God is my Father, and He loves His Son.
My true identity is so secure, so lofty, sinless, glorious and great, wholly beneficent and free from guilt, that Heaven looks to It to give it light. It is the gift my Father gave to me; the one as well I give the world. There is no gift but this that can be either given or received. This is reality, only this. This is illusion’s end. It is the truth.
My name, O Father, is still known to You. I have forgotten it, and do not know where I am going, who I am, or what it is I do. Remind me, Father, now, for I am weary of the world I see. Reveal what You would have me see instead.
I’m watching the closing ceremony of the 2012 Olympics after a day of stillness when I was able to reflect on the message of the lesson. My phone mysteriously could not receive or make voice calls but could receive and send text messages, a condition which was remedied as soon as I left the hotel. I took it as a sign that I was not meant to communicate in any vocal way with the outside world, to simply enjoy more weddings and the secnery.
During discussions with my friend as we sat in the sunshine (before the rain started) I realised that I’ve been carrying guilt for what I thought I was doing to a person. Although I had accepted on an intellectual level that I could not be responsible for his state of mental health and happiness, I hadn’t accepted it in my heart that this was true. Today a shift happened. I actually felt lighter as my heart accepted my guiltlessness and I knew I had freed him from the responsibility of my guilt. The illusion ended for both of us.
The Dhol drummers are in full swing in the closing ceremony, and everyone looks urophoric. The games are deemed a success. If we can work together for sport, why can’t we do that for life? Some of these people will go back to countries at war with each other. So strong is the illusion that we are separate, the belief in lack, that we have to fight for what we want and need, and that someone must lose in order for someone to win. Isn’t what these games actually reinforce –winners and losers. And yet in some of the team games it was the cooperation of the team members that lead to victory.
While we have world events like the Olympics that glorify competition, we are still a long way from encouraging belief in oneness and cooperation. And while I’m very happy for the Jamaican athletes who will be taking home 12 medals from these games, I would much prefer to see a Jamaica that lives in harmony with each other.