Sunday Greetings on Mother’s Day…
My mother had a strong sense of herself. And in today’s blog I find myself remembering that about her. As is true for most of us, my mother’s sense of herself, her “I”ness, moved around quite a bit, as she assumed the roles of both parents when my father died prematurely. I remember mostly the strength at her center.
Going deeper into ‘A Better Idea of God’ with you, the following essay addresses the sense we all share of “I” and its root in absolute consciousness.
The “I” that is a Constant
The sense of “I” is a constant. Whatever we believe, feel, intend, do, we feel that the “I” that is thinking, feeling, intending, doing, is the real us, the real “I”. What is more, it is at least conceivable that all sentient beings, on every level of evolution, whatever they are doing, feel themselves to be the very same “I”.
On the human level, we experience a plethora of “I”s that prevent us from realizing that when we simply rest in the “I” without thought, without content of any sort, we are resting in our true identity as pure consciousness – and we are God.
If the “I” is not simply our bodies, and, of course, it is not, is it really God? If not, what is it – and what is God?