

The incinerator
is not just a place
where fire heats the face
.

By this I mean when the heart devours the leaden thinking of the mind in separation, it transforms it within; and the scenarios without change form. This is liken to alchemy, it’s the turning of poison into medicine—it heals all within.

So take this as a promise, not a wish. There is true transformation when you are willing to take your attention and place it on the heart, rather than the laser beam on the wall. The Source of all possibilities will allow you to know the way to go. You will become a beacon to others, and you will no longer be pulled in a direction in which you’re fooled.

No, you will be transported into a life devoid of strife. One in which the heart speaks—and rules with compassion, not vice.

Love, HP

©2014 The HP Writings

Release the Pain

The incinerator
burns the refuse—
unwanted, outworn
.

By this I mean it is Source—God, Spirit, the Divine—which acts through the heart to align. It devours, transforms and incinerates everything that would make your heart ache. Everything that causes you pain is released, through the heart of forgiveness and compassion; bringing only peace, joy and gain.

So what is it that is asked of you? Simply your willingness to allow it to pass through. Everything that would constrict and cause you suffering, is simply the wounded heart that started judging itself—and colored the world through its projection.

The wounded heart is simply the mind that forgot its function—to be in service to the heart. The wounding is simply its separation—from the wisdom the Source, through the heart, brings.

The mind says I see and I know and then it sends out sensors—the hounds—which bring back I told you so; while the Source within the heart waits patiently. Its only request—just see me. The mind again in service to the heart will set you free.

Love, HP

©2014 The HP Writings

The Mind’s Rightful Abode

The irony of the play
yields way to the exit door
.
My, that was a bore.

By this I mean until the mind releases its grapple hold of “I’m right” regarding everything in its sight, it will not open itself to its true and natural function—the question, curiosity. And when the heart supersedes and intervenes, just one time—through forgiveness—you have the opportunity to establish yourself in your Father’s house, freed from a self-made cell.

So understand the ramifications of this term forgiveness. It can’t be understood by the mind. It is the mind’s rightful abode, but it can’t see it. It is its opening to question that scares it. The idea of being consumed—in the extension of forgiveness—requires the willingness to relinquish its hold on “I’m right”.

But trust me now. If you can allow—allow forgiveness of you to flow through—you’ll find your entire world changed; and you will have released your own pain.

Love, HP

©2014 The HP Writings