The Judge a Bronze Sculpture Allegory by James Muir Bronze Allegorical Sculptor-Artist
“Wielding the quill pen of the Feather of Truth the Judge metes out the measure of justice to be recorded in the book of life’s remembrance.”
“For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged:”
“The choice to judge rather than to know is the cause of the loss of peace. You have no idea of the tremendous release and deep peace that comes from meeting yourself and your brothers totally without judgment. Judgment always imprisons because it separates segments of reality by the unstable scales of desire. You who would judge reality cannot see it, for whenever judgment enters, reality has slipped away. No one who loves can judge, and what he sees is free of condemnation. Comparison must be an ego device, for love makes none. Specialness always makes comparisons; it is established by a lack seen in another, and maintained by searching for, and keeping clear in sight, and lacks it can perceive. Learn this and learn it well, for it is here delay of happiness is shortened by a span of time you cannot realize. You never hate your brother for his sins, but only for your own. Judgment was made to be a weapon used against the truth. It separates what it is being used against, and sets it off as if it were a thing apart. And then it makes of it what you would have it to be. It judges what it cannot understand, because it cannot see totality and therefore judges falsely. Wisdom is not judgment; it is the relinquishment of judgment. When I have forgiven myself and remembered who I am, I will bless everyone and everything I see.
From: “Accept this gift”