Who’s Show Is It Anyway?
Often the messenger gets hung up on the message and becomes its icon rather than a simple conduit of information. I was no different. A few years later, I was busy with family, job and planning a future. I busied myself for the next decade until the cosmic 2×4 came swinging through my life – another new awakening for tempering the mettle of one’s character. Elucidations on enlightenment often include euphemisms.
Since that time, I’ve observed that identity is really of no consequence in the delivery of new information or clarification of the mysterious in order for the ‘magic’ of life to become present. Too often identity, assumed or projected, simply gets in the way. Our minds want to categorize and label instead of just listening and observing. The paradox is that sometimes critical information is in a name or the identification. Identity does make a difference.
We allow those who instruct us to continue the lie that we are separate from creation and need to give our power to someone else as our intercessor. Is this the kind of sense we seek to make common? Or, do we want to understand the mysteries of creation and just how connected we really are to knowing our identity as a spiritual being, a conscious co-creator?
In my continued studies, I’ve found the former to be the opposite of what was intended. Even in the Bible one can find reference to the magnitude of intention, “Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and that the Spirit of God dwelleth in you?” And from the Dead Sea Scrolls, “Don’t ye know that ye are god as I am god” Now that got me thinking. It totally flipped my point of view. Still, as Nietzsche puts it… ‘God wants playmates.’ How cool is that?
If those statements are true, then how can or could we verify it in our own experience? I had a sense it was going to be a very interesting journey. What could I offer others of my discoveries without drawing a crowd? Or did I want to draw a crowd? Nowadays crowd surfing is an ‘in’ thing. What if it is my destiny to become a front man, so to speak, in sharing a new view?
My own experience was a lunatic fringe to the common folk, so I had to come to terms with being comfortable in my weirdness. That didn’t mean that I kept out of sight, quite the opposite. I learned how to stand out in a crowd without saying a word, much to the chagrin of whoever I was with at the time. One of my favorites is an amazingly colorful marbleized tuxedo, reminiscent of Jason’s amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.
Over the years opportunity knocked and I walked through the door, over and over, until I had several degrees in business, certifications in teaching, hypnotherapy and transformational life coaching as well as a history of achievements that most people might not accomplish in ten lifetimes. I was not concerned about savings or retirement.
Why? I focused on the chance to learn, to stretch my inner and outer understanding, to jump into things I wanted to experience when the doors of opportunity opened – and they did regularly as long as I kept my heart open. The law of attraction was operating nicely, even before I knew there was one.
When I was approaching my 50s, a First Nation friend informed me that in their tradition one had to be 51 before he could participate in any council activity. That milestone means one can now share their understanding and wisdom because they’ve lived long enough to garner it. You see, their tradition requires one to grow to know the secrets of human emotions and our connections to Great Spirit before ever claiming to be a wise man.
In all these trials and tribulations, though, there came to be simple salient points of order that are strewn throughout all religions and spiritual paths as guideposts to finding freedom from self-deception. What I find more challenging is self-acceptance. To grow into what we truly are is the goal.
Dudley Lynch, President of Brain Technologies, Inc. called me a “Possibilities Coagulator” some years ago. It is my hopes that you, too, will become a ‘possibilities coagulator’ as you grow to know the secrets of connecting to your galactic heritage.
Ultimately, I just want to share that simple path to freedom from the self-deception of being anything less than a child of the universe. I think you will enjoy the process, in spite of the turmoil of the past and maybe even some that will come as you get over yourself in the present and progress through these posts. I’ll be sharing the tasty tidbits from years of trials and tribulations. They are all in a workbook called Cosmic Conundrum: Who Am I?