The Logic of God

One of the many important things I have discovered in all of my studies of spirit is that God is logical.

The Universe is amazingly set into action to create a highly-complex tapestry of which we are all a part. Just as every action has an equal and opposite reaction, everything you do affects other people and the world around you. When you make a new friend, for example, the other person also makes a new friend. So we affect each other constantly in ways from minute to enormous.

Have you ever noticed how a series of events led to an end result? And that without any one of those in the series, the end would not have come about?

God is logical.

I've always said that religion is about thinking and believing, spirituality is about feeling and knowing. Think about that for a moment. In church, you are asked to believe what you are told, whether it makes sense or not. I recently saw a clip from an Oprah show in which she said that there was a moment for her in church when the preacher was saying that God is everything, everywhere, omnipotent, and... jealous. She said the "jealous" didn't fit the idea of God to her.

This is the logic--or in this case, the illogic--that I am talking about. Most religions start with "God is love". And if you ask me, they can stop right there. All of the guilt and fear are not what God is about. Man was not created in God's image, it's the other way around. Think about all of the human qualities given to God by man: jealousy, damnation, judgment, cruelty, anger. Do any of those things sound like love to you?

If God is pure love, light, and energy, how can he also be angry and jealous? If God is everywhere and in everything, how can there be an angel that he became angry with and threw out of heaven? (That story is not from the Bible, by the way, but from Milton's Paradise Lost.) If God is everywhere, how can there be a place, hell, where he is not?

When people say, "It was God's will" (and I have a whole book to write about will), they are saying that God created this event or thing or person. But they also say that God lives within us, dwells in our hearts and minds. So if God was responsible for something you don't like, do you not have any responsibility or say in the matter?

What I have found is that, if something doesn't make sense to you, it's probably not true. I read an interesting quote by James Kern Feibleman (philosopher and psychiatrist, 1904-1987): A myth is a religion in which no one any longer believes.

Remember reading about ancient mythology? And all of the stories of the gods, which we think are rather silly today, were intended to explain to people how and why things happened. Just as much of religion does today.

So the next time you hear someone say something about God, stop and ask yourself, "Does this make sense?" If the answer is yes, you may be staring at truth. If not, you might just be kidding yourself.

Think. Feel. Know.

Stormy Weather

I'm watching the Weather Channel to see how well my beloved Galveston survives this latest storm, Hurricane Ike.

I grew up about 80 miles inland, and visited Galveston every summer for at least a week, along with shorter visits all through the year. Admittedly, Galveston is not the most beautiful beach in the world, being below the Mississippi River delta (Corpus Christi and Sout Padre are very pretty.), but in my book, the beach is the beach. And Galveston is a fascinating and fun town. It's full of history and science, not to mention a terrific Ghost Tour.

I'm presently in the process of putting together a Mystic Moments Weekend in Galveston, to be held in late October or early November.

During the last storm to hit Galveston, Hurricane Alicia, I lived in my hometown of Conroe, and the storm blew right up I-45, right through town. We had a lot of wind and rain, east county flooded as usual, and the power was out for a bit. But my family and friends were fine.

That was the storm that caused the roofing codes in Houston to be changed. Until Alicia, roofs on high-rises in downtown Houston had aggregate (gravel) on them. The windows in those buildings were made to withstand hurricane-force winds, but not tiny flying missiles of rock. Shards of glass became flying knives all over downtown. After the storm, piles of glass shards lay everywhere downtown. To this day, no roof in downtown Houston contains aggregate.

Enough about history and the fascination with big storms. Here's something that is starting to dawn on me: I am sensitive!

I know, I'm a psychic, of course I am sensitive. But what I am figuring out is that, when this type of event happens, it makes me feel bad. I know that everyone worries about those in danger, wants to help, and hopes that damage will be minimal. And I am no different in that way. But when I think about my experience during the Oklahoma City bombing in 1995, when I had an anxiety attack even though nobody knew that the bombing was happening then, I seem to pick up a little more than most people.

During this year's last hurricane, Gustav, I had an extremely anxious week. I tried turning off the news and focusing on other things, like work, but I kept feeling bad. I slept badly.

I can't tell if I feel it more than others, or if I am picking up on the feelings of people or the feelings of the earth or the storm. My best guess is that we are all sensitive to some degree and we are all feeling some of this. If you are feeling anxious because of this hurricane--or another event--I recommend talking to the event. I've had my visit with Hurricane Ike...

We do what we can!
Until next time,
Susan K.