“Yes.”

I am not the body; I’m not even the mind. I am something else that has dressed itself, clothed itself with a body and mind.  I am a spirit, a form of energy with the power to disguise itself in various forms of life. I’m not sure what determines the form, but the answers lie within, because without, on the outside, in the world there are just other sources of energy clothed in plant form, animal form, human form, rock form, gaseous form. What we have in common is energy vibrating at different speeds.  I wonder indeed what power this energy has. Can it really change form through thought?  How do I discover what this energy within can actually do? Children close their eyes and their imaginative world becomes real. Ah young souls, with the power of the universe at their fingertips! No earthly limitations.

Daughter, you stand on the edge of My Property looking in. I’ve invited you to cross the property lines, to come unto Me. But there you stand, wondering how to put one foot in front of the other. You have hidden your true self in the forest. You’ve chained yourself to the trees. My trees are in bloom all year long, with plenty of fruit for all who come onto My Land, into My Arms.

 It’s late winter. The icebergs have begun to thaw into the sea, wisps of white foam wash ashore. I look into the horizon and wonder if this is all true. Am I stuck on shore from fear of  who I might be or because I know that I can’t swim in such cold turbulent waters.

“Die out to self,” You encourage.

Maybe I’ve got this all wrong, the Prodigal Son and Father parable. This isn’t just the salvation message, the return and forgiveness message. God is waiting for a complete commitment, not a partial ‘thank you’ for forgiving me and giving me a second chance.

Spiritualists and theologians say that we have created the world we live in by all the choices we have made up to this point. But God continues the conversation. “When you choose Me, I will make all the decisions from then on. From then on, your responsibility to Me is to live in the moment and moments I give you. That is what choosing Me means.”

This is true commitment: all or nothing.

I am not the body; I am not even the mind.

I am yes,

Just yes.

“Yes!”

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