One of the earliest memories I have of myself pondering things mystical, is as a child of about 5 years old, living on Avenue B in the East Village in New York City. I would be lying in my bed, supposedly tucked in for the night, peering into the darkness, repeating these words. "God always was, Is, and always will be". Man, that kept me busy night after night. My mind would become the starry night sky, and over it I would begin with, "God always was" and circle back...back...back into the past, going back in time, and not finding the end. I would then Stop, and be in the "Is" part of the saying. I would stay there a little while because that one I understood; God Is, yes! Then I would enter into "God always will be", and stay there tumbling with God into the never ending future. I couldn't reach into the ultimate end point. Needless to say, to a 5 year old mind this was quite a challenge. It wasn't until roughly 35 - 40 years later that this little exercise of my child self would come to mind with love and compassion, as I discovered the universe within myself.
Do you remember the first time you entertained the thought of God in your life? How old we're you, and how did that express for you? Please share your memories with us.
Copyright 2012 by Mercedes Calderon. All rights reserved. This material may be copied and distributed subject to inclusion of this copyright notice and my blog themysticnextdoor.blogspot.com
Do you remember the first time you entertained the thought of God in your life? How old we're you, and how did that express for you? Please share your memories with us.
Copyright 2012 by Mercedes Calderon. All rights reserved. This material may be copied and distributed subject to inclusion of this copyright notice and my blog themysticnextdoor.blogspot.com
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