- file:///C|/WINDOWS/TEMP/nscomm40/tmp/tmp6/edt1.htm A Practical American Spirituality by C. Alan Anderson and Deborah G. Whitehouse I am love. I am the greatMessage 1 of 1 , Aug 30, 2002View SourceA Practical American Spirituality
by C. Alan Anderson and Deborah G. Whitehouse
I am love.
I am the great givingness of God (or all reality) centered in myself.
I am the awareness of generosity flowing forth to everyone and
I am the abundance of God bursting forth unreservedly in my life and
in all those with whom I have any contact (and in some degree that is
everyone and everything).
I am a process through whom God enriches the universe.
I am joy.
I am the bubbling, laughing, smiling, charming spirit of all reality,
coming forth through my awareness. I am God's playmate, a small but
indispensable source of God's joy, God's satisfaction. Even when I
may not feel that I am a source of joy to myself, I have some
awareness that my often stumbling growth is a source of satisfaction
to God, even as a child's first efforts at walking are occasions for
joy to the parent, who knows that great strides are in the offing.
I am God's unique project.
I am the bursting forth of goodness, of strength, of beauty, of
humor, of cussedness, of ordinariness, of almost angelic balance, of
splendid uniqueness. I am an opportunity for God to accomplish
something marvelous as me. I let God do it! I join wholeheartedly in
the divine adventure of making something splendid that never has been
before in the whole history of humanity. I hardly can wait to see
what God and I shall make! I'm ready, God; let's go! You lead the way
and I'll do my best to embody you in the fullness of beautiful
accomplishment. I'll not waste time regretting that I didn't join in
the fun more fully long ago. I let that past be past, as I relish the
present, in which we happily co-create.
I am abundance.
I am the richness of the universe centered in myself, radiating forth
I am the security that only awareness of unity with God can give.
I am that which cannot fade, that cannot disappear, that is ever new
I am the certainty of divine assurance, the confidence of perfect
power, perfect repose.
I am co-creator of my life.
Never do I go it alone. Never do I lack guidance. Never am I without
perfect companionshipþdivine and, in whatever degree I choose
itþhuman. I have never created on my own; it has always been in
cooperation with God, who gave the perfect ideas, the perfect
possibilities even when I didn't listen. But now I KNOW; now I am
open and aware that God and I work together; that neither God nor I
can make this little bit of reality centered around me, without the
contribution of the other.
I am perfect peace.
I am so unshakably confident of the presence of the God who is
perfect love that I have no fear, no trembling, no uncertainty that
could undermine my confidence.
I am perfectly at ease. I know that I have given my life to God for
perfect divine guidance and for uncritical acceptance.
I allow the alchemy of love to work its wondrous way in my life.
I give up all striving on my own, now that I know that God and I are
partners, I the junior, happily cooperating with my Senior Partner.
I am endless enthusiasm.
I enthusiastically accept God's magnificent gift of fresh ideas every
moment. I know that the whole universe is present to me and providing
all that I ever could need or want, in the context of God's guidance.
I am eager to see what loving gift God will give me this moment and
every one after it.
I am thankfulness unimaginable.
I am so grateful for God that I could shout, and in my own quietþor
boisterous, outrageousþway I do! I let my life shout my appreciation
of God. I don't need to talk about it, and I'm wise enough not to,
except when people in words or their other ways make it clear that
they'd like to get more consciously into the divine act. Then I tell
them what I can, but mostly I invite them to turn within and discover
the glory that they have been hiding and maybe denying for decades.
As they grow, we grow together in the company of the smiling ones who
blossom forth in common joy, yet unique in each expression of it.
I am free choice.
I realize that the essence of my life is freedom of choice. I am not
poured into anyone's mold. I am not determined by the past. I am free
to choose from the alternatives provided by the pattern of the past
and by the perfect possibilities, the enlightened ideas, that God
offers to me.
I am perfect paradox.
I am the silence that hollers. I am the stillness that dances. I am
the beginning that is the end. I am the newness that is ancient. I am
the here that is everywhere. I am eloquence without words. I am human
that is divine. I am the divine that is garbage. I am the trees that
walk. I am the impossible possibilities. I am something so great that
it is nothing. I am so fully that I scarcely care whether I am at
all. I know without knowing. I weep with neither sadness not apparent
joy. I am I AM, yet ever i.
I am born anew.
Not born again, for I have never been before. Yet I contain the ages.
All wisdom is mine. But I know nothing other than the freshness of
original birth. I have all that I could ever want, even when I forget
it. Then I am new again in another first birth.
I am me.
I note my immediate surroundings, and they are not-me. I become aware
of my body, and I allow it to relax. I become aware of my thoughts,
and I allow them to slow, and then cease. I become still, and
centered, waiting in the silence. I begin to expand. I become aware
that I am one with the entire space I occupy. I expand still further,
until I include the town, the state, the continent. I feel the oceans
beating on my shores, the mountains rising in my midst, the sky
overhead. I continue to expand, until I include the planet, light on
one side, dark on the other. I am the solar system, the galaxy, the
universe. I am one. The Love that made me, is me, as me. Somehow
everything is as it should be. Disasters, wars, cruelty, waste,
disappointment, loss, are all part of the same Whole as beauty, love,
peace. Chaos resolves into higher order. The divine plan continues
steadily, resolutely, dependably. The darkness drops away, and all
that remains is light and love. All is well.