
I am God. I paint the world
in living colors
and dress in brilliantly-designed fabrics.
I offer resplendent sunsets and sunrises,
endless stars and galaxies,
ravishing mysteries.
I am laughter and wonder.
I am you.
Be me.
Create!

I am God. I paint the world
in living colors
and dress in brilliantly-designed fabrics.
I offer resplendent sunsets and sunrises,
endless stars and galaxies,
ravishing mysteries.
I am laughter and wonder.
I am you.
Be me.
Create!

Countless billions of organisms inhabit the living Earth,
creating, birthing, evolving,
all nourished by
the sun’s energy,
in a cosmos of infinite proportions and inexplicable processes,
yet we argue about politics?
With a brain as miraculous as the cosmos,
stand still and witness this miracle before your eyes.
Creation is not hard to see.
You are an essential part of it.

in my gently cupped hands of golden light.
I touch your eyes
and before you shines
the dazzlingly radiant creativity
of a sacred cosmos
and the one blazing light of consciousness
that permeates reality.
Be stunned.
Be ecstatic.
Join me.
Be God.
~
John C. Robinson

The mystical essence of reality, including us,
is existence-consciousness-bliss.
It’s the singular nature of God’s being in the world
creating Heaven on Earth.
The ego attempts to explain this idea
to stay in charge. It always fails.
Only direct perception of Creation’s
sacred beauty and luminosity
confirms this revelation.
Give up explaining.
No one will understand anyway.
Experience Heaven.
That’s all the proof you need.
~
John C. Robinson

Flow is an experience of Heaven on Earth.
It happens magically during wide-awake,
thought-free, sensory awareness.
You can find it in gardening, folding clothes,
rocking a baby, or singing to a favorite song.
In flow, we take each moment exactly as it is,
without modifying thought, goal, plan, or judgment.
Focusing on our own physical being,
we surrender to its pure energy
and find ourselves dissolving into fluid, easy, spontaneous,
even dance-like motion filled with soul.
It just happens,
effortless, timeless, eternal, like a river.
Float in it.
But be alert to ego’s siren call for control,
analysis, impatience, frustration, self-consciousness,
embarrassment, or simply “getting back to normal.”
With a single complaint, we trade
enlightenment for ego,
and the prison doors of the mind close again.

“Come to your senses” is a secret
call to “I Am God” consciousness,
inviting us to leave the head-world
of thought, fantasy, and worry
for the timeless, radically here-and-now reality
found in pure sensory awareness.
Every perception brilliantly clear and sharp,
every detail captivating.
Abruptly departing the mind’s parallel universe,
we step carefully into the first-hand experience
of Heaven on Earth.

The present moment is the threshold of Heaven.
The stepping stones leading to this always-
new world are these:
Stop thinking.
Intensify sensation.
See. Touch. Smell. Taste. Listen.
Feel your own being.
Allow ancient sensory perceptions to awaken
the experience of Creation
as divinity itself.
Peace is found here.
Happiness, too.
And Love.
They are fundamental
to the nature of Creation.
There is nowhere else
more sacred than this.

God constantly renews the divine world
through our awakened consciousness.
The medium of this blessing
is the mystical brain,
translating perception, emotion, and action
into God.
As we renew ourselves and our work
in mystical consciousness,
we become creators in service to Creation.
Without humanity, the divine world would not exist,
for God’s dream is born
through our sacred awareness.

To awaken mystical consciousness
we must learn to see again…
see without
thought or purpose,
judgment or expectation,
see what’s here,
now,
exactly as it is,
each detail perfect and complete,
like a brilliantly realized Rembrandt masterpiece
composed of light, form, color, and depth.
Can you sense its all-pervading holiness?
Look deeply into any part of Creation
you will find God creating reality from itself
in every moment – The Ultimate Artist.
~
The Annunciation, Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn 1650

In spellbound awareness,
Samsara melts
into Nirvana,
Revealing the world’s craziness
as our own.