I Was Afraid Of This
by erica
(philadelphia, pa,us)
A few pages into your book, "On Being God" something told me we weren't going to have anything left to talk about and i would be delegated simply devil's advocate from here on out. Among the many eye openers or affirmatives i've come across in your book, one of them was this: "It is not enough to change what you say and do-- You must change who you are..." My childhood was great. My parents, great, and i have no complaints. Not a one. I'm 100% certain my siblings would agree. With that i could, like i suspect many, lay on a psychiatrist' sofa and have them peel back some layers. Where they come from, I have no idea. I suspect that i was born with them. The idea of God, i like to call "Him" God for the sake of simplicity though i don't personify "Him", use to scare the he77 out of me. I was a child. An innocent kid, presumably. What was i afraid of? I would walk in a dark room and cover my neck. And i would wonder about a very slight but discernable to me, threadlike discoloration in the shape of a boomerang on my chest right of center just below my collar bone. Why was this a concern of a little girl? The salute sign or how you might block your eyes from the sun, this is how i would cover my eyes from the cross that hung outside of the church i attended. Not to mention the day dreams. Heavy stuff at the time. Anyway. I guess i would like for you to confirm for me what i somehow already know, that if the gift of life is awareness and true awareness only exists in knowing the divine self, all anyone need do is not judge or put another way, the way A Course in Miracles states, "You need do nothing." Thanks again. Smile, erica