I know there is a God.

By Juli

We just keep quiet counsel. These are the things we talk about.

I had this moment of clarity tonight when I suddenly realized my worldview was all topsy-turvy. If you had asked me this morning what I thought we all spend our lives doing, I would have said we spend them building things, for good or bad. And probably a bit of both. We build relationships. We build families, careers, talents, dysfunction. We build bridges and things to blow them up with. We build superhighways and acne fighting systems. We build laughter and drama. Songs and tabloid rumors. Brick by brick, stone by stone, we stack and pound away at this thing we call our lives. Or so I thought.

I sat alone, melancholy, a little while ago and felt something crawl into my consciousness: It’s all already there. Everything.

We just bubble it up, our out, or in according to our own abilities and perspectives. Even our private thoughts and feelings. We gather them from the universe and arrange them into our existence. We dip into a communal pool. We truly are vessels, conduits. We are bandwidth.

My own little sea change. I feel a little lighter realizing the potential of our genius is not in what we can do, but in what we can allow to be.