[From a letter to a friend]


So on the plane I had a really good journaling session.  I'd prayed for an answer to what should give my life motivation and meaning, since I've been a bit low in that department, what with all the disappointments in people and reasons to be grumpy at God.

OK, so this is what I realized . . .

No.  I'll tell you how I got there first.  First I made a list of all the things I wanted in life.  Big things.  15 of them.  Then I ranked them.  Number 1: value myself (so much springs from that); number 2: live in God's spirit (or whoevers - not quibbling over language . . . ) ; number 3: really feel and experience what is happening (I believe the word for that is "witness consciousness," eh?  And so forth.  Others on that list were not so noble (have lots of sex was on the list, but it actually ranked only on the bottom . . . because sex for me is really an expression of something (or things) else (starting with valuing myself, right?!  Hopefully!).

So I made myself a nice list, carefully shielding it from my seatmates, because I was feeling shy.  Then I realized the desires that ranked could be categorized into a previous thought I'd had . . . Valuing myself and feeling and experiencing are both aspects of witness consciousness.  And Union with spirit and experiencing prana and source are part of being creation.  And then, I thought, it's not just about seeing God, but about contributing and putting out . . . and my voice is an aspect of that - that's my most important way of giving to the world.  And giving to other people in relationship is also important.

So then I thought, wow, all those things I want (the ones that ranked, anyway) are all aspects of me being in relationship to divine.  It's me, giving myself (valuing myself, giving my voice, opening myself to experience) or being in relationship (prana, others, union).

So that's it: it's a divine relationship that I'm in.  I'm married to the spirit, simply by living on this earth.  And like any relationship, it's got disappointments and struggles.  So that works for me as a way of understanding.

Don't know why it took me this long to get it through my thick head.  Or accept it.

(I wonder what you think of this, my inner process, all logical and categorized!  And, of course, not particularly original.  But still, I'm feeling much better. )