Test 3
Date: November 19th, 2008Up until this point I have been mentioning in some my articles that I do not believe in limitations. Most would say that limitations are real and to say otherwise would be false. I think that now would be a good time to discus my concept of reality. I gave some hints of how I believe this universe functions in my article “A Little Story”, to demonstrate that by shifting your thoughts you can literally put universal forces into action that will assist you in manifesting anything your heart desires. My view of reality and how this universe functions has changed significantly over the past 6 years since I’ve gotten interested in personal development. If I would have read the article I am about to write 6 years ago I would have thought that I was nuts because my beliefs now are 180 degrees different than they were back then. Please keep a very open mind while reading what I am about to write. I am not trying to convince anyone to change their beliefs, but I do believe that it would be very beneficial for people to understand where I am coming from and my point of view. Before I begin there are some books that I would like to mention that have had a great impact on my views. These are some of the best books I have read and I highly recommend them. “Conversations with God: books 1, 2 and 3, Ask and it is Given, The Secret, The Power of Now and A New Earth.” Before I talk about my view of reality I would to discuss my past views and some of my history.
I was born in Montreal Canada and grew up in a Jewish suburb of the city called Cote St Luc. My family is not religious by any means but is of the Jewish faith. Cote St Luc as I found out the older I’ve gotten is an extremely sheltered and rare community. It is comprised of one of the highest Jewish populations in the world. My parents put me into Jewish school when I was young. I stayed there until grade 2 but then was transferred into public school by grade 3 because of my difficulty learning other languages. In Jewish school we were taught English, French, Yiddish and Hebrew. Being transferred to public school in grade 3 was the first time I really mixed with children from other races and religions. I learnt that the god of the Jews and the god of Christians is the same except that in the Jewish faith Jesus is not looked upon as the son of God. Growing up I was taught to believe that God created the Universe, all the planets and the Earth. I was taught that God was above all humans and that we were made to serve and worship him. Ah and yes, even though we were taught that God was not a man or women; God was still referred to as “him”. I was taught to fear God because if his laws were not followed properly then I would be punished for my sins. I remember many times when I was young thinking of God and feeling a lot of fear. “Is God happy with me, what does he think of me and will I be punished?” I considered myself to be a good person but I wasn’t perfect and I was afraid that I would be punished for my imperfections. As I got older I started to feel disconnected with these teachings. Something inside of me did not feel right with this concept of God.
Fear in my opinion is not what God is supposed to be about. Follow his rules and you will be saved; break the rules and you will be punished. Another aspect of religions view’s on God that made me uncomfortable was that many religions view themselves as the chosen people. Whenever a group of individuals look upon themselves as “the chosen ones”, it puts barriers between us. It makes one group higher than everyone else. I felt very uncomfortable believing that because I or anyone was born into a religion it made us superior in any way. In my late teens and early twenties my belief in God was in question. I started to consider that there was no God and that everything in the universe including the creation of it, was one big coincidence. I’d rather believe in no God than believe in a God that chose certain people as superior to others and that I was supposed to fear. Besides, I thought that if God was so great then why did bad things happen to good people? Why did the world sometimes feel so negative? And what good is freedom of choice when, if you don’t follow the rules you will be condemned to an eternity of hell? I began to feel no connection to mine or any other religion. I began to believe that we are born into a reality that is just one big coincidence with no purpose or meaning, we live our life the best that we could, and then we die, lose our consciousness and become nothingness again.
As time went on I began to feel very empty inside. What is the point of living if there is no meaning to it? Am I just here to work all the time, one day get a family, watch them grow up and then die? Am I just here to have as much fun as I could? It all felt so meaningless to me. One evening I remember walking home from a restaurant I had dinner at with my family. It was a warm summer’s night with a nice breeze that I could hear in the trees surrounding me. I wasn’t intending to contemplate the nature of existence but certain thoughts started popping into my head that made me smile. “Wouldn’t it be funny if I was God who made myself forget who I was in order to experience living life from a different point of view?” I smiled because it would have meant that I always had the power to shape reality in any way that I saw fit. I thought that a good analogy would have been Dorothy and her ruby slippers. She always had the power to make her wish come true of wanting to return home to Kansas but never knew it. Then more thoughts and questions began leaping into my mind. “If I was God then I must have been all knowing before I made myself forget who I was.” “Why would I make myself forget all my knowledge?” Then I thought that it must be very boring to know everything and the outcome of every event. I would have made myself forget so that I could experience the joy of learning new things, interacting with the world, experience life events, the joy of obtaining new things and of giving and helping others.
But if I was God then what was everything else I was experiencing? Was it my creation? Was I superior to the world and everyone in it? At first those thoughts felt very empowering but soon after they felt empty. If that was the case then that would mean I had no equal and essentially I was alone. Kind of like a child playing with his/her toys. Even though in the child’s mind the toys may seem to be alive after a while the child realizes that they are playing alone and that it would be much more fun to play with others. Another idea popped into my head about the nature of reality. Imagine if everyone in the world were baby Gods and we didn’t even know it; that when we die it’s not the end but just the next step in our evolution to becoming full grown Gods. Later we will each create our own universes with life forms in it that are baby Gods as well.
I smiled all the way home thinking how funny all these thoughts about reality were. That I could be God or that humanity and all the people on this planet are baby Gods and didn’t even know it. “I’m crazy for thinking these thoughts”, I said to myself in a joking way. I never gave any more thought to that night for years and kept thinking that reality was comprised of coincidences that had nothing to do with each other. Then about 5 years ago when I was daydreaming about my life something hit me. I felt the slightest sense that all of my so called life experience coincidences seemed to be more connected and have more meaning than I previously thought. I quickly brushed off that feeling. Not because it felt bad, quite the opposite in fact, it felt so good and powerful that I could not handle those feelings. “Take a breath”, I said to myself. Could life have more meaning than I previously thought; and if so what would that meaning be?