The other night I had a massive headache. I finally resorted to a Red Bull, which thankfully worked but left me wide awake at 2 in the morning. Giving up on any chance of sleep, I checked my phone and remembered I’d signed up for a live podcast at 5 p.m. PST (2 a.m. my time). So I tuned in to Neale Donald Walsh, author of the Conversations with God trilogy.
I remember reading his very first book while lounging by my mother’s pool when I was 27. I was awestruck at the idea that I am god experiencing itself (as opposed to god looking down at me from a cloud). I knew this idea was true deep down to my pinky toes.
Neale’s ideas formed a story in my mind: God was bored with itself because there was just it, nothing else. So in order to have some fun, it split itself up into things so that it could experience itself in a more interesting and creative way. It made these things forget that they were actually just it, and this way they could experience not knowing and then discovering “their” divinity. In order to create experience, god had to cloak the light, as light was all there was and could not not be. So, it created darkness to mask the light.
In other words: we can’t really know what we are unless we know that which we are not. It’s just context.
“Yet when you are surrounded with darkness, raise not your fist to the heavens, and curse the darkness not. But use the darkness, that you might know who you really are. Be a light unto the darkness, that you might express who you really are, and all those who see you, would know who you as you really are, and by the light of your example, know who they really are as well.”
An appropriate hair band hit. Only Americans that were born before 1980 will recognize it.
And a more artistic take on the same theme:
Be the source.
See the perfection.