By Elisa Novick
There are times when I feel a need to go back in to question my most basic assumptions. The following conversation took place in one of those times. While I do not fully understand everything that comes through, the theme that emerges is one that has been repeated to me in various forms. What I especially enjoyed was that when I questioned God, I was the one who got questioned!
I’ve always wanted to know what we are doing here. What is all this for? Why this particular confluence of spirit, matter, souls, bodies, emotions, thoughts, imagination, action, limitation and possibility? The combinations are infinite, the expressions as well. And somehow through all of this, we have come to believe that there is room for improvement, change, progression, at the same time as we are told that there is a perfection. Yet while we might be perfectible, we never seem to reach perfection. No resting place, no final moment where it all comes together and stays that way.
There has been a teaching in some traditions that in the spiritual realm there is perfection, while in the physical realm, in these infinitely variable bodies and lives, we have lost perfection and somehow have to find our way back. We worry about what we have done. How could we have messed it up so badly and how come we can’t stop and just do it right, make it all better, just be there for once and for all?
I ask God: Is this, dear creator and creation, some ridiculous quest or is it an enjoyable journey? Does it have any meaning at all? And why do we look for meaning, for healing, to be out of suffering? Why do we seek to be good in a world with so much badness?
Dear Elisa,
This is a good introduction to the questions that have plagued this world. What do you think of these questions? Are they relevant? Do you want answers? Who is answering this question you have brought forth anyway? Why do think there is a God? Do you know for certain?