Messages 2008
A Poet’s Sadness.
March 7th, 2008
Santa Cruz, California
Received by FAB
I am here, Pablo Neruda.
Now you are confused. You are reading in my biography that I had discarded my early sadness and embraced happiness and joy, and yet you channeled me as saying that I was sad. Let me explain.
It is true that as I got older, a more mature and balanced view of life, along with a passionate devotion to humanity, dispelled my earlier sadness. But this newfound happiness, if you can call it that, was imperfect and hard to sustain. I could only go by what the earth life would give me, and since I lacked a spiritual perspective, I could never make sense of and integrate the confusions and unfairness of life.
I did the best I could, but being an atheist, what more could I possibly have seen? No, seen from my present perspective, I can honestly and accurately say that I was unhappy as a mortal, despite my creative inspiration and my devotion to humanity.
The adolescent sadness of my early years yielded to something more positive and broader, but it could not approach the deep happiness and fulfillment that come to those who have internalized the spiritual path.
Another source of unhappiness was my love life. Because of the choices I made, I caused pain to the women in my life, and that made me unhappy as well.