6:20pm
I talked with God today. Yes, I know what you’re thinking, but it’s not like that at all. He was in the countenance of a little Indian man named Patel. We chatted at the sari store where I was buying sari remnants and some Hindu chants/religious music. I was rooting through the boxes of CDs, looking at the pictures on the front, trying to decipher which god/goddess the CD was for when God appeared next to me. He asked if I understood the CDs and I said no, so he explained which singers were the best and which gods/goddesses were represented. Then we got into a discussion about the Trinity and how it’s represented in Hinduism and how everyone, no matter what the outward religion, EVERYONE worships the One Power. Religion is the way we mere mortals try to understand the power of the All. He said it’s not the destination but the journey. He said if we’d remember that we are all one, we’d not fight. He said that just the thought of All There Is can be a religious experience. He said every single breath is our commune with God. He said when our minds are perfectly still, we will know God. We will know All There Is. He said that when we can detach ourselves from the drama of human affairs, we will reach Ecstasy. He said when we can understand the Great Nothingness of the Universe, we will be One with God.
My shopping today was not just for saris or CDs. It was God telling me to have patience and to enjoy the journey. It was God telling me that these mortal wars and strife are not important to our Journey. It was God reassuring me. It was God touching me. And I felt it, too. My tears of gratitude are proof that my heart got the message. Loud and clear.