What happened when God got bored? He created the God Games!
ONE (God) created all, then realized that he was lonely and bored, having no one to share in the wonders that he had created: no one to talk to; no way to experience his creation on his own. So he next created energy forms (people) from his own energy to keep him company. Then he created the God Games, so that he could experience his creation through the life games that his energy forms play.
These energy forms would live life games in which the goal of the game is to come to realize that you are love, and that you are one with ONE. As ONE'S children, energy forms go out into the Cosmos and they experience much in their life games. ONE thus experiences all of his creations. ONE was no longer bored.
As you know by now, my name is Ann, and I've had a rebellious spirit from the start. I sat at breakfast kicking the chair leg and trying to ignore my father's endless discussions.
I have thousands of brothers and sisters. The table was incredibly long, yet only a fraction of the family was here. Most of the family were gone playing the game of life.
Suddenly father's voice broke through my reveries, "Ann! Ann!"
"What father?"
"Ann, I've set up a meeting for you with the Council of Elders. Will you be there?"
"Of course father, I'll be there."
Oh grief, I thought; trepidation filled my heart. What would they ask of me? Would I have to leave this wonderful home again?
After breakfast, mom came around and hugged me and whispered, "Don't be afraid Ann, you're ready."
I quietly slipped out the door and walked down the path to the machine house, kicking pebbles as I walked. Then I turned off the path into the woods. The sky was radiant and seasgulls dipped and drifted above on their way to the sea. The trees were filled with birds of every size and hue. I stopped and listened to their songs. They seemed so carefree; not like my heart at this moment.
I wandered down a winding, needle-paved path, stopping only to play a game of hopscotch. Deep in the woods-that were lit by ONE'S energy-I found a clearing that was my quiet place. Surrounded by pines, a little lake glistened, while beautiful flowers of all colors sang songs of joy. I had long ago discoverd that each type and color of flower emitted a different tone, and all the tones of the flowers, combined to create concerts of familiar music.
I sat down in my chair, a pure white rock that gently shone and formed its shape to fit my body. A deer and her fawn nibbled on the deep green grass, while a pair of foxes leaped and rolled by the lake. Peace; deep peace, surrounded me. Joy swelled my heart and erased the fear I had been feeling. My mind cleared, and I praised ONE for creating such a heavenly world.
Choices, so many choices to make: which planet to go to? Whom would I choose to be my parents, my children, my grandchildren? Which cosmetics, size, health, and attitude would I choose? Should I become male or female? but most of all, which challenges would I take on, which handicaps would I labor under? There was so much to consider.
The game of life, to go into the fray again stirred my soul; to face time and space, so constricting. Negativity and pain were an assured part of the package-no getting away from those when dealing with other humans playing their life games. Then there was the part of having death hanging over your head and no understanding or remembrance of home to ward off fear and pain. Pain, so much pain is involved-it seems-in every part of the life game: physical pain; emotional pain; spiritual pain. It boggles the mind to think that we actually choose to play the game at all.
I've been considering what decisions I'd make when the time came to go before Game Development. I want to become more loving and less judgemental; traits I've had to work on in other life games. But I had one thing going for me in this new life game; it could be my last. I have the choice, if I accept certain struggles, to actually find out who I am in this game. I have to be certain to choose great strength and perseverance if I want to succeed. So at least I know those qualities must come as first choices. I must keep my eyes on the single goal of coming back home again and never having to go back and play more life games. I can do it, I know I can. My love for ONE and the hope of eternal oneness with him will keep me on the path that will lead to self-awareness.
I heard footsteps on the path and turned to see Ed walking towards me: a tall, gentle man; very advanced spiritually. I adore him.
"Keep your seat love, I'll sit on the next rock," he said.
To be continued tomorrow...
ONE (God) created all, then realized that he was lonely and bored, having no one to share in the wonders that he had created: no one to talk to; no way to experience his creation on his own. So he next created energy forms (people) from his own energy to keep him company. Then he created the God Games, so that he could experience his creation through the life games that his energy forms play.
These energy forms would live life games in which the goal of the game is to come to realize that you are love, and that you are one with ONE. As ONE'S children, energy forms go out into the Cosmos and they experience much in their life games. ONE thus experiences all of his creations. ONE was no longer bored.
As you know by now, my name is Ann, and I've had a rebellious spirit from the start. I sat at breakfast kicking the chair leg and trying to ignore my father's endless discussions.
I have thousands of brothers and sisters. The table was incredibly long, yet only a fraction of the family was here. Most of the family were gone playing the game of life.
Suddenly father's voice broke through my reveries, "Ann! Ann!"
"What father?"
"Ann, I've set up a meeting for you with the Council of Elders. Will you be there?"
"Of course father, I'll be there."
Oh grief, I thought; trepidation filled my heart. What would they ask of me? Would I have to leave this wonderful home again?
After breakfast, mom came around and hugged me and whispered, "Don't be afraid Ann, you're ready."
I quietly slipped out the door and walked down the path to the machine house, kicking pebbles as I walked. Then I turned off the path into the woods. The sky was radiant and seasgulls dipped and drifted above on their way to the sea. The trees were filled with birds of every size and hue. I stopped and listened to their songs. They seemed so carefree; not like my heart at this moment.
I wandered down a winding, needle-paved path, stopping only to play a game of hopscotch. Deep in the woods-that were lit by ONE'S energy-I found a clearing that was my quiet place. Surrounded by pines, a little lake glistened, while beautiful flowers of all colors sang songs of joy. I had long ago discoverd that each type and color of flower emitted a different tone, and all the tones of the flowers, combined to create concerts of familiar music.
I sat down in my chair, a pure white rock that gently shone and formed its shape to fit my body. A deer and her fawn nibbled on the deep green grass, while a pair of foxes leaped and rolled by the lake. Peace; deep peace, surrounded me. Joy swelled my heart and erased the fear I had been feeling. My mind cleared, and I praised ONE for creating such a heavenly world.
Choices, so many choices to make: which planet to go to? Whom would I choose to be my parents, my children, my grandchildren? Which cosmetics, size, health, and attitude would I choose? Should I become male or female? but most of all, which challenges would I take on, which handicaps would I labor under? There was so much to consider.
The game of life, to go into the fray again stirred my soul; to face time and space, so constricting. Negativity and pain were an assured part of the package-no getting away from those when dealing with other humans playing their life games. Then there was the part of having death hanging over your head and no understanding or remembrance of home to ward off fear and pain. Pain, so much pain is involved-it seems-in every part of the life game: physical pain; emotional pain; spiritual pain. It boggles the mind to think that we actually choose to play the game at all.
I've been considering what decisions I'd make when the time came to go before Game Development. I want to become more loving and less judgemental; traits I've had to work on in other life games. But I had one thing going for me in this new life game; it could be my last. I have the choice, if I accept certain struggles, to actually find out who I am in this game. I have to be certain to choose great strength and perseverance if I want to succeed. So at least I know those qualities must come as first choices. I must keep my eyes on the single goal of coming back home again and never having to go back and play more life games. I can do it, I know I can. My love for ONE and the hope of eternal oneness with him will keep me on the path that will lead to self-awareness.
I heard footsteps on the path and turned to see Ed walking towards me: a tall, gentle man; very advanced spiritually. I adore him.
"Keep your seat love, I'll sit on the next rock," he said.
To be continued tomorrow...
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