Going through my notes from my healing class from a week ago, I came across another little sip of wisdom that is opening up a new universe of thought for me:
Life is a constant process of remembering.
Either you look at this idea with a belief in reincarnation – that we gathered this wisdom in past lives and are trying to re-collect our thoughts in this next spin through life. Or, it has nothing to do with how many times you might have walked the earth. If we all came from the Great Source, then we once sat beside God and had access to all transcendence. To live is to try to get back to that place of Oneness.
Striking out on a spiritual path can be frightening. We are shaken from our slumber when we leave behind the malaise of daily life and look at the world with wide, fresh eyes that seek the sacred in everything.
It may have been a restless sleep, full of nightmares and cold sweats, but the bad dream of an unexamined life is at least a familiar one. To abandon those chilly, but accustomed nights can be nearly impossible when the alternative is a lonely walk into the undiscovered country of the spirit.
We know that leaving behind our ties to the pedestrian and the limiting have to be dissolved, however, if we want to free ourselves an experience a new way of being. The routines that bind us to stunted dreams and unrealized potential have to be dissolved.
How might we open ourselves to the possibilities of a journey into consciousness if we think of it not as a rush of brand new spiritual revelation, but as a process of recalling that which our souls already know? What if it is not a leap into the unknown, but a gentle process of sinking gently into the loving embrace of the Mother?
Suddenly, a thought strikes me:
We go through the process of being human so that we can learn to be more divine.
The Girl Who Cried Epiphany 
It’s the whole Buddhist thing about being lucky enough to be born human so we may study the dharma. It may appear as if being a demi-god is totally cool — all the lying about and the good eats, but they are stuck, with no chance of growth. It is in “falling” to the human realm that we can fully BECOME what we are meant to be. 🙂
For some reason I read the word in your title in two separate parts: re membering. And that sounds relevant to me – member in the sense of part of the body and as part of a community or society. We are physical members of a larger community and we learn from each other.
This post beautifully sums up my own view of revelation, while neither Buddhist or Catholic. You have no idea how Mormon this sounds. Funny how often transcendant truths seem to overlap. Thanks so much!
“We go through the process of being human so that we can learn to be more divine.”
I have been re-reading conversations with god and it is this central thread of the book that sometimes blows me away, makes me giggle, or roll my eyes.
sometimes, when I feel very far away from divine, I think that I must be deluding myself.
yet.
yet. I keep coming back to those moments in meditation or with my dogs (did I mention I’m giddy for my dogs?) or watching the shadows play on tree leaves that I think-there is no way this could all be some cosmic accident. There is something more here, I can feel it.
this is a lovely, lovely post.
thank you!
What a delightful post. I once read somewhere “We are gods who have forgotten we are gods in order to play the game of life.”
I don’t recall the source of the quote – I’m sure a quick Google could remind me. Anyway, I think you are on to something. It is comforting to believe that what I seek is actually on the “tip of my tongue” like a misplaced word or idea.
So insightful!!
Dear Bliss,
I guess you’re right – demi-godhood may not be all it’s cracked up to be. Here’s to scurrying about and being fabulously human!
Dear Tess,
I love think of re-membering in its separate parts. I know I thrive on that idea of being put back together. Every day I am so happy to be amazed by the ways this blogging community especially exists to support other people.
Dear Doc,
It’s good to see you again! I was away from writing for a while and lost track of your work too, but I’m looking forward to getting reacquainted with your wonderfully unique perspective. You’re right – I have no idea how Mormon my idea sounds, but I would love to learn!
Dear Brandi,
I’ve never read Conversations with God. You’d recommend it?
I think there is an awful lot of sublime to be found in the faces and the romping of dogs and cats. I always remember what Andrew Harvey (mystic, teacher, general madman for God) said: “Cats are the Mother with fur.” I think many dogs fit that description too!
Dear Gladdogget, Welcome! I really like that quote too. Yeah, in this dark time of year I am excited to find any bit of wisdom that will make the path seem a little less cold and dark… So glad that you found me.
Thanks and blessings to all,
Marisa