So of all there is to believe, what might be worth holding onto to encourage us to rise up to be our best selves?
When we wake up each morning and we hold the gift of life flowing through us and we step into the wonder of nature and its majesty, we need to ask ourselves, do we have the individual capacity to orchestrate such events? Certainly, something bigger than us, is present and around us and within us.
If we get scientific and take it back in time to the “no thing” of nothing that evolved to the all things and “everything” there is now, who or what had the vision that is unfolding before our eyes in this moment? Is it not amazing how we are part of the evolution of time and history and are currently participating and shaping our world? Co-creating and constructing or destroying it as we live each day.
Is it possible this higher, larger than life being or entity exists? Can we believe this benevolent source of life, (God, the Universe, Higher Being, Yahweh, Brahma, and Supreme Being, whatever name we choose) is a belief worth keeping?
Yet we can choose not to believe.
However by choosing to believe in this source, creator, we get off our pedestal positions of wanting to be all-knowing ourselves and stave off some of our human proclivity toward arrogance that holds the view some beings are inherently more worthy than other human beings. We invite humility (Latin root “humus”, meaning earth, soil) as a common ground we stand on from which to respect every individual since we all have inherent worth. We are who we are and can choose to be our best selves or our worst self. This belief in a Higher Being or Life Source allows us to be open to learn from other individual’s perspectives long enough to examine them thoughtfully and hold conversations of possibilities before we make individuals’ ideas wrong. It keeps us connected with awe and amazement to all living things especially each other and our capacity. We can be teachers to each other. We can choose to take the journey together and help each one of us make it.
Maria Hilda Pinon, author of The Willows of Corona, a novel, and Candles in the Dark…poems to grieve, hope and love again.