Expanding My Consciousness

Yesterday evening I did something to my back that did something to my leg, that meant I couldn't move my right leg without pain, so I am taking a day off to rummage through the esoteric edges of YouTube to further the cause of my personal enlightenment.

 

It's 10:53 and my right leg is considerably better, which I put down to my last-ditch prayer, "Jesus, help me!" It's my thing. I don't use it too often, I really do like to make it on my own, and I don't like to keep asking. This is crap theology, by the way, the Divine One, however you choose to name them, is boundless in love and generosity.

 

I love it ALL! Near Death Experiences, Jesus was a Yogi, The Aliens Are Already Here, The Turin Shroud. I've immersed myself in every conspiracy theory and wild hope you can imagine.

 

Am I changed? In that I have my own way of defining reality, my own wild hope, no. I am healthily sceptical of even my own beliefs.

 

This is my conclusion. The Being within whom, " We live and move and have our being.." Is incredibly relaxed about our own mind-creations, in a sense they are 'his' too. It's not what you believe that brings enlightenment, but the extent to which you care. Sometimes, I care a lot. Some days I just say, "Sod it!" And stay in bed.

 

Everything belongs.

 

:)