Perspective

There are many different levels of reality. On one level, things really don't look so good around here. Humanity is wreaking havoc and destruction on each other and other life on this planet, and the fastest way to cut our carbon emissions is to just lay on down and die. But do we really know what is going on down here, or are we seeing with a limited perspective? Are we in a position that we cannot even imagine our way out of? Are we influenced by our limited understanding as mortal human beings, looking around us, habituated by thousands of years of out of date conceptions of reality which our religions and actions in the past have left us with?

There is more going on than what we see. We are all, all of us temporary matter, the rocks and trees, the lizards and monkeys, we're all just orbiting around the sun, right? Floating in the midst of infinities of universes, trapped in time, and the illusion of separation? So we whipsaw and jabberwalk and complain; and build spaceships and sell bottled water. And Why? Maybe because we had to. Maybe we had to do everything we did. Maybe we had to make all the mistakes we made. Maybe we had to hit the wall of madness.

Because of what is, how can it not be? We can define existence, and the source of existence in many different ways. We can call the Source a just God, an angry God, a loving God, a perfect God, an imperfect God. We can define It with all the human attributes we want. It is what it is. And we are what we are. But do we know what we are? Do we really know? Or are we stuck in past contextualizations of ourselves?

There are no rules of the open mind, but there are suggestions. Our goal should be to help prevent the psychosis of unchecked belief in a limited form of reality which can cause the blindness of humans, and can hide ourselves from our own potentialities. The first suggestion is to try out this statement: "I don't know."

I am human. I am infinite energy in a temporary body; a part of the organism of life, a part of the Great Is, yet small and powerless in the midst of greatness. All our religions teach humility, but how can we call ourselves humble if we claim to actually know the nature of reality, especially if it has only been written by our own hand?

Man, in trying to define God, is edging toward insanity. We are at our most insane when we define ourselves as different or separate from God and from each other because of what we believe, what nation we think we're from, or what color we are. Here is conscious creation in the thick of delusion.

The truth will catch up. We are already one human family, we are one blood, one people, one human race. We just don't all know it yet, even though we do. If there was a Garden of Eden, an Adam and Eve, the first people. They were the ancestors of us all. We all walked out of Africa on our own two feet, and the ones that stayed behind are still our brothers and sisters. If there is a tribe of Israel, God's chosen people, then we are all those people. We are all Jews. We are all Muslims, we are all what we are: perfect and imperfect, yin and yang, empty, whole. At the end of the day there is always the night, but the Sun never stops shining. It's the sun that lights the moon.

So welcome to the Church of the Open Mind. We can have our own beliefs, and believe them devoutly, and still know we don't have a clue. We're the stars of our own little movies in the midst of this bigger movie called life and death, in the midst of a bigger movie called infinity. There is something more going on here than we can comprehend with our limited mortal understanding. If we open ourselves to new possibilities, if we make ourselves vessels for that which is beyond our comprehension, we may begin to create it.