Friday, 4 February 2011

In the Mind of God, Ironing my Brains

The thing is: we are asleep.

We are having the same dream, in our one mind, which is the mind of God.

We are walking around in the dreaming mind of God thinking it is real.

Everything is in the mind of God, which is your mind, my mind, our mind. We don’t “have” a life; we are the life.

The life.

Everything we see, touch, feel, taste, imagine, believe or remember is the same substance that we are: a dream in the mind of God.

We are not separate, nor are we different, because we are the One imagining everything.

We are the One who is dreaming this.

We are the One which is inconceivable and unknowable.

We are the One in which the Universe appears and disappears.

We are That.


  1. If you unfolded your brain, it would cover an ironing board.

  2. Or a match box