Saturday, 12 November 2016

Guest Author Roger Kenworthy of Ontario, Canada.


I was born in a small town in southern Ontario, Canada, and always yearned to travel the world to experience new adventures within a variety of foreign lands. I remember as a young boy of five our family drove to Manitoba (over 1,600 kilometers), and as my siblings slept most of the time I was wide-eyed to the new world whizzing past us at 100 kilometers per hour. 

Fulfilling my wanderlust provides a rich and diversified quilt of experiences for my books. The many characters I write about are forged from the love of adventure manifested over decades of travel and research. 
I have been writing since 2007 and have eighteen books on Kindle/Amazon in two genres; adventure and motivational/spiritual/self-help. 
My personal pathway to success began many years ago after attending a Bob Proctor seminar in Toronto, Canada. Those exciting sessions opened the doorway to the many icons of the New Thought Movement who wrote about the divinity and possibility that resides within each of us.   

Life changed by the words of Phineas Quimby, Thomas Troward, James Allen, William Walker Atkinson, Wallace Wattles and a host of others. And now, I feel it’s my responsibility to give back and share his experiences to help others achieve what they want to in their life. 
 
Appearing in your blog is timely; I just released a new book on Oct. 6th, The Way: Universal Truths from The Lost Text.  Find it here
 
 
 
 
  

The Way: Universal Truths from The Lost Text

PROLOGUE

It is August 1207 of the Common Era, a new day dawns upon Loyang, a sleepy village of  several hundred souls in northern China. But it is not an ordinary day; you see, the Mongol hordes have swooped down upon the innocent and wait impatiently for the conquest to begin. 

Philosopher Ling Tzu feels great anxiety in his heart as the other citizens prepare for the conflict that is about to bring total destruction down upon them.  The battle begins and with the wrath of the enemy unmercifully set upon Loyang’s citizens, the wise sage buries his life’s work in an earthen jar far from the eyes and hands of the cruel invaders.

 A gravelly voice makes demands, “Sage, give us your gold, and we may spare your life.”

“Mongol warrior, I am Ling Tzu, a philosopher and scribe of the highest court of Loyang. I do not possess such evil. This lifeless, soulless master blinds citizens to the truth, causes brothers to kill brothers, and takes away joy in this life and every other life you shall experience. As you fight for more, more blood is spilled, as more blood is spilled more tears are shed, and as more tears are shed more dreams are lost.

“What valuables I possess are thoughts, words, and manuscripts that preserve the Universal Truths for all of humanity to live a joyous and fulfilled life. My golden treasures shall last forever…can you say the same for your gold trinkets.”

The swarthy warrior was perplexed, yet unmoved by such fanciful words and ideas.

“No gold…feel my cold blade run through you, enjoy your worthless treasures Sage!

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The rediscovery of philosopher Ling Tzu’s (1159-1207) seminal work, The Way, has given the modern world a spiritual guide that contains one-hundred and thirty-five Universal Truths for living a life of purpose and direction. 

While over eight centuries have passed since these messages were written, it appears that time has stood still, motionless after many millennia. The Universal Truths are as relevant today as they were when the ancient scribe guided his pen in ink and assigned his wisdom upon a silk clothe.  After all, true wisdom cannot be erased, diminished, or altered by time. 

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The Way is not place. The Way is state. This is The Way.

The Way is not on a mountaintop. The Way is the confidence you feel on a mountaintop. The Way is not in a meadow. The Way is the love you feel in a meadow.

 
 
 
 
 
The Way is not in the sea. The Way is the serenity you feel in the sea. The Way is not in a lagoon. The Way is the security you feel in a lagoon.

The Way is not in the forest. The Way is the gratitude you feel in the forest. The Way is not in a valley. The Way is the awareness you feel in a valley.

The Way is not an island. The Way is the truth you feel on an island. The Way is not in a canyon. The Way is the reality you feel in a canyon.

The Way is not in the wind. The Way is the compassion you feel in the wind. The Way is not in the rain. The Way is the acceptance you feel in the rain.

The Way is not in the sunlight. The Way is the trust you feel in the sunlight. The Way is not in the moonlight. The Way is the expectation you feel in the moonlight.

The Way is not on a beach. The Way is the joy you feel on a beach. The Way is not in a marsh. The Way is the poise you feel in a marsh.

The Way is not in the heavens. The Way is the enlightenment you feel in the heavens. The Way is not in the stars. The Way is the consciousness you feel in the stars.

 
 
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Love is not words. Words are not love. This is The Way.

Love is a tear on a lover’s cheek. Love is a new born baby’s cry. Love is the echo of a pounding heart. Love is a sweaty palm.

Love is a dry throat. Love is a gentle hug. Love is a furtive look across a crowded room.

We must love our Self to be whole. We must not love another to be whole. To love another to be whole is an illusion. To love your Self to be whole is reality.

A home full of Self-love is an enlightened home. A home devoid of Self-love is an unenlightened home. A home of Self-love is a home surrounded by love from and of the Source.

Self-love originates from The Way…it ends with The Way.

Each of us desire the whole of love, but most feel the distain of the whole without Self-love.  They shall never achieve the whole of love.

You have free will to love your Self. You have free will to distain your Self. This is The Way.

When you receive the love of The Way, you achieve the love of the Self. When you do not receive the love of The Way, you do not achieve the love of the Self.

The Way is the whole of love. The love of the whole is The Way. The giver of love is The Way. The holder of love is The Way.

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There is the old. There is the young. This is The Way.

The young are naïve and malleable, the old are learned and brittle. Brittleness is for trees not for people, malleability is for people not trees.

To live well take the malleability of youth and pass it to the old, to live well pass the learned of old age and pass it to the young.

The young see everything as new, sparkling, and shiny. The old see everything as old, dark, and dull.

The young hear everything as new, sparkling, and shiny. The old hear everything as old, dark, and dull.

The young speak everything as new, sparkling, and shiny. The old speak everything as old, dark, and dull.

The young write everything as new, sparkling, and shiny. The old write everything as old, dark, and dull.

The young see everything as an event to live a new experience. The old see everything as an accident to not experience again.

The young hear everything as an event to live a new experience. The old hear everything as an accident to not experience again.

 The young speak everything as an event to live a new experience. The old speak everything as an accident to not experience again.

The young read everything as an event to live a new experience. The old read everything as an accident to not experience again.

The old must see everything as new, sparkling, and shiny. The old must hear everything as new, sparkling, and shiny.

The old must speak everything as new, sparkling, and shiny. The old must write everything as new, sparkling, and shiny.

If you see everything as new, sparkling, and shiny you shall never age. If you hear everything as new, sparkling, and shiny you shall never age

If you speak everything as new, sparkling, and shiny you shall never age. If you write everything as new, sparkling, and shiny you shall never age.

If you see everything as old, dark, and dull you shall age.  If you hear everything as old, dark, and dull you shall age. 

If you speak everything as old, dark, and dull you shall age.  If you write everything as old, dark, and dull you shall age.

 
Thank you Roger for sharing your latest work.
Other books by this talented author.
 
For you readers, please drop by Roger's website to discover more about him and his books.






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