小感悟
心灵可能会欺骗我们自己
语言和文字也可能欺骗我们自己
甚至思维意识也可能欺骗我们自己
但是身体不会
身体选择小我只会带来疲倦匮乏感以及无助感
身体选择圣灵就好带来饱满富足精神状态
睡觉了之后怎么办?
睡觉之后潜意识任然有选择
身体与心灵本身就是一体的
您的心灵如何选择
身体就会带给您怎样的体验
所以《奇迹课程》说
凡真实的不受威胁
凡不真实的根本不存在
说主的平安就在其中
小感悟
明白上面道理之后我们别无选择
我们只要选择心灵平安，没有没有退路我们没有选择余地
因为我们每一个起心动念都在选择，要么小我要么圣灵
改变不可能“脚踏两只船”
小感悟
就如果《哈姆雷特》所说
是生存还是毁灭这是一个问题！?
其实《奇迹课程》告诉我们，我们还可以选择宽恕
莎士比亚《哈姆雷特》内心独白，原文，资料搜索自百度
生存还是毁灭？这是个问题。
究竟哪样更高贵，去忍受那狂暴的命运无情的摧残还是挺身去反抗那无边的烦恼，把它扫一个干净。
去死，去睡就结束了，如果睡眠能结束我们心灵的创伤和肉体所承受的千百种痛苦，那真是生存求之不得的天大的好事。去死，去睡，
去睡，也许会做梦！
唉，这就麻烦了，即使摆脱了这尘世可在这死的睡眠里又会做些什么梦呢？真得想一想，就这点顾虑使人受着终身的折磨，
谁甘心忍受那鞭打和嘲弄，受人压迫，受尽侮蔑和轻视，忍受那失恋的痛苦，法庭的拖延，衙门的横征暴敛，默默无闻的劳碌却只换来多少凌辱。但他自己只要用把尖刀就能解脱了。
谁也不甘心，呻吟、流汗拖着这残生，可是对死后又感觉到恐惧，又从来没有任何人从死亡的国土里回来，因此动摇了，宁愿忍受着目前的苦难而不愿投奔向另一种苦难。
顾虑就使我们都变成了懦夫，使得那果断的本色蒙上了一层思虑的惨白的容颜，本来可以做出伟大的事业，由于思虑就化为乌有了，丧失了行动的能力。
hamlet:to be， or not to be- that is the question:
whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
or to take arms against a sea of troubles，
And by opposing end them. to die- to sleep-
No more； and by a sleep to say we end
the heartache， and the thousand natural shocks
that flesh is heir to.'tis a consummation
devoutly to be wish'd. to die- to sleep.
to sleep- perchance to dream: ay， there's the rub!
For in that sleep of death what dreams may e
when we have shuffled off this mortal coil，
must give us pause. there's the respect
that makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time，
th' oppressor's wrong， the proud man's contumely，
the pangs of despis'd love， the law's delay，
the insolence of office， and the spurns
that patient merit of th' unworthy takes，
when he himself might his quietus make
with a bare bodkin? who would these fardels bear，
to grunt and sweat under a weary life，
but that the dread of something after death-
the undiscover'd country， from whose bourn
No traveller returns- puzzles the will，
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
than fly to others that we know not of?
thus conscience does make cowards of us all，
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought，
And enterprises of great pith and moment
with this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action.