We Who Dream, pg 31

As we write, we have no idea what God is. And yet we experience the reality of God. We feel His love because we are created of it. These words form a path already traveled. Many have gone ahead, written books, given lectures, teaching this one thing, based upon their own interpretation. This is why the Christ said, "I am the way." There is one way, but many ways to get there.

So many religions...

Some great, some small. But if each had its own heaven, its own hell, the universe would have collapsed long ago.

The chaos of a deity gone mad.

But God is not mad. Neither then are we. Truth is, we cannot resist His light. We cannot resist healing. We cannot resist our own recognition of that presence and power greater than ourselves.

Many see these times as proof the end is near.

And many see a beginning. The world is slowly (in our terms) coming together. Let us be willing for Spirit to awaken us.

Is this an easy thing?

There is no effort in mind. Ego teaches from a false text. We made the choice. We can be willing to see the light.

Now--not in some vague future.

Now is eternal. Know that we are wrapped in the Divine embrace. See courage amid bedlam. See something as simple as a hand on the shoulder of a loved one. Or shall we continue to roll our eyes at anything that distracts us from our fond cynicism? It is the purpose of the world to discover that peace was there all along.

Father, we come to you now, in the Grace you have placed in our hearts. We come as one, seeking light for all. In seeking, we find your perfect love. In finding, we are instantly healed of illusions of separation. Thank you, Father. Amen.

God is real.

A message that has survived centuries.

This stubborn faith.

Which can only be real. But this word cannot come close to describing Spirit. And yet we feel it, never again to cling to a vain hope, now that we have come this much closer to reality.

Because once we do, we're changed.

We move from theory to faith, faith to courage, courage to strength, and strength to compassion. Nothing will do but to declare this power from the highest peak of our enlightenment. Ours is to move forward, into that light.

Using the power, but blindly, we look "out" in separation and make this world that distracts us from God. We must dig and scratch our way out of this nightmare, and remember.

The Christ teaches us to come within and close the door, to meet the Father in secret. There is no digging or scratching. Only calm. What is there to block us from our home?

A cloud of separation, a vapor of ego.

We have feared shadows too long, walking a false road with many detours. Nightmares within dreams, until we believe in only what assails us. But all the while, One goes with us, whispering truth.