“Little by little, you will turn into the whole sweet, amorous universe. Love will surely burst you wide open into an unfettered, booming new galaxy.”—Rumi
Mention the word manifesting and most people think of material items posted on their vision board. To manifest, as popularly advertised, is to bring new cars or jewels or lovers into one’s life.
But manifest, in its true definition, means to create a field that makes something perceivable to the senses. Thoughts and beliefs have energetic patterns that create specific fields from the vast, unknowable, infinite potentialities that erupted along with the Big Bang.
The possibilities are way more than a tiny human brain (the reducing valve, as Aldous Huxley described it) can begin to understand.
Our brains take one microscopic facet of life (say, the human meatball named Pam), place it in the center ring and hitch everything to that 42-foot (the standard length of a center ring in a typical 3-ring circus) field.
Deep grooves of habit diminish the vastness, the spaciousness of what’s truly possible. My dear friend Bob and I were talking about the sheer ridiculousness of believing we understand anything.
Even science can only study the 4 percent of the universe that’s visible. The other 96 percent, the invisible energy we only surmise is there because of its gravitational influence on the four percent we do see, remains unknowable.
So the best we can do is build models or fields that manifest one particular limited reality. Every religion, every culture, every personality is nothing but a manifested field. And, thankfully, none of them are solid or permanent or really anything except a pattern that we manifest with our ongoing attention.
I guess where I’m going with this long, esoteric blathering is that while I’m here, interacting on this fragile zone of earth and sky, I intend to unhitch my attention from the limited center ring and focus instead on life’s incredible vastness, on its never-ending gifts. I mean what are the odds that this collection of subatomic particles that pretend to be Pam even occurred on this rocky planet? What an extraordinary gift!
So call this your weekly reminder that what is manifested now (what we see on the news, in the world) is nothing but a temporary field, one iteration of possibility. By simply removing focus from “what appears to be” and putting it on “what else might be?,” we can create a field that more closely resembles life’s Truth: love, nothing but love.
Before I let you go, I also want to mention that I met yesterday with the incredible Cherie Anderson who created this Sunday’s fundraiser for the Taz Grout 222 Foundation. She gave me a brief preview (including my small part) and let me just say, that it’s going to be the bomb. A love bomb! There’s going to be tapping and a love exercise from Mr. Rogers (yes, that Mr. Rogers) and well, I’m just happy she invited me along for the ride. If I understand correctly, Cherie chooses a different good cause every month and then hosts a mini, on-line workshop where all proceeds go to said good cause.
If you happen to have time this Sunday, check us out here. I’ll be there. I’m sure Taz will be there with her ginormous light and spirit. And, of course, the 222 love energy will be there.
Have a ridiculously remarkable weekend, my friends, and if happens to include this Sunday’s “Will You Be Your Valentine” event, I’ll see you there. #222 Forever!
Pam Grout is the author of 20 books including E-Squared, E-Cubed, Thank & Grow Rich and her latest, The Course in Miracles Experiment: A Starter Kit for Rewiring Your Mind (And Therefore Your World).
I love, love, love “The Course in Miracles Experiment.” As a fellow Kansan, I read ACIM and your Experiment simultaneously. I’m on #93 now and before discovering the “Experiment” did not know if I would complete the entire course. Somewhere in the 40s, I realized, I can do this. Thank you for your perspective and wit. -Karen
That’s some high praise! Thanks so much!
Every day is Hedgehog Day – Taz & Sharon sending love from the angels.
Love you, Diane!! And you, too, Sharon!
Yes! Here’s to focussing on endless possibilities and remembering that love is the only field worth being in. Have a fabulous weekend yourself dear Pam, and very best wishes for Sunday’s fundraiser for Taz. 💛🌷🥳🦋💃💛
Thanks!!! As always!
Pam – this post is your most wonderful, loving, inspirational, kind gesture ever. Thank you so very much!
Thank you SO much!
What an extraordinary gift YOU are for all of us!! I have a wonderful mind blowing story about what happened to me after reading and practicing the lessons from E2. I will try to post it soon. In the mean time Happy Valentine’s Day Pam!! You are the best collection of subatomic particles the world will ever know. Sending you so much love today!! 💗💗💗
Can’t wait to hear your story!!!
Okay, let me start by saying I was nicknamed the little cynic before the age of 7. So I really wasn’t expecting a miracle when I picked up the book E2. And I’ve wanted to share this post for years but my writing skills are atrocious, so please bear with me.
But what I experienced from lesson 1 in Pam’s book E2 was the most profound love and overwhelming joy I have ever felt in my life from the FP, the Dude, God, Source the coolest force on the planet that I have ever felt in my life. And what a better day to share it than Valentine’s Day.
So several years ago I was laying in the tub feeling very down about life and looking up at ceiling completely vulnerable in my birthday suit and said okay FP are you for real? I really need a clear sign you are there. So I’m going to ask for something completely absurd. You know those trees that we’ve been asking the homeowners association across the street to cut down that have blocking our ocean view for 20 years? Well, if you were to somehow find a way to cut those down which is something that no one has been able to do I will know you are really out there and you can hear me and you care about silly little pathetic Kathy who could really use a sign from you right now! Oh and by the way FP/God I’m giving you exactly 48 to make your presence known.
Well, the next morning I was sitting in our family room and thought I heard chain saws. Then I burst into tears, and my husband looked at me as if I was crazy and I said follow me…so we went upstairs and walked out on to our balcony and there were literally dozens, maybe 100 men in bright red suits that were suspended 35-100 in the air in 5-6 trees cutting down all of the branches that blocked our ocean view. I was jumping up and down and waving at them and clapping and cheering as if the Great Wall of Berlin was being torn down. And at that moment I KNEW without a doubt the Dude not only was real, but it’s always there always and loves me and all of us more than we could ever even imagine! So here’s to the love that is always there for all of us anytime we want to tap in! Happy Valentine’s Day! 💗 💗
And thank you Pam for sharing this wonderful knowledge with the world. You are the inspiration that keeps me going, I can never thank you enough!! 💕💕💕