As Vast as God

As Vast as God
What God is, no-one knows.
God is neither light, nor spirit
God is not bliss, not unity,
Not what we call “deity.”
God is not wisdom, nor reason,
Nor love, nor will, nor goodness.
God is not a thing, nor a nothing,
Nor is God essence.
God is what neither I nor you
Nor any creature can understand
Without becoming what God is.

– Angelus Silesius, 17 th century Christian mystic, poet, priest and physician

“What God is, no-one knows . . . without becoming what God is.” I had just read the poem and was contemplating what it must be like to be God as I started to fall over while trying to put on my socks. Must be a big jump. 

The poem points to something ineffable, beyond conception, and reminded me of the nondual realizations described in Vedic teachings. Trillium Awakening characterizes this recognition as a Consciousness Awakening where consciousness becomes aware of itself in and as us. Unmanifest nature realized as our nature, the being part of “human being.”

Just as light separates itself into colors when passed through a prism, this primal nature separates itself into individual expressions when incarnated. The human part of “human being,” or, as Jesus said, “the Father and I are one.” It is here that the colors of God are manifested through human experience. From the above poem–light, love, spirit, bliss, unity, wisdom, and essence all show up, along with the whole range of human feeling and experience.

The Trillium work is a process of bringing to our awareness the full range of who we are. We call this integration “Whole Being Realization.” It is the birth of a process that, if attended to, will not just hold, but ultimately merge the paradoxical poles of our identity. God as us.

Someday after mastering the winds, the waves, the tides and gravity, we shall harness for God the energies of love, and then, for the second time in the history the world we will have discovered fire.
– Teilhard de Chardin – Jesuit priest, scientist, paleontologist, theologian, philosopher, and teacher.
Poem and quote furnished by Steve Boggs 

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