Trigger warning suicidality. ... the past week has been chaotic. Chaotic is an understatement. And there is no way I'd ever write in public what I'm thinking or doing at the time. I wouldn't even wrote it in password protected posts. Because they could be read. Even though I know most people don't read them.…
I don't really know what I want this post to be about. Or what it will be about. Hence the title. My world is a pretty weird place at the moment. And there is a knock on the door. But I'm not sure who is there. I'll go see if it's someone I'm happy to…
I loved this post. Really my thoughts on this deserves a post on its own, but….
What is this world? What is religion? What is god? I don’t use the term ‘god’ much for it has a lot of religious associations to me, so I don’t see it as the reality it is, but rather think of ‘god’ as a being I can’t stand. Yet, what is this ‘god’? To me, the way I view it, is that the world was created with the big bang. The energy that existed previously – to be the force of this energy and the big bang – exists in the entire world. The entire world is energy, is consciousness. That is what ‘god’ is to me. The source. The energy that exists and runs the world, that is the source of the world, that gives life to the world – is the life of the world, of us, of everything, and is all, just, just is. It all is. This is something Ashok wrote down really clearly.
Therefore, we’re all one. Religions come along and say, this source of the world is something that someone was able to tune into enough to receive prophecy, or connect enough, and knows what this source wants of us. Because we want to connect to the source.
All of that is good. It’s good so long as it’s about love and light and joy and connection. It turns its back on itself when it’s used against people. When it turns to preaching.
Love. Light. Glitter. That’s what this post was about. About tuning into the beauty of a source of a world. Love. Light. And glitter.
Keep sparkling. Keep believing – in yourself, in your beauty, in the beauty of the world around you, in reality, in your reasons to live, to be, because you just are, and because you’re awesome just coz’ you are, and coz’ just by existing you’re an expression of the source of the world, of the energy that is, of the what I’d like to believe is love and light.
Love, light and glitter
I am a Hindu by birth. But if someone asks me what is my religion, I would say:
- It is KINDNESS
- It is COMPASSION
And my God is:LOVE
My God is not sitting in a temple or a church or a mosque or any other place of worship. There is no god sitting on any mount or in any heaven!!
The love in our hearts is God! If we are kind, if we are compassionate; we are godly; we are spiritual!
There is no God outside of you. There is no God outside of me.
There is no God who can ever be explained or defined!
Love doesn’t need any language. Love is a feeling and it can only be experienced. Love only needs loving! And God Being Love needs only loving. God too can only be experienced.
Hindu scriptures describe God as: Satchitananda — Sat Chit Ananda
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