Dream about Religion December 2005
I had a thought when I awoke on December 7, 2005. While in my prayers it seemed so clear to me it is our breath that is God. Without our breath our bodies would not exist, the body the temple of the soul, and our breath is God (or whatever you feel comfortable calling this entity that is life itself). Such a simple thought really, but somehow it was just right there for me to understand completely on this morning.
December 11, 2005
I was awakened by this dream which seemed to relate directly to the thought I had the other morning mentioned above.
I was with a group of people I believe were Muslims. They were gathered for an event, a wedding or some such special occasion. I do not recall where this took place or why I happened to be there, perhaps I knew someone in the group. At one point one of the men came over to speak with me. The group of men he was with seemed very uncomfortable with my presence at this event, but I do not have an explanation as to why. It would make sense it was because I was not part of their culture, but I cannot be sure of this.
The man who approached me made the comment they were afraid they were losing control of their religion. I looked at him and asked, “Why would you be afraid of that? You do not need religion to believe in God, you do not need anyone to believe in God.”
At this point I awoke, unable to let go of this thought relating it to the breath idea the other morning. Consider that if you believe in this idea of our breath being God, then it basically eliminates racism, prejudice, and anything else that creates walls between those that are different from us. No matter the colour of your skin, where you were born, how you live, or what you believe, we all breathe the same air. Our blood is the same colour, so underneath the skin, we are all the same, with only our thoughts and ideas separating us. We make and feed the limitations that create the walls dividing us.
If our body is the temple in which God lives, then how we look after that temple is a measure of our love for Him. This would in my mind, also apply to the earth and all that live upon it. The earth is the temple in which we all live and, sadly, we have not taken good care of it.
Of course these are my thoughts alone, I do not expect anyone should simply accept my way of thinking especially when it comes to religion or politics. We each have our own path, our own heart, coming to our own conclusions about life and what it means to us. My thoughts are a simple reflection of what came to me in the dream world where I feel the spirits were communicating with me, bringing me new ideas.
For me it is a simple and beautiful thought to believe we have the capacity to accept everyone as a brother or sister. I find it a wonderful concept even after so much was done to me, trying to destroy the love in me that is God. It is an indication of just how strong that love is, defeating even the cruelest of intentions. So I choose to accept the ideas given to me on these days.
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