Tag: Conscious Creator

Words, Words, Words

Words, Words, Words

by becklaney1

Word created the entire world of form.

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. John 1:1-5

In an effort to avoid redundancy, pronouns are used in language to replace common and proper nouns. That same scripture without pronouns would read…

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The Word was with God in the beginning. Through Word all things were made; without Word nothing was made that has been made. In Word was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. (Your light, God Spark!) The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

I say again: Words – which originate first as thought – create the entire of reality.

Through Word all things were made; without Word nothing was made that has been made.

Word set all the boundaries, wrote the rules, leveled the playing field. Yes, you and all other God Sparks (that’s all of mankind) operate on a completely level playing field. You tell yourself life isn’t fair (words); that is your creation.

Life is completely fair. You are a little creator just like every other human being. You create on a continual basis, and the rules and boundaries are the same for everyone. Every person reaps exactly what they sow.

Whatever you plant, yields fruit – you, and only you, eat the fruit of your life.

Redemption

By its own power, Word then sacrificed itself in order to redeem the ENTIRE world of form. Walking through every possible human experience, circling the entire spectrum of opposites, redeeming every high and low place, Word made flesh came and shouldered the load of every conceivable outcome that the world you currently live in – the world of form – has to offer.

Word even overcame death. And not death as you understand it – the passing on of form -but the ultimate death, that being separation from God. The very death we talked about before the timeline started. The same separation you felt the moment you ate the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil… The separation you felt the moment you ate the fruit of the world of form.

Removing my Grace completely, I turned my back on Word. This is a death you will never know, this is a death you will never experience. By this, Word established redemption. Redemption for ALL things. By this you are granted eternal life. You are currently experiencing eternal life. You made it!

Word did this in order for you, God Spark to participate in the experience. To experience the joy and complete bliss of Unconditional Love. All for you. And you think you are unloved, unimportant and unworthy. Why? Can you now begin to at least glimpse the magnitude of the experience of Unconditional Love? Can you glimpse the magnitude of what it means to be able to experience us? Forever?

This is the way, walk in it.

Word then transferred its power over to you, giving you the power to wield words and through that, create. Blameless and perfect, you journey through this world. When will you walk boldly in the redemption that has already been laid out for you?

You have been given dominion over the garden of your life and you have been given the free will to tend it as you so choose. You being here now, all that’s happening to you right now, are a result of your thoughts. Thoughts that you give power by speaking words.

Unconsciously, you echo the words spoken over you your entire life. You were taught language, you were taught words, and you were taught to assign meaning to those words.

All thoughts have been inserted into your psyche by words spoken over you. Your parents, extended family, teachers, friends, and even strangers continually offer you words.

There are no words outside of what has already been spoken by the Creator. You merely echo what has already been made. That is the boundary of the world of form. Inside of that, you are free to explore and create.

All has been redeemed.

There is no judgment, God Spark.

Hey, God Spark!

Hey, God Spark!

by becklaney1

When I contemplate the newness of each passing moment, I am humbled by the majesty of it all. The all of life, the all of form, the all of this present moment that in each passing instant is born and then dies with no fuss, and no strife.

The present moment never asks to be noticed, it just is. It isn’t offended if you don’t recognize or acknowledge it, it just is. The present moment doesn’t care how you label it – bad, unbearable, horrible, great, fantastic, precious – it just is.

Regardless of how you perceive or interpret it… the present moment – just is.

And do you know what? It is GOOD.

Then God saw everything that He had made, and indeed it was very GOOD… Gen 1:31

What beautiful words. What a stunning secret. What an exquisite nugget of truth on your quest to seek out your most fulfilling life. A truth that softly guides you to a state of complete peace as you journey and explore how and what it means to become the most sincere, beautiful, and perfect expression of yourself.

A truth that attends you while you uncover your path to experience the highest, most fulfilling dwelling place this world of form has to offer – that of Love.

Love!

‘Let us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness;…’ So God created man in His own image; in the image of God he created him; male and female He created them. Genesis 1:26

Then out of the dust of the ground our form was fashioned, molded, handled – this part of creation was more than a word spoken. It was an action taken, in the very instant the Creator breathed into us.

What, exactly was breathed into us? A piece, a part of God. A Spark from the very Force that created the creation.

Life!

And then? There was you…

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You are created in the image of the Creator. And guess what? It isn’t your physical form. God isn’t a physical form! God is Life. Life with a capital L. There is no man upstairs looking down on you waiting for you to screw up, just so he can condemn you to eternal and everlasting punishment. There is only a Creative Force.

There is only Life, an eternal loving Creator, moving through all things and in all things, making all things new in every new Now that in an instant is born and then dies with no fuss, and no strife.

God – Life – isn’t offended if you don’t recognize or acknowledge it, it just is. God doesn’t care how you label it – bad, unbearable, horrible, great fantastic, precious – it just is. Regardless of how you perceive and interpret God, it just is.

Life just is… and in each passing moment Life offers us a new and fresh start.

It extends a precious invitation to dwell here… in this moment.

What does it mean to be a God Spark?

You are Life! You are not some discarded, unwanted, worthless piece of trash. You are a valuable, loved, needed, wanted, adored, treasured ‘little’ creator exploring the world of form. And everything in this world of form is here for YOU!

It means that you are, in each and every moment, creating your reality.

Your mind is a powerful tool. The trouble is that up to this point you haven’t been using your most treasured asset, your mind, properly. All those thoughts swirling around in your head are making up your world.

There is One Thing that animates everything in your world. That One Thing is the Creator. AND… a Spark of that Creator dwells in you. That Spark is what animates you and gives you life. It is what allows you to participate in this fantastic, magical, precious, adventurous dance that we call life.

Being a God Spark means you are a creator. The question you need to ask is do you create consciously, fully aware in a world were you have found balance? Or do you create unconsciously, completely unaware in a world where you feel like a victim of all your outside circumstances. A victim of life, tossed to and fro, like a dead fallen leaf flung about by violent gusts of wind…