Sometimes I hit a mental pause button, look at the people and the activity around me and truly wonder, “Why?” I engage a kind of detachment that allows me to observe and assess: What do people do it all for? I can’t think of a good reason. I can’t think of any reason that God would send us here, want us here, or need for us to be here. Fortunately, neither can God.
In The Gospel of Thomas, Jesus says, “Be passersby.” Excellent advice, because none of the pain or exasperation we know so well is possible if we’re not invested here. Only the ego can get its knickers in a twist; the Mind of God, which is what and where we really are, “knows where it belongs.” And knows that isn’t here. And so our mind longs to be free of the trauma and drama, to rest. We’re well aware that the mind travels while we sleep, because sometimes we remember our dreams. As Ramtha says, When the monster (controlling, thinking brain) goes to sleep, the God comes out to play.
After a certain number of experiential bumps and bruises, it gets easier to pull back and see that everything that happens here eventually falls apart. What is a bit more difficult is to loosen it from all we wish it were. If only. If only people were nice to each other, if only life were not such a struggle, if only love would find me. If only the world would be kind to me while I still appear to be here. But it is this wish that holds us here. When we cocoon ourselves away and go to God in our mind, it is because we have left all wishes behind. If we turn our hope forward and above, we define what is “real” by an internal criteria, not a visible one. And whether we have ever experienced that Real World or not, the soul does not doubt it and will not give up reaching, whenever the monster sleeps. We can pause the mind and consciously go along for the ride. Be still and know God. Lesson 128.