Miah56

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If I was able to sit across from All there Is, All there ever Will Be (the Great I AM - Iam) and have a conversation, what would I ask? What would I be told?

I think we would meet as children playing on a beach, gleefully forming microcosmic oceans in the sand, using tools of sea worn shells and concave beach stones. Iam's replicas would be much better than mine, of course, given all the practice he had messing around with the originals. At dusk, we would sit with at the edge of the ocean, tired but at peace. The waves would wash gently over our hot feet. Although He would appear a child, and we would appear to any on-looker as companions, I would be acutely aware of His awesome nature, of His omnipotence.

"Iam. Why do You love me?"

"How could I not love you. You, who are beautiful to Me because you are you. Because I know that by your presence you make my symphony complete."

"But, Iam, I am just a single note, how could I matter?"

"That is too simple for you. You know that every symphony is created as such, one note and then another. Without each, the harmony degrades to discord".

"But, I am imperfect. Does not my imperfection create discord?"

"The note is made perfect by its place, its purpose in the symphony."

"Iam, sometimes the song seems fraught with dissonance. Where is the perfection?"

"I am the composer. You occupy at this time of your consciousness only partial awareness of the gamut of the scheme. I hear the entire sonata and therefore know its perfection."

"Iam, why is it so hard sometimes?"

"It is hard when you begin to believe that you are finite, and therefore forfeit your awareness of your eternal nature to the demon of fear. It is hard when your humanity shadows your connection to the divine, rather than illuminates it. It is hard when you forget that I love you. Know that even when you forget, I remember."

"One time, Iam, when I was a child walking home from school, I eagerly asked You to help me find a quarter. Just as I was about to cross the street at the corner where my house sat, I found a shiny quarter against the curbside. I knew it was from You. Why did You give it to me?"

"I wanted you to know that I was there. I wanted you to become aware that I would answer if you knocked, that I would give if you asked, and that you would find, if you sought. I wanted you to know that, just as you created here on the beach what you could see with your eye, you could create in your life, what you envision in your soul. I have taught you this many times in your existence. The quarter was not the first, nor the last. But, you are stubborn and prone to melancholy. You hide when you are afraid and you accept what you should not. You sacrifice what you know for what you fear. As such, you will have to be shown many times over until you remember."

"You must also be aware that you, as most do, find it easier to envision an ill wind rather than a cool breeze. I have instructed you to live without anxiety, and yet you persist. What you call to yourself will be. Yet also remember, that all is as it should be."

"Iam, what do you want for me?"

"I want you to know that you are loved. I want you to drink fully, love deeply, laugh hardily, give graciously, accept the humanity of your neighbor, and respect the life force I have written into all things.. It is not to be taken for granted. Your place is your own. Understand it cannot be fulfilled by another. Understand too, that I hunger for you. When you come into understanding, you will know that the desire you hold, deep within, is not for this world truly, it is for Me. Therefore, come to Me, play with Me, commune with Me. I want you to know that I have given this all for you so that you may fulfill your purpose and so that one day, along with Me, you may hear the sonata in its entirety and understand."

(c) Miah 2006

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