LESSON FIFTEEN

Lesson 15:
“My thoughts are images that I have made”…
It seems for the longest time that we just keep realizing the truth of this lesson. Regardless of what level of mind one seems to be residing in; from the densest to the ephemeral… “We believe what we see because we see what we believe”.
Consistently, throughout the life-time course of applying the principles of ACIM throughout my daily living, just as I think I know what something is or means or that I‘ve got life all wired up, the light changes, as my mood or circumstances seem to change…. and bingo~ disillusionment.
It has actually turned out to be a sort of purging; a release and frankly, a relief to see that all my thoughts, beliefs, ideas about ‘life’ are just images I have made (and fickle images at that, it has turned out).
Embracing this lesson, breaks us wide open to the light of understanding (which turns out to be nothing I thought it was either) and its funny, but so much of the apparent daily life begins to seem almost surreal.
In my right mind; when I’m thinking with the Holy Spirit, I notice that it is always Love that fleshes out or brings life to the shadowy figures of my mind. I notice that everything about me is not actually all that solid, kind of ‘beam me up Scottie’ type depiction of reality; not quite solid like...
~ I notice the light beyond and within. …
“My thoughts are images that I have made”…
Here’s the thing. By practicing forgiveness in every whatever situation and with whoever and whatever shows up, the ‘script’ is no longer the same as the images would once have represented... Everything I once thought and saw, and/or thought I knew, merely represented a level of thinking, seemingly apart from God. This was then furthermore, pictured out as form, giving the appearance of structure to the flimsy thought system some illusory validity.
Eventually though, behind each image/belief, the question beckons: “Can this be?” ~can anything apart from all that is, be at all? Honestly, now… I think not. Only the thoughts of God could be real. Period.
The light has answered; giving us the function of forgiveness, which dissolves the illusory nature of our thinking into a forgiven perspective where the lines around the images are no longer drawn in the sand… (Sand, sands of time, haha?)
The groovy thing about choosing forgiveness which allows for vision, is that the very same identity constructs that seemed so solid before; the you, the me, the ‘individual-nesses’ of the world, now seem to be bathed (or maybe baptized is a better word) in the pure light of love, which shines truth from within. This nearly dis-appears the ‘once-solid’ image/idea, allowing the simple question, (Can this be?) to be asked from innocence and emptiness. And that opening turns out to be a bridge from past to Now.
Now, is the presence of God … And in this, the light of understanding can dawn. Here’s my witness… This light is inexplicitly more real than any image or thought I ever believed before. It’s unassailable ~certain...
Seeing that my thoughts are images that I have made, allows me to look deeper, to feel deeper, to trust deeper… deeper, into the stillness of Love. Which, by the way, are the thoughts I think with God…