Spirituality Guide

From BeliefMakr, a poster over on 2012 Forums

I found this a very thought-provoking trip into imagination - and it fits with how I view things about God and the Universe, just from the point of view of THE ALL rather than one of the creations.

Imagine This…

A cloud. Or rather, a fog bank.

Imagine dreaming of being in a dense fog.

It is thick.

It is thicker than any fog you have ever been in.

You slip deeper into the dream, forgetting everything except the dream.

You cannot see your own hand the fog is so thick. It is also brightly lit. Back lit, like a million flood lights surround you from every direction. The bright, white light is warm and inviting. It seems to fill your very being.
Now imagine, not only being in this fog, but, since it is a dream, you have no body. You are floating within this thick fog. It is now just your mind surrounded by a fog that seems to go on forever.

Since you have no form, no body; your mind and the fog merge. In a real way your mind and the fog become one and the same. You try to move through this fog, but you cannot tell what movement is anymore. You will yourself up, down, left right, but it is for nothing. The fog appears endless in every direction. You and the fog are one.

But the brightness of it is soothing. You are not afraid. There are no worries. It appears as though nothing exists but you. Just your thoughts filling an endless, bright cloud.

Now, in this dream, you don’t remember it ever being any different. Without movement, there is no sense of time. You just “are”. No beginning. No end. You are the fog. You are pure conscious energy. You are all that is.

That is the beginning of the dream. Now here is where it gets interesting…

Does the fog fill your mind? Or does your mind fill the fog? The answer is yes to both. Your mind is the fog. The powerful white light is the energy that feeds your mind. Yet, you are the light. It permeates every spot in the endless fog. There is no top or bottom. You can imagine yourself shrinking smaller than a theoretical point or expanding larger than any universe. But there is nothing with which to judge against. It is just you, as the light, as the fog. One and the same. It is all there is.

But you have your imagination. You have your will. Could there be something else if you imagined?
You feel a kink develop in the fog. A twist of your energy. It is still you. It is still your energy. But now it is a spatial reference. You mind can move closer or further away from this kink of energy. You can expand your mind so it is a barely visible dot with in you. Or you can shrink down so much that you could almost fit your consciousness through the kink.

From this perspective, you can see your energy flowing through the kink. This braid stays in place only because you imagine it will. You know you could move your consciousness through the twist if you wanted, but something else comes to mind.

From your point of view, the braid has a distinct beginning and a distinct end. The ends are locations within the fog. Despite having a spatial reference now. You still have no sense of time. The braid, from beginning to end, simply is. You “zoom in” for a closer look. Within the kink, there seems to be endless possibilities.

You imagine beings trying to navigate through those endless possibilities as they travel from one end of the braid to the other. They are “kinks” within the “kink”; or braids within the braid.

Your imagining it makes them so.

Instantly, the energy within the kink becomes conscious. It is a consciousness separate from yours. As it passes through and out the other end, the experiences it met along its journey reunite with your consciousness. You feel the joy, the suffering, all of it. You are amazed to learn that your imagined creatures had their own thoughts and ideas and imaginations separate from you. They have your will and sense of creativity. While these “energy patterns” exist within the kink of energy, they feel separate from you.

As they emerge from the other side, something wonderful occurs. Their energy, which is you, retains a certain “color” that is unique. This causes you, as the great white-lit fog, to sparkle. Each individual sparkle is different from all the rest, but still a part of you. Each of their individual thoughts joins yours as a collective of thoughts.

Yet it is still all just you.

Filled with creative purpose, you imagine infinite kinks with an infinite choice of experiences waiting within each. Your energy flows through all of them as you absorb and delight in the variety. Each kink acts as a prism, splitting your energy into an infinite rainbow.

But you still have no sense of time. Because you do not experience movement directly. All of this happens all at once. It is though it has always been this way. Since your consciousness can orient itself various ways within your fog, you slow yourself down, shrink yourself down lower and slower than you’ve ever done. Until, at last, your direct consciousness pushes into one end of your imagined kinks.

From this point of view your endless time collapses. No longer does everything happen all at once. Now, in order to get to the other end of the kink, you must pass through time, one moment after another. But the fog has been pushed back to reveal something called space which can be measured and traveled through.

You are struck by how lonely and isolated you feel. The physicality of this life is so strong it blots out the eternal memories you once had. Those that you imagined are even less fortunate. They have no recollection of you or their source. But their will and their creativity are a sublime beauty to watch; even when it is destructive.
You try this experience many times. You try to offer guidance to your creatures. You try to tell them, using their own cultural references, just who and what they are. Most times, their own experiences color their understanding of what you tell them. They see you sometimes as a god, sometimes a prophet, but often times as a threat. The very creatures you imagined into being often kill you out of fear.

But it’s okay. Once outside the kink again, you are who you are and all is well. Without the constraints of time passage, you can travel into this or any other kink at any moment of “kink” time. You and your creations can experience physical reality at any moment in that particular reality’s time. Life can be experienced first at the end of the kink known as “the end of days” and then again in another life at the beginning of civilization; in any order, as often as desired.

The realities you’ve created are mere “experience locations”. They can pop in and out of existence as you will. In truth, you are richer for having created those infinite realities and all of the infinite inhabitants. But in sum total, you are all there is.