Mother are we Gods?

See if you can guess if the little one telling the story is a girl or a boy.

Mother are we Gods?

I am very young so please excuse my writing, since I am more than likely to make mistakes. Mother says I will get better at it with practice by typing messages like this to my future self. She says I will be able to shimmer like my big sister, her and dad do when I get older. Sometimes if I don’t try to hard I can make myself an apple to eat, I like apples there yummy. Big Sis laughs at me when I get it wrong and the apple comes out all twisted, if mother is here in her physical form, she scolds Sis.

You see I have a physical body all the time, mom, dad and big Sis can shimmer and melt with the universe at least that is what they tell me. I just see them get a vibrating look. The edges of their bodies seem to dissolve in the air around them then slowly expand, and they fade entirely. They tell me once they do this, they can go anyplace in the universe they want to, and that they can turn back into anything they want. Sometimes they show me the different bodies they can make.

I don't understand it all yet, but dad said I will someday. He tells me a long time ago people were stuck in one body and on one planet. There were so many people stuck on this one planet that they fought over things, land, food and something called money and just about any silly thing they could think to fight about. He tells me there were plagues that killed a lot of people. I asked him what a plague was he said it was when a lot of people got sick for the same reason. I asked what that was, he said it was when people's bodies would get hurt or damaged in some way by a germ or virus, it sounds so silly to me. Why didn’t they just think the germ or virus away? He tells me back then they had no control over their bodies or surroundings. They saw everything as solid, and that they saw things around them as having boundaries. Not sure I get it all, but sure glad I didn't live back then it sounds very bad.

Sometimes while I am alone, and the rest of family is not here I can almost see them, feel them still around me. If I get scared or hurt or really wish they were nearby they shimmer right back to me as fast as I think it. Once I asked Sis why everyone would leave me all alone? She said that is part of growing up. I will learn that when they are not in the physical form, I will learn to 'see' them and 'feel' them, and 'talk' to them even when they are 'far' away, and they are not actually gone, or that I am really alone.

Once when Sis and I were playing in a field, I came across a cute furry bunny, but it didn't look right. It was just laying there not moving. I started to cry. Sis came over and saw the bunny. She picked it up, and I saw her hands shimmer. She put the bunny back down, and it hopped away. It made me happy. However, then dad shimmered right next to us, and he scolded Sis for doing it. I said to dad why was what Sis did bad, he said it was not wrong. It is just she made a decision for the bunny that only the bunny should make, and that we have to be careful not force other creatures to do what we want, they must want to live or love or not fight that is the way of the universe.

Today, I was standing on the lake shore with the mountains close behind me. I was looking out at the lake water and watching the waves coming gently to shore. I realized that the waves on the water were like everything around me. It all was just energy that I saw as solid and that each wave was connected to each wave, and they all were connected to the lake itself, and the lake was connected to the earth. That the earth was connected to the rest of the universe, but more than that it was not just connected it was the same thing, all was one entity, it was me, and I was all of it. It was like we were a bundle that could not be separated, that this bundle was full of vibrating waves all vibrating to a song. I felt a tickle at my heal, I “looked” down. My “sight” went below the surface of the shore, deep into the ground it went, and I saw the tickle it was strange I was not sure what it was. I “reached” out my arm it shimmered as it seemed to stretch. My fingers gently pushed aside the dirt. I was very careful not to hurt any of the living creatures that my fingers touched. Finally, I reached the tickle and pulled it out of the ground. I looked at it with my eyes but could not see the tickle. My hands shimmered and started to remove the outer layers of dirt, and I started to see a translucent surface, but I still could not see what was inside. My hands shimmered again and carefully removed some of the outside layer of the hard material I was feeling. Now I could see it but did not understand what it was. I melted away the rest of the now clear casing and came to what was inside. My “mind," told me it was made of a metal. One called copper, the outer material I had melted away with my shimmer was a material called plastic. I thought how did I know that? The plastic had kept the copper object inside very shinny. I kept turning it over in my hands to see all sides of it. On the one side was a building with some words on it, suddenly I could understand the words they said, “E Pluribus Unum” some how I knew that meant “Many uniting into one” or more accurately “Out of many, one.”

Unexpectedly my mother shimmered beside me. She said, “A penny for your thoughts young one” and suddenly I “knew” what she meant.

I said, “Is this a symbol of what it is like to melt with the universe?”

“Well what do you think and feel about it” she smiled at me

“So to melt with the universe is to become one with it?” No, I shake my head before she has a chance to answer.

“Try to feel it, sense it with your soul/mind/heart but not think it” Mother says.

I turn the coin over and over, then it became clearer, we are the universe, and it is us. We are one thing that cannot be separated and only my own limits make me see everything as separate and a part.

“Yes that is correct dear one”

I was not surprised she knew what I was thinking. I say, “But I do not understand what I see on this side of the penny, “In God, We Trust.” I trust you, and dad are you God? I come from you so am I God?”

She smiles at me and says, “God is a very old ancient term. One used by us humans many times in many different ways. Back when the penny was made, they understood very little about what mattered, in fact, what they did not understand was vast. Oh some thought they understood, but they did not. Then as time went by technology got more advanced. They started to create their own reality in a place called cyberspace. Some people spent a lot of time in this alternate reality and for some, the line between “real” and “virtual” became less distinct. Then technology got even better, and they started to in-plant this tech into themselves. Their minds started to expand and those who had seen things that others could not, saw even more with the embedded technology. Those who had this “sight” started going beyond what the tech was capable of, and they learned to do it without the technology. They started to see things as we do now.”

“So everyone learned this at once” I asked

“No, only a few at first could do it. Word spread throughout cyberspace but not everyone would believe it or could even understand it, but more and more did as time went by”

“But didn’t the other beings on other planets come help and tell them?” I asked since I knew there were other planets with other beings who were just like us.

“No” She said, “You see each sentient being must come to this on their own. Those like us can watch, sometimes help discreetly in the background, but we cannot push them. What is sad is that during this time humans were searching the heavens looking for signals from other intelligent life in the universe and all was silent. Some even thought there was no one else, but if they had just opened their minds and souls, they would have heard the vast beautiful song in the universe, just as you are now starting to hear”

“Yes” I said, “I do, and now things I did not know are coming to me”

“Yes you are now becoming one of many” She says as she pats my head.

“But will I lose myself?” My voice a little dry and shaky.

“No, just as you have many voices inside your own-self the universe, and its song will become part of you and your part of the song”

Still not totally understanding I say, “Mother are we Gods?”

She hugs me and says, “That is a question you will have to answer on your own, and I know the answer when it comes to you will be amazing to you my little one.”

Author's Note

This writing does contain grammar issues, ignore them, after all the young one who wrote this was still learning. Insert big grin here.

Reviews

[Zaliodir]

First of all, I think it is a young boy writing. Secondly, although my personal beliefs differ from this particular theme, I have always thought of this idea as interesting. In a way its a kind of opposite of a Solopist point of view, but also similar in a way. I like the idea of gaining transcedance by melding into the one whole that the universe might be. In any case, its a first rate story poem!

[H.L. Cerveise]

It is more along the lines of Hinduism or Christian Gnosticism, see: (http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/gcsebitesize/rs/god/hinduismrev1.shtml and https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian_Gnosticism)

I am not trying to convert you or any of my readers to either of these belief systems. This is just a writing to let people understand how similar many different belief systems are and to generate a dialog in their minds and hopefully understand what it is they believe (their path).

I am so glad you liked it.