dailydatewithgod

I am always amused that in the midst of living in a city of massive numbers of people I can feel disconnected from others.  Being surrounded by bodies means nothing if I am not able to relate.  Finding others with which to make genuine connection is part of what it means to be human.  As an introvert I know that I generate energy from my alone time and I cherish it a great deal, but nothing lights me up like being able to relate with someone even if it is just over an idea or an experience.  Some of our relations are life long, some are momentary, and most come and go.  I’ll never forget a wise woman while trying to console me after a break up told me “Everyone is in our lives for a reason, some for a season, and some for seasoning.”  Connecting with people brings a wholeness to our experience because we are engaged with the whole of ourselves.  We fall for the illusion that because we are in separate bodies that we are not related to each other.  Yet I have walked into many a room of strangers and became present to the energy of the room.  A room full of hundreds of separate bodies who all seemed to be connected somehow.  The relating began when we all set the intention to show up for the event.  The relating continued when we focused on our relatedness.  At a very biological level we do this when we mirror other’s facial expressions.  It is a built-in mechanism that we cannot help but do.  It allows us to know that we are in relationship.  God designed us to be able to relate to each other. Maybe the only reason we come in so many varied cultures, sizes, colors, and experience is so we can see the myriad of possibilities that exist in God’s eyes.

I am someone who for many years walked through life not in touch with all the energies and ideas within me that kept me from connecting to my true self.  Because of this I can acknowledge the power and value of awareness.  I used to think it was about being fully aware all the time.  I figured now that I had woken up and was no longer on the path of just plodding away at life, I was not going to let anything go uncovered.  Then, I woke up to reality that living a spiritual life means a willingness to be aware and trusting in God’s timing.  I cannot fight to make it happen.  I cannot push myself into being open to an awareness of myself or others.  Most importantly I realize that it is not a failure on my part if I am unaware.  God is in charge.  I trust that His whispers of insight will come to me when I am willing to hear them with love.  As we reflect on the closing of a year, I am grateful for the things that I was made aware of that I had not seen before and I hold with anticipation at what might come into my awareness with this next year.  The difference I know in my heart that comes from my dating God is I am not afraid of what will become present to me.  I know whatever I am meant to face, God has got my back and is invested in the awareness ultimately being an opportunity to be more fully the love from which I was created.