Thanking my body for all its work. For the gift of experiencing environment. For the gift of the senses. For the gift of touch, the gift of taste, the gift of smell, the gift of sight, the gift of hearing.
The senses allow me to experience first hand the manifestation of the Universe. The manifestation of Being. The manifestation of God.
My senses may act as a reducing value, that is true. But I can act as an “increasing value” by expanding my limited awareness to include more and more of the awareness of Infinite Being (I.B.).
I know, or at least I’m told, that our bodies grow old and decay.
But if body is a manifestation of Truth, of Reality, ’cause what else can it be? How can it age or decay?
That’s just another story that we’re told and most of us accept.
The body, really, is infinite, without beginning and without end.
And so is my consciousness. ‘Cause my consciousness is nothing more than an aperture of Infinite Consciousness, however wide or narrow my aperture is.
I will always be here (wherever here is). i will always be embodied.
I am the embodiment of Truth. I am the embodiment of Reality. I am the embodiment of God
As are we all. My God. My God. My God. You are my God. You are my God. You are my God. You are my God. You are my God.
And so it is. And so we all say.
–Mike Zonta, BB editor