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Touching the Divine


One of the many messages that Richard Bach’s Illusions proffers is that once we have climbed certain peaks we won’t descend. Once we have reached certain heights, we will spread our wings and fly. Once we have reached certain standards, nothing less will satisfy us.

When the knight in John Keats’s poem, La Belle Dame Sans Merci, encountered the ideal beauty, he refused to be satisfied with anything less and spent his entire life pursuing that beauty in spite of its fatal elusiveness.

If you meet your god, how will that encounter alter your life?

Those who touch the divine can never be satisfied with the mundane routines of existence.

Stating that same truth in another way: If you are just another ordinary person on the earth, you have not touched the divine. You have not met your god. Your god is only an idol in the temple or the church or some such place.

There are umpteen religions in the human world. There are countless gods. But evil keeps mounting. And pretty much of that evil is perpetrated in the name of gods! Why? The believers have not met their gods. Divinity stays somewhere out there without touching the hearts of the devotees.

Have you noticed that the nations founded in the name of gods are the most brutal? Worshipping god is not the same as meeting god.

If you meet god, you won’t be satisfied with anything less. You will spread your wings and fly in the divine milieu.

PS. Written for Indispire Edition 450: If only Indians were as religious as they claim/pretend to be! #ReligiousPretensions

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  1. Yamini MacLeanAugust 12, 2023 at 12:05 PM

    Hari Om
    This is true. ....🙏....YAM xx

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  2. magiceyeAugust 12, 2023 at 6:40 PM

    Beautifuylly expressed.

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  3. peppylady (Dora)August 13, 2023 at 5:10 AM

    I think we alter daily.
    Coffee is on, and stay safe.

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  4. AnonymousAugust 13, 2023 at 9:34 AM

    Perfect differentiation between worshipping God and meeting God.🙏🏻 Well written sir.👍🏻

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