Section One: Coming from Source

The "Hi, God" Story

One day,
God imagined himself to be
a single human being.
Why, it must be you!
Hello again, God.


God's Voice

One day I reached out
To touch the face of God.
I called out
To hear his voice.
But he fooled me.
From the highest plane,
He looked at me
With my face.
He spoke to me
In my voice.
Alas, I thought it was just me
Til' one day
It dawned on me
What better face and eyes
To see me with,
What better voice and tongue
To speak to me in,
Than my own.


Many Faceted Faces

Source is the one who,
When you call to him
In your finite voice,
Looks instantly back
With the one facet, large or small,
Of his many, many faceted faces,
That is you,
In instant recognition
Like a long-lost loved one's embrace
And says to you
In your own mental voice
That obvious thing
You somehow couldn't get,
But had to know.

Source of All, Within Us

When I was a youth of fourteen or so in Michigan, I had a deep religious experience. My father and I, on a fall day, took the canoe out on the river. We were wearing heavy coats and big rubber boots. We put flotation cushions on the cold aluminum seats. We paddled downstream to a place in the river where there were rocks, mostly just under the surface, set there to divert water around the water treatment plant nearby.

There was a good spot about three or four feet wide where, if you kept the canoe straight, you could go right through. We started to do just that, but didn't get it quite right, and the canoe caught on a rock, sending us toppling over into the icy water. Dad and I got the canoe to the shore with all of our stuff except a floatation cushion, which was floating away.

I ran along the bank, cold and wet like my father, to go get the cushion. A little farther downstream, since I was already wet, I waded into the stream towards the middle to go get it before the river took it too far. As I waded in, the bottom suddenly dropped off, plunging me again into the icy water, with my heavy coat and rubber boots pulling me down as I tried to swim in the now frightening current.

I could feel my strength rapidly waning and was about to go under when in my head I called out to God to help me. From my heart, and the heart of every cell of my being, a new energy surged. My life force, the inspiration from source within, welled up and infused me with new strength.

I saw the cushion only a few feet from me, and with new strength swam to it, pulling my rubber boots, sodden coat, clothes and all, along. I took it and floated, swimming safely to shore, and answering my dad very tiredly, but loud enough, when he very worriedly called me, from some distance upstream now.

I went back with the cushion but only one boot, I had kicked the other off in the struggle, better it than me, and the river had still gotten its payment for our mistake. At the time, I thought, Wow! There really is a God.

I didn't realize 'til many years later that God (Goddess if you're a woman) is the wellspring of our life force within us, manifesting in our lives and our very existence. He manifests through our sanity and inner strength, giving us life as his children, to mirror all human aspects of himself through our lives.

The concept of being "the one true god" is limiting to that being. God, as the All and the All within us, cares not for the separation of numbers categorizing our separation from him and one another.

I experience God as the Source beyond counting, while being all that is, including myself.

A Reverent Purpose

The main purpose in being a reverend
Is NOT to be revered,
But to inspire realizations
About spirituality
In people
And their relationships
With themselves
As Source.


God's Evolution

Self-awareness is the key to the evolution
Of mankind
And the evolution
Of God himself
Since he needs us
As his eyes, ears, and,
Differing from his,
Viewpoint.
In God's image, we evolve ourselves
Through our awareness, and so he
Likewise mirrors us,
And out of the unformed
creative consciousness
Comes the formation of God himself:
More evolved.


God's Favorite

When we each and every one
of us formed ourselves and
Our Universe out of the limitless sea of
Consciousness, which is
the essence of God,
We each and every one of
us had to decide
Which self, in this or any other Universe,
To be.
Naturally, each and every one of us
Chose the best possible self in
the universe to become.
That's why each and every one of us is
God's favorite
Child.


Qualms of God

God has no qualms
About each and every one of us
Having the experience of being him.
He considers that we are able to
At will anyway
Whether we need to rediscover that
Or not.


Working Hands

We are the hands of Source, working.
We are the voice of Source, speaking.
We are the mind of Source, reasoning.
We are the heart of Source, loving.
We are the will of Source, Creating.


Feeling Godlike

As the me that exists in the finite,
To the me that lives as the infinite pool
Of creative consciousness, I can
Always deny myself to myself,
Thereby frustrating myself.
Or maybe I could just reach
on up to that light
And have that me give me
more of myself from there.
After all, I don't miss it there,
Being infinite and all.
And I could use a lot more of that me
Down here, it makes me
Feel
Almost
Godlike.


Mile in My...