I plunge out into the cosmos, stars glittering in pockets, scattered across the expanse. A gentle vibration hums, like a thread of light, weaving itself through me, to me. Subtle messages eventually become more articulate as I glide forward by my own velocity towards what can only be rudimentarily described. I could say ‘glowing’ and ‘orb’ and ‘light’ along with fifty other similar words. It’s not really for describing though. It’s for feeling. It’s for recognizing. It’s that perfect, ‘nailed it’ essence of Home. Light, yes. Bright, yes, and warm and Ultimate Love. I move in towards it, feeling so happy, so relieved, so ready. And with just a quiet shift of perspective, I am in the center of this Sun. I am this Sun. I look out from the center of My Love to see my own soul heading straight in. The Love sees me, and is instantly choked-up with joy. How can the ocean be so moved by one little droplet coming home? But so it is. So happy to see Its own. Love’s arms span the width of the Universe, positioned to embrace me fully.
My one little sparkling droplet contains the exact essence of this vast ocean. The wet. The saltiness. The sound and smell. I am God incarnate, a soul-star born brilliantly from the bosom of this Sun Ocean. I am always wafting back to it, helpless against my longing and my belonging.
“You are the Essence of the Essence,
The intoxication of Love.
I long to sing Your Praises
but stand mute
with the agony of wishing in my heart!” — Rumi
I am a descendant of God. An heir. I am linked by stronger things than blood and water and you can recognize that I am related when you glimpse my soul. Did you know that when I glimpse your soul, I see your resemblance? You look just like God to me. That smile. Those eyes. Just like the Divine. Oh, and those jokes — there’s no mistaking where you learned that sense of humor.
The thought that we are all articulated expressions of God makes me feel far more curious than my usual judgmental self. I would like to recognize God in everyone.
Lately, God has shown up in my toddler son, wanting to be by my side at every chance. He wanted me to dig in the dirt with him yesterday while we sat at the base of one of his favorite trees. He kept asking me to smell little handfuls of earth. When he fell in the brambles at the park, God wanted me to come to him. He soaks up my hugs and kisses and leans his head onto my shoulder, wrapping his little arms around my neck.
This morning, God showed up in my dog, Walter, rather inspired and excited to go for a walk and then completely unhurried once we were out. I felt like rushing things along, checking my time, thinking about getting other things done. But not God. God notices so much and wants to go exploring. I obligingly slowed down.
I talked to God on the phone the other day, too, as I reconnected with an old soul friend. God let me know that He really believes in me and knows what I’m capable of. God is also not shy to talk about things at length, to meander onto any old topic as the day leads. I appreciate that so much.
God is always showing up around the neighborhood, at the breakfast table, in traffic. I had no idea! I will have endless, colorful opportunities to meet with Them, to hear what They are interested in, and to share my own God-ness, my own Love. Others get to chat with God by interacting with me. By golly. These constant Expressions of the Divine means you and I are always surrounded, always near, continually in touch. We are always floating in our Ocean.
