Yesterday I wrote something that felt rightto me. No, I’m not talking about my blog post. This came before the blog, or “bb”. When I awakened, the words were crystal clear. I laid in bed, listening to the thought… feeling its truth as it resonated throughout me. Of course, I had to make the decision whether to get up or not. I didn’t have a notepad next to the bed. Didn’t have a digital voice recorder.
As simple as the words were, I couldn’t assume that they’d simply sit there in my consciousness until I “got around to” doing something about it. Having experienced these moments of lucid conceptualization many times before, I knew the light would pass if I write them down. All I would need to do is hold on to the thought long enough to get to the computer, which is my paper and pencil of choice.
I got up and headed downstairs to my computer.
Like a billboard, I could “see” this phrase, not visually, but in my mind. I couldn’t hear it, but I knew it was there.
“I AM, a Creator-Being…
An Embodiment and Expression
Of God.”
“Wow!” I thought. Powerful stuff! It sat there in its supreme trueness, patiently sustaining itself while I got comfortable, started Word, and began typing.
“I AM, a Creator-Being…
An Embodiment and Expression
Of God.”
Okay, got it. That wasn’t so hard; in fact, it was easy. But the surprise, we weren’t done. Another thought had readied itself for my dictation:
“You ARE, a Creator-Being…
An Embodiment and Expression
Of God.”
Smiling, I now knew where we were going with this. Not since my days in elementary school, and then high school Latin, where we were led through what seemed to be interminable verb conjugation exercises. But now, these thoughts came in a flash. And they were received as a Gift.
“He / She / It IS, a Creator-Being…
An Embodiment and Expression,
Of God.”
The trueness of this idea for me didn’t begin with the morning’s dawn. I have been drawn to a more wholistic worldview for most of my adult life. A generous steeping in religious cosmology with a Southern Baptist flavor as a child saturated my mind with concepts of God and Jesus, His “only son” who died on the cross for our “sins.” Concepts of God’s chief nemesis, Satan, into whose possession we’d be thrust if we went against God’s way. And it seemed that any and everything that was fun was against God’s way.
In his banishment from Heaven, Satan opened a resort that might have been marketed as having the Universe’s best sauna. He just didn’t have the right PR firm. But according to the operating belief structure in the religion, we were to resist Satan at every turn, for He was at every corner trying to lead us astray, like he tried to do with Jesus.
“We ARE Creator-Beings…
Embodiments and Expressions
Of God.”
That was many years ago. The sin and Satan scenario never really resonated with me. I behaved though, as much as a healthy growing boy in Chicago might be expected to. Well, I was expected to behave, and for the most part, I did. When I crossed the line, my backside generally paid the price.
“YOU (collective) ARE Creator-Beings…
Embodiments and Expressions
Of God.”
When I lived under my parent’s roof, I lived by their rules. When I moved out on my own (actually when I married for the first time), we lived by our own rules; and being members of a church, or particularly religious, wasn’t one of them. As I saw it then, and still see it today, if I am causing and/or doing no harm to anyone, I should have nothing to fear from God, especially a God that is said to be synonymous with Love. We can be loving and not religious. Besides, being loving toward others who are loving back, is great fun.
“They ARE Creator-Beings…
Embodiments and Expressions
Of God.”
Yeah, that made sense to me. It all makes sense now. I realize that some people may not see these statements to be true, and that is their prerogative to do so. But for those who do… not even the sky is a limit.
I named this piece, “Divine Conjugation”. Next time I’ll write more about about why these thoughts mean so much now.
