Small paper boats

I feel at times that I’m taking a crash course in miracles.  Subscribing to the conspiracy of coincidence as orchestrated by an intelligent, organized universal spirit is becoming increasingly easier.  I’ve never been particularly religious, or spiritual for that matter.  I certainly am not one to fear a bearded man in the clouds, nor a hoofed red demon underground.  I am, however, very open to making objective and subjective analysis of what I’m experiencing and witnessing in my life every single day.  I indeed am agnostically cataloguing here a series of incredible events and realizations that can only be accurately described as miraculous.  Yesterday was this first full day of my list of desires being floated on this sea of universal intention, like small paper boats I’ve folded neatly and taken to the shore.  Letting go and letting God is very much the spirit of this exercise.  Finding your desires and simply trusting that by expressing them as intentions the universal intelligence will begin to organize itself around those intentions, should they align well with a greater plan.  If you are in touch with your spirit, then you are listening to your desires and they are all good because they are all from God.  If you are listening to your ego, then they are from your local self (body) and not likely to succeed. 

Bear with me here, but part of my nightly routine has been a short recapitulation of the events of the day.  This helps increase my overall sense of gratitude, but also serves well to put together a ‘highlight reel’ in which I am able to connect events and people in ways that reveal how they may fit into the greater scheme.  Now, before you go all “it’s the nature of man’s mind to attempt to find order in pure chaos”, remember that I’m working on faith here.  We’ll do another blog on Carl Jung’s sweet, awesome brain when I’m retired and have 2 years to kill.   This recap also prepares my mind for fine-tuned dreams of an almost lucid state and near guaranteed memory of them the next morning.  Herein I can relish in a 3^rd state of consciousness and view it in the morning as another facet of reality created and perceived only in a window of the mind, analogous to the past and future.  It’s there neatly, safely tucked away with no consequence or effect on what matters and I’m free to interpret and measure it how I see fit.   Isn’t that what our past and future really is?  But a dream open to interpretation?  (I know, I know…I’m of the deep end again…)  

My point here is that as I read through my list aloud at the end of the day I marveled at how many events aligned perfectly with constructing the means and path to attaining those goals.  (Day frinkin' one, dude) Was this the work of Him?  Was this my doing as a self-fulfilling prophecy?  Was it the culmination of my journey to the 7^th stage of consciousness and 10 more factors I’ve yet to see?  I don’t know.  That’s really the point.  I don’t know.  What I do know is that I am very excited to see what the universe is cooking up for today. Also, I really need an editor.