Not Just Comforting Ideas          By Sandy Jones

Question:

Sandy, Your reminder to return to The Source when I'm fearful, worried, or anxious, has helped and is wonderful. When I remember and realize this, it evokes the peace that "passes understanding", and once again I feel at Home. This is my undeniable personal experience. I am grateful to you and Bill for this.

However, you, Bill, and others take what seems to me huge conceptual leaps, saying this awareness belongs to Godhead, Divine Light, All Knowing, All Loving Living Presence...even going so far as saying this is my actual identity that does not die. These and more strike me as merely comforting ideas, intellectual conditioning--how can anyone directly Know? Love---

Answer:

Dear Love---

I thank you for writing to me.

I understand your question, and I am going to try to answer it here.

However, I do not think there is any way one can explain how they know God exists. It is like the soul of us just knows. It is not an intellectual knowing, it is a mysterious knowing.

Yet, for those who know, it is as plain as day. It is as obvious as wet is rain. It is so clear that God is Here; God and Here are the Same 'thing'. Here, being alive and being Here, Aware, I am Knowing I am Here, the Knowing and Being and Here are all what God is.

Oh, no I cannot explain how I know, I just know.

I also know that nothing dies, not ever. Awareness is my identity and Awareness does not die. God is Life Itself and Life does not die. God is Here and Here is never gone.

Yes, I know for sure that no one dies, I know there is no death.

I can see it is True. I can see what is Real and Life is Real and Life is God and God is Eternal, Life is All that Is. God is the Source of all that is. The Source that has no beginning and so end.

All I know is that Life, God, Reality does not die. All I know is that Awareness never dies and Awareness is my one and only Real Identity.

I can't answer your question. It's the Magic Mystery and That is how I know God Is Real. No one can speak of It, no one can capture It, no one show it to some else, no one can find a way to tell another of It, but yet we are Here and that is a fact and that fact is God.

It is a personal, direct, intimate relationship, one to one, God and Me, I know God and God knows Me-- and therefore it is undeniable. It is wonderful, I can tell you that. It is Liberation and It is Love and It is Peace and total security and It is Home..

I can't explain It.

Maybe St. Teresa of Avila can answer it for you:

"I Will Just Say This"

We bloomed in Spring.
Our bodies are the leaves of God.
The apparent seasons of life and death our eyes can suffer;
but our souls, dear, I will just say this forthright:
they are God Himself,
we will never perish unless He does.

The first law of thermodynamics says that 'energy can neither be created nor destroyed'

And Catherine of Sienna one day after a period of introspective prayer and grand enlightenment suddenly she arose and said:

, "My me is God.... Nor do I see any other me but my God himself."

I love the way Douglas Harding explains God:

This Amazing Realization     By Douglas Harding

"Why or how Consciousness should arise as it does from the blank inane Here, as it's doing all the time, is just incredible mystery. And if you call this God, I'm sure that God is absolutely astonished by his own impossible feat of self-origination. He doesn't know how he does it. If he knew how he did it, he would be missing out on the greatest joy imaginable, which is the wonder of Consciousness arising from Unconsciousness for no reason and with no help.

Human beings are so incredibly blasé. You show them something like this, and they say, "So what! What are you going on about? Of course Being has to be. Consciousness has to exist. Isness is natural."

I think that God's hair stands on end in wonder at her own self-invention. It's impossible! It's that wonderful. Gosh, let me live from this realization, this astonishment.

Put it like this: we congratulate ourselves on various things, don't we? I congratulate myself on being English, perhaps. Ha ha! I congratulate myself on being male, which is even more ridiculous. I congratulate myself on not having Alzheimer's too badly at this time. A million things we congratulate ourselves on, give ourselves good marks for.

But there's one thing that's superb, and we never realize what an incredible thing it is: I Am. I've occurred. Not I am this, not I am that, but just I Am. That is the great Marvel. I Am!

After that, a billion universes are chickenfeed.

This is so important for me because it puts in perspective my troubles. A reality that can get off its own launching pad with no help and for no reason and invent itself and get cracking and produce the kind of universe we have - I trust the One who can do that. I'm not going to get too bogged down in the silly, quirky little details of Douglas's nonsenses. I'm not going to take my little self and my troubles so seriously, now.

I'm awake to this astounding miracle going on Here all the time.

This mystery of what's behind the I Am puts the I Am and all other stuff into perspective, and my problems become peanuts in the light of this amazing realization"     (Douglas Harding)

Here is another article about Zero Point Light, you might enjoy:
The Brilliant Light

Much Love to you, and I hope this is helpful, Let me know.

Love, Sandy

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