Lesson 113: Embodying My One True Self

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Embodying my One True Self

Embodying my One True Self

I love the simplicity of these reviews — today’s an invitation to embody my one true Self.  I love the simplicity because I think God is clear and simple; only the ego is chaotic and complicated.  I can usually assess with a quick glance around my environment which voice I am allowing to direct my life on a day to day basis.  When I can’t seem to get out of my own way and there is chaos everywhere, I know I’ve been paying way too much attention to my ego.  I notice these reviews are less and less about explanation and more and more just simple ideas being shared.  “Here’s some truth,” they seem to say. “Embody these.”

Yes, I love the simplicity; especially since lately I am (attempting to) purge myself of the extraneous.  I don’t need the unnecessary clogging up my life.

I just need to embody my one true Self.

Today’s review:

Lesson 113

For morning and evening review:

(95) I am one Self, united with my Creator.

Serenity and perfect peace are mine, because I am one Self, 
completely whole, at one with all creation and with God.

(96) Salvation comes from my one Self.

From my one Self, Whose knowledge still remains within my mind,
I see God’s perfect plan for my salvation perfectly fulfilled.

On the hour:

I am one Self, united with my Creator.

On the half hour:

Salvation comes from my one Self.

 

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I am one Self, united with my Creator.  The more I realize this, the more I recognize how limitless I am.  Or, more precisely, I recognize that my limitations are of my own making.  It is likely the influence of reading the book I mentioned yesterday, Creative Thinkering, but lately I am seeing how so much of the smallness of my life is because of the boxes I put myself in.  Of course, it doesn’t hurt that for the first time in forever I feel like I have options. I close on a house today.  My tenant is getting caught up on his rent.  An investment I made five years ago paid out a chunk of change when the buyer refinanced and paid off the underlying contract.  Yet, I know that I always had options.  But I had to be willing to get over playing victim and listen to the Holy Spirit.  Ask for help and then listen.  I was probably better at it than I knew.  I still don’t know how we managed to survive during those last few years.

Salvation comes from my one Self.  One day, I hope to get over my hang-up about the word “salvation.”  It is sort of like the word Atonement (which I literally have to repeat internally as “At-one-ment” each time I hear it).  As many of these lessons as I’ve done, as much as I’ve studied the Course, I still have to stop and ask myself, “What the fuck does that mean?”

So, I look it up.  I look it up because I have an ego and that ego is in the background, pouring me back into my childhood and bible class and the missionary who taught it reinforcing ideas about the rapture and how I’d better have a pure soul that has asked for forgiveness from Jesus if I hope to squeak my happy-ass into heaven.

Definitely a fear-based thought system.  Is it any wonder “salvation” elicits post-traumatic stress responses????

Salvation is the correction of the mistaken belief in separation.  Salvation is remembering who we really are.  Why don’t I just call it that?  Remembering who I really am is easier for me to deal with than “salvation.”

(Seriously, one of these days, I am going to have to heal all the baggage that goes with that word.  The other day, I caught myself writing something (“Salvation depends on it.”) and I nearly puked as the words leaked out of my pen.)

But that’s the thing: allowing myself (my one Self) in on the secret that I am not now nor never can be separated from God means that I am giving up my ego’s small ideas of who and what I am.  It means I am letting go of fear.  It means that sometimes words leak out of my pen (or more accurately leak through my fingertips to the keyboard) that blow my mind.  They don’t feel safe or like anything that I’d want associated with my name.

Honestly, sometimes I listen to myself and I wonder, “Who the fuck is that woman?” (Obviously, my ego loves to swear.) And then I stubbornly refuse to clean my image up because well, I am human and messy and not trying to present myself as someone I am not.

My human messiness cannot successfully separate myself from God. I am one Self, united with my Creator Salvation (stop, Nanc – remember, it just means the separation isn’t real; it’s just remembering who I am), salvation comes from my one Self.  In other words, it comes from listening to the Holy Spirit instead of my ego.  It’s an invitation to embody my one true Self.

Whew!

Yeah, time to set my reminders for the day.

Namaste, my friends, Namaste.

 

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