Today I wake with an “aha” though I don’t know why.
Self discovery is such an interesting process, don’t you think? To ask Who Am I? That question seems so complicated, and yet when you finally get to the bottom of it, the answer is so simple. You have to laugh.
It seems the more you try to define yourself, the more complicated you become. Each definition you come up with adds a layer and pretty soon you are buried in layers of adjectives, personas, monsters and saints and as the saying goes, ‘you can’t see the forest for the trees.’
To know yourself, is to know God. Sweep away all those layers and there is ‘God’. Anyone who has studied ACIM knows from the first of the lessons. As I recall it goes something like “I don’t know what this (any noun/object) is for.” Of course you don’t! You are God. God has no need of objects so they are alien to Him. They are constructs of yours, made from your head to make your life easier/harder. So when you do that lesson, you are speaking as who you really are, not as who you pretend to be.
I remember debating that first lesson with a friend of mine. Of course I knew what this ‘fork’ was for. It was an instrument I used to stab a piece of food so I could bring it from plate to mouth and feed myself. That is the level the game is played at. As God, you have no need to eat, so no need for a fork. Forks are alien to God. They appear only in YOUR game. You REALLY exist on an entirely different level. If you are vigilant, you will catch glimpses of HIS.
Life really IS a game. It is under your control. Your control is managed with ‘free will’ which is just another way of saying you can make whatever choice you want to make. Choices have consequences. Some can be fairly predictable. Others not so much. What kind of gambler are you? What kind of risk taker? Obviously, in any game, the more you risk, the more you stand to gain or lose. Just don’t lose sight of the fact that it IS still a game and you will still walk away with nothing in the material sense and which has no meaning in the end. You still have to stack your money, and gather all your accumulated “stuff” and pack them away in the box with your body or your gamepiece and put it back on some imaginary shelf.
I don’t even think it matters how you play the game. There is a place for both ruthless abandon and love and forgiveness. Sometimes it’s hard to choose. Neither choice is ‘right’ or ‘wrong’. Both choices have consequences here and as such deserve a little thought (or not). In the hereafter, I think things just ‘are’. I don’t think you can mix the two since one is very real and the other is just a projection of your imagination… in other words, unreal.
So there is a meander through my mind first thing this morning. I find it a wonderfully wacky place! Completely entertaining.