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Morning meditation - God has no religion

Outer_space Gandhi said, "God has no religion." There are many gods which you can worship, but you cannot worship Tao. Tao is the life force. It has no shape; it has no name; supplication receives no response; one does not have a personal relationship with Tao because we are all part of the Tao.

In the spiritual life, we are aware of The All. There is the great joke: "What did the Buddhist say to the hot dog vendor?"

"Make me one with everything."

When the hot dog vendor took the money and provided the Buddhist with the hot dog, the Buddhist said, "Where's my change?"

The hot dog vendor said, "Change comes from within."

And, indeed it does.

God has no religion. Religion is for imperfect humans who project their fantasies usually onto anthropomorphic forms and make up stories about them with no valid or reliable proof. This belief in the nonsensical is called "faith". The wilder the fantasies the more "faith" it takes to believe them. God has no religion, God simply says when asked, "I is what is." If you have to call "me" anything, call me "isness". I am a verb, not a noun. If you think what know who or what I am, you are wrong.

In the spiritual life, we stay attentive to the sacred, to the divine, and it is everywhere.



About 3 years ago I dropped into a black hole – four months of absolute terror. I wanted to end my life, but somehow [Holy Spirit], I reached out to a friend who took me to hospital. I had three visits [hospital] in four months – I actually thought I was in hell. I imagine I was going through some sort of metamorphosis [mental, physical & spiritual]. I had been seeing a therapist [1994] on a regular basis, up until this point in time. I actually thought I would be locked away – but the hospital staff was very supportive [I had no control over my process]. I was released from hospital 16th September 1994, but my fear, pain & shame had only subsided a little. I remember this particular morning waking up [home] & my process would start up again [fear, pain, & shame]. No one could help me, not even my therapist [I was terrified]. I asked Jesus Christ to have mercy on me & forgive me my sins. Slowly, all my fear has dissipated & I believe Jesus delivered me from my “psychological prison.” I am a practicing Catholic & the Holy Spirit is my friend & strength; every day since then has been a joy & blessing. I deserve to go to hell for the life I have led, but Jesus through His sacrifice on the cross, delivered me from my inequities. John 3: 8, John 15: 26, are verses I can relate to, organically. He’s a real person who is with me all the time. I have so much joy & peace in my life, today, after a childhood spent in orphanages [England & Australia]. God LOVES me so much. Fear, pain, & shame, are no longer my constant companions. I just wanted to share my experience with you [Luke 8: 16 – 17]. When you look in the mirror, do you see God? I do!

Peace Be With You

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