Maybe it’s because of Halloween. Maybe it’s the full moon. But I notice bloggers talking about the deep, fascinating topics that merit response.
This morning, I opened Niobe’s blog for a post on the beginnings and the ending of creation.
Next on my Google Reader was Mel on an eerily prescient psychic reading she had years ago.
Their posts bring out in me long comments that would be better as blog posts.
Today I’ll respond to Niobe’s post.
How did it all start? The Universe?
Let’s call the “unthinkably small, unthinkably hot, unthinkably dense something” God, at the risk of anthropomorphizing what is really energy.
God is unlimited. God is unity and there is no duality. God is all. God lacks nothing.
Well, except for one thing: God lacks the ability to experience limitation.**
Well, God WANTS to experience everything, including limitation. So God decides to break Godself into gazillions of separate bits — a Big Bang. Only the separateness is an illusion — each bit is still a part of God, but doesn’t necessarily realize it. Each bit has the job of bringing back the experience of limitation back to itself — back to God.
Tash, in a comment on Niobe’s post, quotes William Fowler, that we are all stardust. This I believe. We, other animals and insects, all elements of the universe, are products of the Big Bang, each bringing back experiences of limitation back to ourself, back to God, with varying degrees of consciousness.
I imagine a river of soul material, of consciousness. A drop of this consciousness decides to leave Unity and occupy a physical body in order to bring back stories of the experience of limitation to God.
Now, this drop doesn’t care if the experiences are “good” or “bad.” The unlimited God doesn’t prefer being enormously happy to living under the Khmer Rouge. In fact, in Unity, there can be no such Duality. This drop just wants juicy. Interesting. Worth leaving Unity for.
I imagine this God-bit passing through Wardrobe, like the costume place used for plays and movies . Only instead of clothes hanging on the hangers, there are scenarios. “Which one shall I wear for THIS play?” God-bit thinks. “Shall I be born as an Untouchable in India? Or shall I manifest in Europe and have a Midas Touch in love an business? Maybe I’ll be born into a middle class family in Pittsburgh and I’ll have no sperm? Oooh, how about being a sick baby? Hmmmm….maybe I’ll be born into a political dynasty. They all sound so ripe with possibilities.”
God-bit selects the scenario and enters the stage. But there’s a catch.
One of the rules of this game is that a veil descends upon incarnation, causing the God-bit to forget it is part of God. After all, if it remembered, limitation wouldn’t really be experienced.
The play, then, is about finding our way back. To remember we are unlimited, we are God. And, as Shakespeare said, all the world is our stage.
I see us evolving from Homo Sapiens (wise man) to Homo Noeticus (spirit man). As each of us separate God-bits lives more mindfully, as we live more from our Essence and less from our scenarios, as each of us discovers that we are, in fact, One, we bring about the end of all suffering — which is simply the fallacy that we are separate from what we desire.
God will have experienced limitation, and we bits will all have found our way home.
** I got this idea years ago from the book, The Game of God.
I feel very vulnerable as I hover over the “Publish” button.