Lesson 36: My Holiness Envelops Everything I See

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My holiness envelops everything I see.

My Holiness

I am beginning to love writing about the Course each day.  Part of it is my acceptance over being seen; part of it is that the daily lessons are really helping me to keep from slipping into old patterns that flirt with me from the sidelines.  I cannot go back to perpetual struggle.  It doesn’t work for me.  I am starting to settle some of the old “projects” and that is helpful.  Mostly it is just helpful to bring this reverence to my life.  Today’s lesson, My holiness envelops everything I see, much like yesterday’s, is a reminder that holiness is forever present.  If I forget to notice it, if I am not experiencing it, it is not because it is absent but because I am forgetting who I am.  I am essentially ignoring God.  Ignoring God’s presence doesn’t remove Him from the equation.  It does, however, rob me of receiving the benefit of living in sublime beneficence.

Lesson 36

My holiness envelops everything I see.

Today’s idea extends the idea for yesterday from the perceiver to the perceived. You are holy because your mind is part of God’s. And because you are holy, your sight must be holy as well. “Sinless” means without sin. You cannot be without sin a little. You are sinless or not. If your mind is part of God’s you must be sinless, or a part of His Mind would be sinful. Your sight is related to His Holiness, not to your ego, and therefore not to your body.

Four three-to-five-minute practice periods are required for today. Try to distribute them fairly evenly, and make the shorter applications frequently, to protect your protection throughout the day. The longer practice periods should take this form:

First, close your eyes and repeat the idea for today several times, slowly. Then open your eyes and look quite slowly about you, applying the idea specifically to whatever you note in your casual survey. Say, for example:

My holiness envelops that rug.
My holiness envelops that wall.
My holiness envelops these fingers.
My holiness envelops that chair.
My holiness envelops that body.
My holiness envelops this pen.

Several times during these practice periods, close your eyes and repeat the idea to yourself. Then open your eyes, and continue as before.

For the shorter exercise periods, close your eyes and repeat the idea; look about you as you repeat it again; and conclude with one more repetition with your eyes closed. All applications should, of course, be made quite slowly, as effortlessly and unhurriedly as possible.

Yesterday’s idea, My mind is part of God’s. I am very holy felt like such a blessing throughout the day.  As I fold today’s lesson into my heart, I can feel how loveliness creeps into the equation.  Today’s lesson is an invitation to see as God sees.  It is the call for “vision.”  No longer cursing the computer that fails to perform according to my dictates, no longer disparaging the water on the floor from the leaky seal on the refrigerator, I proclaim that my holiness which is part of God’s holiness envelops them all.

My holiness envelops everything I see.

This is the sacred space I have longed from for my life.  Over the years, I have brushed against it here and there, loving the experience but acting as if they weren’t mine to keep.  I have walked in such sacredness, but my excursions were always brief.  I remember once years ago fetching firewood for our woodstove when I lived in Massachusetts.  In the quiet of the fresh powder snow, I sauntered to the woodpile, aware of the holiness of each step, each breath; loving the cold, sharp air; welcoming the purity of nature.  I wanted to suspend myself inside that moment and stay there eternally.  Somehow what was normally a chore had been transformed into a holy experience.

It begins with me.

My holiness envelops that cat.
My holiness envelops that coffee.
My holiness envelops that couch.
My holiness envelops that kitchen.

Somewhere amid the measured moments, when opinions are shelved and love is welcomed, beauty seeps in to find me.  My heart is filled with gratitude.  My life becomes a treasure.  Even the kitchen’s filth is holy.  Even the ratty blanket is endearing.  There is a preciousness to my sight.  There is adoration for all that is.

How I am loving this experience!  Could I really make it my life?  Is this what is means to become a teacher for God?

My holiness envelops my life, envelops my sight, envelops my experience.  Holy holy.  I kiss it to God and silently bless—holy, holy.

Namaste, my friends, Namaste.


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