“If what we have learned and felt and seen means anything at all, it means that all of us, whatever our race, creed, or color are the children of a living Creator with whom we may form a relationship upon simple and understandable terms as soon as we are willing and honest enough to try.” (Chapter 2, Big Book)
“The light of truth is in us, where it was placed by God. It is the body that is outside us, and is not our concern. To be without a body is to be in our natural state. To recognize the light of truth in us is to recognize ourselves as we are. To see our Self as separate from the body is to end the attack on God’s plan for salvation, and to accept it instead. And wherever His plan is accepted, it is accomplished already.” (Lesson 72, A Course In Miracles)
If I’m a child (not a creature, not a creation, but offspring) of a living Creator, I am not a body. The living Creator is not material; nor am I. The body and my circumstances—where I am, not who I am. If I’m next to a blancmange or sitting on a sofa, that does not make me a blancmange or a sofa. If I’m going up and down in a lift, that does not make me a lift. None of the so-called facts and circumstances of my life say anything about my nature. It might be my job to use and look after them—to go up and down in the lift, to sit on the sofa, to make and eat the blancmange—but they are not my identity and they are not even the purpose of my life.
When the owner throws the ball, and the dog fetches it, it is the fetching that matters. It’s not about the ball. The ball can be shot to pieces and covered in gnaw-marks, dribble, and mud. The dog doesn’t care. All upset, fear, guilt, and shame would be like the dog identifying with the ball. Except dogs aren’t so stupid. When they’re returning with the ball, they fix their eyes back on the owner, wag their tails, and look up. They don’t care about the ball: they care about the throw. If the ball is lost, they look at the owner and wait for the next ball.
So I look up at God, and say, “Done that. What’s next?”
What’s your experience?