Becoming My Best Me

Nancy Bowers, RScP

Becoming My Best Me
by Nancy Bowers, RScP

“Life is a mirror and will reflect back to the thinker what he thinks into it.” Ernest Holmes

“It is necessary for the teacher of God to realize, not that he should not judge, but that he cannot. In giving up judgment, he is merely giving up what he did not have. He gives up an illusion; or better, he has an illusion of giving up. He has actually merely become more honest. Recognizing that judgment was always impossible for him, he no longer attempts it. This is no sacrifice. On the contrary, he puts himself in a position where judgment through him rather than by him can occur. And this judgment is neither ‘good’ nor ‘bad.’ It is the only judgment there is, and it is only one: ‘God’s Son is guiltless, and sin does not exist.’” A Course in Miracles

God is.  Unapologetically Itself, totally worry-free, confident in the Truth of what It is: Love.  The Universe never frets over right or wrong.  Good or bad.  It judges nothing.  It merely says “Yes, let’s explore this cause, this effect.”  “Let us find Love here.”

And so, in this moment, in this time and place, I recognize this Truth as I fall into the arms knowingness, awakening to the truth of beingnessness.  It is simply Love.  It is the recognition of the Compassion and Grace of God.  It is Life acknowledging Life and celebrating that expression.  It is a Love affair so deep that all doubt and worry are swept away.  I pause in this moment to remember who God is and, in that remembrance, to notice that I, too, am that.  You too are that.  We are God’s consecrated. We are cherished and blessed and we have been given the keys to the Kingdom.  Blessings abound.  It’s time to claim them. 

Within this place where I remember that God withholds nothing from His Son (that’s us!), I reclaim the power that was always mine.  Though I have been punished by my sins, I have never been punished for them, for all perceived lack, all circumstances that appeared as less than desirable were only ever the reflections of my own fears.  Now, here, I reverse that stinking thinking.  I claim for myself all that God would have me be.   I claim for you the Magnificence of the Divine.  Come taste Its Sweetness.  Come feast.  You were meant to feast. 

How grateful I am to remember that key to all goodness is to celebrate what was always there.  Love.

And God said, “Welcome home.”  I opened my heart in gratitude at the Splendor that abounds and proclaimed, “And so it is.”