Awakening

There is a thinking stuff from which all things are made, and which, in its original state, permeates, penetrates, and fills the interspaces of the universe.

A thought in this substance produces the thing that is imaged by the thought.

A person can form things in his thought, and by impressing his thought upon the formless substance, can cause the thing he thinks about to be created.

- Wallace D. Wattles, The Science of Getting Rich

We are made of the formless substance. We are made of the living, thinking stuff. It's almost not that we're made of it; rather, we are it. There is nothing that isn't it.

We're dreaming it all, and all we have to do is awaken to that, and we can "have" anything we want. We wake up to consciously dreaming. It's fun.

I held a three-week-old baby girl yesterday and had the clear sense of her being an expression of the formless substance throwing itself into form to express itself more fully. Where else did she come from? Yeah, yeah, sperm and egg and all that, but when you look at the little child, her ears, her fingers, her eyes . . . there is more there beyond what our minds can comprehend as biology. It's magic.

It IS our source. We are inseparable from the creative substance that makes babies. That has plants grow. That vibrates as music.

We need only awaken to this simple fact. And everything is an invitation to awaken.