Advent Notes: Christ All the Way Down

In Advent, suddenly, I can see again. Certain lights, currents of grace. Certain ways forward.

I see you in the distance, coming back from the well, ready to disclose yet again (for those with ears to hear) the prerogative of love, the fullness of salvation. How grateful I am to no longer travel alone!

In Advent I kneel happily – freely and joyfully – before the one who never asked a body to kneel before them ever. Early winter breezes turn the hemlock trees to music. Hemlocks turn the wind to song? Even the lost, even the confused, are not forsaken. Even the ones who are doing it to themselves.

The suggestion is that Christ is not a state we get or possess. It is a state that we create by offering it to those who need it. This is neither mysterious nor a secret. It’s not even a practice, really. It takes no effort at all to be exactly the way God created you.

Personal accomplishment, spiritual or otherwise, is beside the point. We have to change, yes. Be born again, yes. Enlightened, awakened, washed with the blood of the Lamb, whatever. The words we use to describe the change don’t actually matter. Language is downstream of the desire to commune at all, which only arises in relationships whose holiness does not depend on the personal. We do not do this alone. True change – shifts from fear to love, from sacrifice to gift – requires another with whom to remember God and God’s Love for all Creation.

Sometimes I share parts of my story with you. As you know, there are some bleak periods. There are dark places. But always, no matter how grim or ugly things got, somebody was there saying, there’s another way, I’ll help you find it, here’s my hand.

The ones who say that are Christ. The ones who say that are apostles, heirs of Jesus who lived and died in the name of peace. They are creations of love and bringers of a healing light. Call them what you will (language is downstream of the desire to commune at all), their offer is no joke.

You can say yes or no to those folks. You can take their hand or turn away. I said no a lot before I was ruined enough to mumble yes.

But here’s the thing. When we get to yes – when we allow ourselves to be helped, when we open to even the tinest hint of healing – then we are healed. We remember what we are in truth.

It takes no time at all to be exactly the way God created you.

Healing is an insight that becomes a lived understanding. To be healed is to understand that nothing needs to be done – no corrections or plans, no amendments or confessions. It takes no time at all for Creation to be precisely the way that God created it. And you will forget this, yes. I do, all the time. But also, you will remember it. You will remember what you have to offer your brothers and sisters. There is another way, I will show it to you, here is my hand.

You teach me how to be Christ so that I can teach you how to be Christ. It is Christ remembering Christ all the way down. There is nothing else.

In Advent, with you and for you, I begin again. I remember.

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After Easter: What Did You See?

Early on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb while it was still dark and saw that the stone had been taken away. She ran to Simon Peter and to the other disciple whom Jesus loved, and cried, “They have taken my Lord from the tomb, and I do not know where they have put Him” (John 20:1-2).

Mary’s cry is not merely an Easter morning cry. We are all seeking an encounter with Jesus. We are all trying to find the one whose proximity to God can compensate for our own separation . . .

So did you see him? On Easter? Did you – as Mariannne Sawicki would put it – see the Lord?

Sometimes, looking obscures the very thing it aims to see. Sometimes, looking is a distraction – a way of not seeing what is obvious and present.

And sometimes seeking – sincere, well-intentioned, even disciplined and informed – reveals nothing. It’s like fishing, maybe. Sometimes you catch something, and sometimes you don’t.

Abhiskhiktananda, who lived without compromise in a torment nexus between Christianity and Advaita, and whose record of his passage there is so beautifully vulnerable, says that recognition of Jesus as a living presence requires us to “pass into” the other.

Jesus is perceived existentially in the call of the other in the greatest depth of my being; whether this other is the final mystery or my personal mystery which is drawing me into the desert, or the brother who outside calls me to God in himself (Ascent to the Depth of the Heart 265).

Abhi understood the dissolution of the self as relational – it involved the other because we can only know ourselves as separate by virtue of the other. It takes two to forget – and thus remember – they are one. He called on folks to practice “the social crystallization of the Love that Jesus had come to spread, intended to transform the whole, like yeast in the dough” (254).

Who loves? Who loves totally? And as long as Love is not total, it is not Love. Who does not seek himself instead of God and the other? (254)

These were not rhetorical questions for Abhi! He considered Jesus to have failed in his mission of Love, largely because we – yes, you and I but also Abhi himself – were not ready to hear and be transformed by what we heard, i.e., to love totally by seeking not our own self but God and the other.

Easter is hard sometimes. For me it can be. It was busy this year; we traveled further than usual. I had hoped to do a small retreat between Good Friday and Easter, but there was a death in the family, one of the kids had to work, et cetera.

Life happens, and goes on happening, no matter what I do or don’t do. It’s okay. It’s more than okay.

Jesus’s presence is typically experienced first as desire – as a longing to see the invisible or partake of the supernatural. Jesus is considered a kind of super-human whose transcendence of time and space evokes in us a combination of naive mysticism and magical thinking. I spent decades in that space.

It is good to penetrate that longing, and to reach the deeper currents of loneliness, anger, guilt and fear which give rise to the longing for big solutions, one-and-done fixes, like Jesus on clouds or some other ascended master taking a personal interest in our day-to-day lives. Those deep-down currents are personal but they also open out into family and community, culture and world. They’re not secret but cosmic.

At some point in that interior seeking, that opening out, there may be a flash of insight: Jesus did this, too, once upon a time. And Buddha. And Anandamayi Ma and Ramana and Eckhart Tolle and all the rest of them. They came up hard against the interior darkness – the emptiness, the sinfulness, the demons and the ghosts – and discovered something about love and freedom.

I know, I know. They were spiritual geniuses and we’re a couple rungs down the ladder.

But honestly? Sometimes – sitting with coffee in the dark or watching crows or listening to snow fall – I see in a clear and direct way that it is my very humanness, its frailty and creativity, that is my connection to God. What else do I have? The clarity and peace in those moments are outside time and cannot be forgotten.

So the question is not really did you see Jesus. See him or don’t see him. There’s a reason Buddhists say that if you meet the Buddha, you should kill him. The better question is – the more helpful question is – do you see the other? Hear their cry? Mary Magdalyn is speaking to you now. That cry, said Abhi, is Jesus. Or, better, our response to that cry is Jesus – Jesus acting through us and the other, rendering them one. In our relationship – our sharing – especially when we pass through the appearance of separation and difference – we remember that together we are Christ.

This is why A Course in Miracles teaches us that “a journey from yourself does not exist” (T-31.IV.10:5).

For this – and so much more – alleluia.

Easter 2025: The End of Darkness and Death

Easter is about our relationship with Jesus, who is risen from the dead. It is about our participation in resurrection, which began but does not end with Jesus.

Thus, Easter is also about the potential for all our relationships to be transformed from egocentric, survival-based relationships to holy relationships, whose premise is ensuring that all our brothers and sisters can participate in shared freedom, creativity and joy.

Resurrection can be theorized, and the theory can guide our seeking, but it is fundamentally an experience that occurs prior to language. We are not its author. It’s important to remember that.

Most of us are okay with resurrection if it’s a matter of theory (e.g., “your resurrection is your reawakening” (T-6.I.2:7) or symbolic value (e.g., “the resurrection is the symbol of sharing” (T-6.I.12:1). As long as everyone agrees resurrection is not meant to be taken literally, we’re cool.

And yet.

Marianne Sawicki says that resurrection is a human competence for “recognizing what God has done with Jesus” and, also, “the competence for allowing God to have done it and to persist in doing it.”

That is, resurrection is about a recognition of our potential for ongoing and sustainable collaboration with Love, which cannot be constrained by time or space, and of which death is not – despite appearances to the contrary – master.

After all, it’s death that limits the time that we have with one another, and death that closes the door on experience. I’m not walking my dog Jake up Mount Ascutney anymore. One day I won’t walk it anymore either.

But to know resurrection (to practice resurrection), suggests Sawicki, is to gracefully release that kind of thinking in favor of something orders of magnitude more accepting and nurturing. But we are not its author! Resurrection is not a thing we do or make or interpret or explain but a process already underway that we can recognize and cooperate with.

The resurrection of Jesus is a bodily competence that is still happening to us and still making us make it happen . . . the resurrection isn’t over yet, and the Risen Lord still walks through locked doors (Seeing the Lord viii-ix).

Sawicki invites us to consider resurrection not as a historical event that happened to Jesus, one and one, but rather as a collective transformation of fear into love, which God does – is doing – through us now.

A Course in Miracles is equally clear.

I am your resurrection and your life. You live in me because you live in God. And everyone lives in you, as you live in everyone (T-11.VI.4:1-3).

That my not yet be true for us but it can be. Or rather, we have not yet recognized this truth, and been transformed by the recognition into Christ.

But we can be.

That is the promise of Easter, and it is not limited to an annual holiday any more than it was limited to one man long ago.

Resurrection is both personal and communal. The personal is the flash of recognition – he lives! – which enables us to intentionally enter into an actual personal relationship with Jesus because he lives.

And that relationship informs and sustains our relationship with one another, across the whole earth, including the earth and the cosmos, thus enabling the creation of communities (hardly limited to human beings) collectively devoted to love, peace, nonviolence and sharing.

Therefore, be still and grateful today. Give attention to everything: subtle inflections in tones of voice, sunlight streaming through tree limbs, the smell of fresh-cooked bread or casserole, the way lilies feel when you trail your fingers across them.

Feel your happiness and the loneliness to which it is an antidote. Recognize the happiness and loneliness of others. Feel the tidal sway of your desire for Love; feel your confusion and shame in the face of that desire.

Exclude nothing from the gift of your attention. Bear witness that there is no separation anywhere.

In all of this, the welter of all this experience, look for the one whose “part in the Atonement is not complete until you join it and give it away” (T-5.IV.6:3), the one who welcomes even Judas the betrayer as a brother (T-6.I.15:8), and the one forever reminding you of God’s “open arms” and “open Mind” (T-9.VI.7:2).

He is here, awaiting recognition. Can you notice him?

He lives in you, and in me, and in us, as a real presence we can presently recognize and relate to.

Our recognition of Jesus is our recognition of our own self, as we are in Creation. And when we remember what we are, then we remember what all our brothers and sisters are as well.

The answer to all prayers lies in them. You will be answered as you hear the answer in everyone (T-9.II.7:6-7).

But remember: recognizing Jesus is an experience, just like those other experiences – hearing others, seeing sunlight, smelling food, touching grass. Resurrection is reality presently-experienced, without the egoic judgment that it be something other than what it is. Resurrection is a form of honesty; it is a form of our willingness to be honest and to exclude nothing.

Today, in Easter, as Easter, let us open our own arms and mind. Let us welcome the one who makes clear the way to happiness and peace. No more idle fantasies! No more half-assed bargaining. Half measures avail us nothing. We know this.

Let us see Him then, our brother and, in Him, the light that makes all seeing possible, unto the end of darkness and death.

Alleluia, alleluia.

Good FridayHoly Saturday – Easter

Holy Saturday 2025: Empty Roads and A Course in Miracles

I think often of the disciples for whom he really was dead. The ones who’d eaten with him the day before and never would again. The ones who had heard him laugh and teach earlier in the week and never would again.

They did not know yet that Easter was coming. The ruined body of Jesus was eaten by dogs, scavenged by crows. Those disciples didn’t have a body to bury, let alone a tomb from which it could rise.

Jesus was dead and gone, and they were alone.

The invitation the Lenten narrative extends is to give attention to their grief. To imagine it, explore it, even recreate it. Jesus is dead and gone and we are bereft. Now what?

Good Friday is trauma – the recognition of the scale of our ignorance and violence (we crucified him after all, we consented to his crucifixion). Good Friday includes – it must include if it is going to be healing and not merely additional immiseration – our willingness not to deny or project this grave error but to sit with it, become responsible for it.

On Saturday, we ask what is possible given that error. What remains for us to do? What can we do?

The value of those questions is granted by the depth of our willingness on Friday. How close to the error did we get? Did we deny and flee, like Peter?

Or, like Mary Magdalyn, did we attend the dying? Did we face the cross? Did we witness the horror?

Two things arise on Saturday, both of which made Easter possible, and both remain possibilities – really, callings – in our own lives.

First, a story, dear to my heart.

Two disciples leave Jerusalem after the crucifixion. They are bound for Emmaus. As they walk, they come upon a stranger who shares the road. He asks about their obvious grief and they tell him about Jesus and how he died.

The stranger responds by talking about scripture. He points out threads in Daniel and Isaiah, Genesis and Jeremiah, and the Psalms, all of which account for – make sense of, give meaning to – Jesus’s death.

It’s not a solution of course – Jesus is still dead – but it helps.

At day’s end, still shy of Emmaus, the disciples pause to rest. They invited the stranger to stay with them, offering to share their meager bread. He consents and prays over the meal.

And in that moment – that offer of shared food, that blessing and prayer – they recognize Jesus. Is it clear? They do not recognize a body but a practice – a practice that any body can do, even you and me.

I said a moment ago that the early disciples lost Jesus and the question was, now what?

The answer was: do what he taught us to do. Welcome the stranger, give rest to the weary, feed the hungry. Make peace, not war. Open the gate, don’t close and bar it.

I think it’s clear this is what those disciples did. They left Jerusalem heartbroken and terrified but some of them – Mary Magdalyn-like – did not betray their teacher. They remembered what he taught them about communion and love and they kept on practicing.

They loved their neighbor as their own self or – if you prefer an ACIM frame – they continued to “love in a loveless place” (T-14.IV.4:10).

And that first thing – a practice – led to a critical insight: when they practiced love in Jesus’ name, Jesus actually appeared and lived among them, albeit in a new form. It turns out that when we seek only to love our neighbor, our neighbor becomes Christ.

If you see glimpses of the face of Christ behind the veil, looking between the snow-white petals of the lilies you have received and given as your gift, you will behold your brother’s face and recognize it. I was a stranger and you took me in, not knowing who I was (T-20.I.4:2-3).

This is an old old story.

Those disciples learned that Jesus’s death was not an end, but an extension of his mission because now he was longer contained by space and time. And there was a practice – a way of being – by which they could experience and share this truth.

Easter is a creative act in which we participate; resurrection is a creative process that is outside of history and impossible to contain – in one person’s body, in one church’s body, in one country’s body.

It begins in our willingness to serve our brothers and sisters, and to be nonviolent as God is nonviolent.

Saturday is when we say well, he’s gone, but I am here, and so I will love the way he loved. I will share the way he shared. I will to the best of my ability emulate his lovingkindness.

Saturday is about what we do with the body. On Friday the body is ruined; the individual life is destroyed. The law of the state, which is the law of men, is brutally and efficiently enforced. Death is the end. The empire, not God, decides.

On Saturday, we don’t deny this, we simply resolve to respond to it with love. We will follow him, even though he died on a cross. On Saturday, without in any way glorifying sacrifice or idolizing suffering, we simply refuse the cross as the end of the story.

Saturday is when we say to one another, there is another way. Together we will find it.

Good Friday – Holy Saturday – Easter

Good Friday 2025: The Cross and A Course in Miracles

In the morning after prayer I go outside with my coffee. I greet the lilies springing up through crumbling soil. I bless the robins flying away. It’s Good Friday, and my heart is happy, my mind at range. Easter is near; the evidence is everywhere.

And yet.

Before we remember the grace of Easter, we must face the ruination of Golgotha. Before we participate in the joyful creativity of resurrection, we must recognize fully the brutality of crucifixion. This is the mandate of the Lenten journey – you have to face the whole of it.

Alone in the half-light of morning I open my free hand and imagine you taking it. We will do this together. There is no other way.

Good Friday has both a political and a personal dimension. The two can be distinguished, but they cannot be separated. When we face the cross, we are looking at something both within and without us. Our response touches and is touched by both.

The political dimension of Good Friday is that Jesus is executed by the State for nonviolently resisting its claim to sole authority and power. Jesus is saying, the earth and the fullness thereof belong to the Lord, and God wills that it be shared equally among all people, without exception. No more hunger, no more loneliness, no more war.

In reply, Rome says (all empires say), we are the Lord – or our Gods are the Lord, if you prefer a religious frame – and we are going to publicly execute you for even thinking otherwise.

It’s clear the early followers of Jesus understood that following him meant coming into conflict with a way of being in the world that is unjust, unloving and unkind, and nonviolently demonstrating – teaching and sharing – an alternative.

That is our work, too. The political dimension of the cross asks us what we want to be true of the world, and how we will work with others to make that truth manifest. Politics is about relationship, and all relationship is local and united.

The personal dimension of Good Friday is that we have to die to the separate – the egoic – self. As Saint Paul says, “I have been crucified with Christ and it is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me” (Galatians 2:19-20).

Obviously Paul is using metaphorical language. We are not called to strangle to death on a cross. Rather, we are called to no longer hold a private self at the center of our shared lives. An anxious self, a defensive self, a deceitful self . . . all these must be brought to the Place of the Skull and left there.

The cross symbolizes our willingness to be transformed so that we are no longer bound to and by the egoic self. We give it all up; we let is all go. The cross represents total surrender. It represents our total willingness to have nothing in our heart or mind – nothing in our living – that is not of God (e.g. T-1.II.3:11).

Jesus was not merely committed to a vision of personal happiness and peace. He wanted that for us, yes. That is our inheritance, yes. But he understood that in order to remember that, to manifest that, one has to radically rethink their relationship to the earth and to one another. And that radical revision of relationship – which is political – requires a personal transformation at scales we cannot manage single-handedly.

A lot of us in the ACIM community think that caring about politics – or economics or whatever – is to somehow violate the tenet that the world is not real. We worry that if we take sides then we’re stuck in illusions forever. But remember: the reason the world is not real is because it does not reflect the will of God (W-pI.166.2:2).

What would a world that does reflect God’s will look like? And how will we help create it?

The first question is political, the second is personal and neither can be answered apart from the other.

Before the illusion of the world and the separate self are undone our dreams of fear are changed to dreams of happiness (e.g..T-18.II.6:3). This is ACIM’s happy dream, and it happens to these bodies in this world. We learn there is no separation anywhere and it changes everything.

How holy is the smallest grain of sand, when it is recognized as being part of the completed picture of God’s Son . . . For the whole is in each one (T-28.IV.9:4,6).

Nor does the illusion of separation dissolve for us alone. Happy dreams take the form of our brother and sister’s “perfect health” and “perfect freedom from all forms of lack” and “safety from disaster of all kinds” (T-30.VIII.2:5). It doesn’t matter what we feel. If anyone is afraid or lonely, if anyone is hungry or in pain, then “we” are not happy.

Jesus is saying that we have to learn how to love our brothers and sisters in a way that is not of this world, that is often actively opposed by this world. The cross is not theoretical. It calls for – it accepts nothing less than – the total transformation of the individual and the world.

This work is not easy. I have not solved it in some way that you have not. Good Friday is about recognizing that we have failed in our function to “love in a loveless place” (T-14.IV.4:10). The evidence is all around us.

But failure is not the end.

Therefore, let us not deny this failure but accept it. Easter is coming – we know this – but today, let us rest together in the part of the journey that scares us, the part that we resist. And let us do it together. Together is “yes” to God because it refuses the lie of separation.

Is it dark? Yes. Getting darker? Also yes. But we know something the darkness doesn’t. Before this morning’s lilies and robins – before the horrors of Golgotha – there is this love and it does not die. Failure is not the end.

Good Friday – Holy SaturdayEaster

Born Again in Love

A Brief Talk on Rebirth as a Symbol of Awakening in A Course in Miracles

Thank you for being here and sharing with me. I am grateful for your presence. It is a gift to teach and learn together, to remember our innocence together, and to bond with one another in gentleness and love.

Yesterday we talked about Lesson twenty-seven from the ACIM Workbook. Lesson twenty-seven is a meditation on the intensity and depth of our devotion to our study and practice of A Course in Miracles. It’s a meditation and an inquiry. How badly do we want to awaken? With the intensity of a drowning person longing for air? Or what?

Lesson twenty-eight repeats the basic idea from Lesson twenty-seven (“I am determined to see”) but with specificity (“I am determined to see differently“). And it uses an interesting term – “commitment.” It links “seeing” to a commitment to actually see things differently.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: the writing of which ACIM is comprised is embarrassingly overwrought and melodramatic but its lexical choices are more often than not unerring. “Commitment” is not an accident. It has a specific function; it points in a specific way.

So yesterday we were asked, just how badly do you really want this awakening thing? Today we are asked to make a commitment to our seeing. The course assumes we have reflected on our ACIM practice – we took the measure of our desire – and we are now ready to make a commitment. We want a new way of seeing and we are committed to bringing it forth. We’re going to actually do it.

So one thing is, if we have not done that, then let’s not fake it. Let’s do it and then go forward. And if we can’t do it – if it really feels like the wrong move or an impossible move – then let’s shake the dust off our sandals and head on to the next village. Nobody has to study and practice A Course in Miracles.

Oddly, in Lesson twenty-eight – somewhat unlike Lesson twenty-seven – the point is not whether we actually keep the commitment but that we just get started. The commitment is what matters. Success or failure are not really our business.

I point this out because it is helpful sometimes to see that notwithstanding its rigor and intensity A Course in Miracles is actually very forgiving with respect to its application. Honestly, we just need to show up. The Holy Spirit does the rest. As the course says, we are not in charge of the Happy Dream because we “cannot distinguish between advance and retreat.” We often judge our successes as failures and our failures as success (e.g., T-18.V.1:5-6). We really don’t know!

So what is the specific commitment we are asked to make? What are we being asked to do?

We are asked to “withdraw our preconcieved ideas about a table and to open our minds to what it is and what it is for” (W-pI.28.3:1). In other words, we are not bringing the past into our perception or understanding of the table. We are effectively “asking” what the table what it is, rather than insisting that we already know because we’ve “seen” tables before, we’ve “used” them before, we know formica from maple and so forth.

In other words, we are not making the object personal by “binding” it to our “tiny experience” and our “personal thoughts.”

I want to pause to emphasize just how significant and radical that commitment is. Because it generalizes – it’s not just about the table. It’s about our house and car, it’s about our dog and our kids. We have to begin again with literally everything – withdrawing our assumptions and biases and all of that to try and really see what this thing is and what it is for. It is the literal undoing of all that we believe we know and, thus, all that we believe we are. It goes right to the heart of our conditioning – in the family, in the culture, in the cosmos. Its aim is to undo everything.

When you and I were born – long before we had any say in the matter – we learned to differentiate between “objects” based on perception and to evaluate “objects” based on those differences. This is a face, this is another face, but this face is Mom’s face. Before we can possibly decide if this is a good or helpful way to live we are making distinctions and accepting them at face value. They matter.

Differences and distinctions are related to needs – we believe that something in our lives is missing. We have this sense of lack. Mom’s face is here and now it’s not. I’m fed but now I’m not. The suggestion the course makes is that these needs – which, we note, are physical in nature – are illusory. The arise from a distorted perception of what God is, what Creation is and what we are (e.g. T-1.VI.2:1-2).

A Course in Miracles has a word for this and the word is “separation.”

Just by virtue of birth into the human frame, we take the frame’s perception literally, value our capacity to judge its many perceptions deeply, and then rely on those distinctions to survive, over and against our brothers and sisters.

It’s a grim picture. It really is.

Over the course of our lifetimes we constantly refine those skills of distinction and judgment, just as – over the course of our species’ existence – those skills were refined by the pressures of natural selection.

And, unless we are very very lucky in our families or communities, we do not seriously begin to investigate this whole process – which is separation – until well into adulthood. And there is a lot of water under the bridge by then.

We are not to blame for this! These skills – differentiation and judgement, whose combined effects are the separation – evolved over “millions of years” (T-2.VIII.2:5). That is a lot of conditioning! The body and the brain are like the frothy tip of an enormous wave that has been building for eons. We are – to borrow the lingo of another healing tradition – powerless. No wonder our lives are unmanageable.

A Course in Miracles comes along and says, all of that – that way of seeing, that way of thinking, that way of being – is an error. And there is another way. This is very radical! It is as radical as the nonviolence that Jesus advocated and practiced two thousand some odd years ago. It invites us to ignore – to forget about – literally everything our bodies, including our brains, and the families and cultures in which we are embedded, tell us.

In my experience, when we face that call directly, it confounds us. Then it annoys us.

And then – when we realize the scale of the calling – it terrifies us.

This fear represents a kind of existential crisis that is not unique to the human religious and philosophical tradition. For some of us, some variation of it appears to be inevitable. A Course in Miracles is not really designed for the casual student. Only after I considered a thousand times a thousand other ways to be happy, joyous and free – driven to my knees not in obedience but defeat – did I finally say, okay. Show me the way, Jesus. Show me how to learn to forgive from the Holy Spirit illuminating the mind that we all share.

I am not saying that you have to humbled in this deep and irrevocable way. It’s possible I’m just a slow and stubborn learner. But maybe you do! For me, until I was broken, I tended towards surface changes, like changing outfits or wearing a mask. I was busy but not effective, intense but in a drifting kind of way.

It took me a long time to realize the futility of self-improvement in its myriad forms and, on that basis, put it aside forever.

That is why I love the phrase “born again” and feel sad that it’s been more or less coopted by certain branches of the Christian tree. Because born again is what we are called to do! That is what awakening from the sleep of forgetfulness is! We are born again, which is what it means to remember what we were in the first place – Creations of God in creation, creating like unto our Creator. We are new. We are not improved versions of the old self but a new self.

What we call this experience – this answer to God’s call – does not matter. The experience is just the experience, and the word is just a pointer. But “rebirth” does make clear the precisely radical and fundamental nature of the calling that ACIM makes unto us. What does it mean to be born again, since it is not literally possible? To what does the phrase point? How do you know?

You can’t answer in words! It can’t be said at all. But note that you understand what I am saying; you know what I mean when I use words to say that words are useless here. How can that be if we are not – here, now – reborn in love?