It has been decades since I have dated.
I am happily married (most of the time).
But if I were to date, I would want to date God (Grace/Source/Creator/insert the name of your own faith, religion, liking or perception here). For continuity, I will use God and will refer to this Divine Presence as He.
In my own life, I tend to use She more than He for God. The truth is that I would date God no matter what gender, because God is no gender, but both aspects of what we in our human mind call masculine and feminine. I know and experience God to be genderless.
So one day, while meditating, I decided to go on a date with God.
And this is what happened:
I showed up, I didn’t dress up:
I showed up exactly as I was in that moment. I didn’t feel the need to conceal any part of my natural appearance, or enhance it with makeup or hair gel or the like. He loves my being; outward appearance is just personification of my soul.
The clothing I chose was to delight me, stemming from my own deepest feelings and desires in that moment.
I left my emotional baggage behind:
All my feelings were both relevant and irrelevant. All was valued, not dissected, made wrong or denied. We accepted and embraced myriad emotions. I moved through these emotions with ease, feeling them fully and honoring them alike.
We conversed intimately:
We did not make “small talk” because every word had relevance, reverence and love aligned with it. We were enlivened by our conversation. I had creative freedom to share personal details and events from the eyes of my own experience. Our transparent conversation allowed Him to know me from my own perception, to walk with me in the worn bedraggled moccasins that I have travelled this human journey in. He listened completely with focus and compassion; nothing distracted Him from giving the gift of His presence to me in conversation.
We merged body, mind and hearts:
Our body postures were open, warm and respectful. Our minds were alert, inquisitive and enquiring, seeking truth, balance and wisdom. Our eyes were filled equally with passion for life and delicious wonder for the miracle that life is. Our hearts beat as one.
Together we sipped and feasted on the fruits of Mother Earth’s abundance. We honored Her, sending our blessings to the soil, air and water. We satisfied ourselves with only that which we needed.
We shared stories:
Mesmerized, I listened to the stories God wove around me. I embraced each character, adventure and moral as divinely orchestrated. Every detail was precious.
Bliss was present and infused in each moment:
The avalanche of limiting beliefs, comparisons, judgments and small-playing were erased from my mind.
I was present, truly present.
Little by little, I realized that I was not dating God; I was dating myself. God was directing me always back to the greatest love of all: my own.
The last words he spoke were, “My precious love, you are eternal, pure and unrepeatable. Be only that which lights up your soul”
Then he was gone. I was not heartbroken.
I stood up from my meditation cushion and continued my life.
I will visit Him again tomorrow during meditation.
You are welcome to join me.
Author: Lulu Trevena
Editor: Caroline Beaton
Photo: Google images for resuse