Dear God,
It's been a while hasn't it? Since I acknowledged that that voice in my head...was you.
You're always there. When I'm good, bad, happy, sad....now that's cliched.
Let me stray.
All those times I needed to get things done....you did them for me. Those OAT's we hadn't prepared for....you became my quick thinking.
Those people I had forgotten to inform about important things...you became their mild temper.
And those scheming conversations....my, you became my smooth words!
This entire year when I've been acting only for myself.....you kept me company.
Yes, no body is perfect and I stand testament to that. And you soiled yourself by merging into my unclean self....I love you for that. Nobody else would give up God status to become part human, lol.
Are you my soul then? The proof of non-duality? I hope not.
Because I want you to be me, mind, body and soul.
I know you share my pain. There, we're treading on the cliches again.
Let me start again.
Your presence has made me quite impervious to pain. Thank you.
Thank you for healing me in seconds. I know it mightn't have been quite easy for you to bend nature's process of emotions for me.
But then, maybe you aren't bending anything, are you.
You're just enhancing the wonderful cycle of Karma that I so strongly respect you for creating.
What better way to let us, humans, to be in charge of our own lives? You're truly wonderful.
Thank you for giving me anger and a sharp tongue when I find things I'm unable to express. You aren't a Goody-two-shoes, I have to give you that ;)
And thank you for letting me see, in my own way how everything turned out only the way I allowed it to turn out.
I trust you so much, and I know you will punish all those who have wronged me.
I feel sorry that they don't quite understand you like I do.
Whats the point of worshipping idols, symbols and reading "holy" passages? Performing sacred rites, cleansing our body and being abstinent?
You created me the way you wanted me to be, and you want me to be me and not something else.
For perfection you have yourself, and it must be tiring for you to see that all the time. You made me so that I can be your fun, your little video game where you can be imperfect and face some trials, atleast once in a while.
What is the point of religion, "good character", morals, societal norms, dress codes, fancy prayers and holy books, when I know that all I need is to feel your presence to know you exist.
No proof, no form, no body, no astounding feats, no face to relate you with, no name, no gender, no age and definitely no history, none whatsoever, to know that your greatest miracle is life in itself, the journey from you, and back to you, through you and with you...the greatest joy is to travel with you, from you, to you, and through you.... feel you throughout....within me.
I do not need a channel or a community to know you for who you are- a faceless, nameless beautiful wonderful thing that I cannot term a person, spirit or energy, because you are infinite and encompass all things definable.
Oh god, if I start talking about you, I will never stop, you know that.
All those little and big things that you've done, to reaffirm your presence in me makes me giggle. You truly are mischievous aren't you :) Just like Robin Hood got a thrill stealing from the rich to help the poor, you get a thrill stealing from life and giving unto me.
You don't make miracles. You are the miracle. And this whole universe, sitting within you, along with me, this ugly world and the rest of the idiots who ruin my day, is nothing compared to your immensity. You bring meaning to my everyday, because as each second passes, I know I am going closer to the purpose you have in mind for me, closer to the experiences you have in store for me. And I trust you. Completely.
Dear god,
Thank you for being with me.....and please do continue being by my side forever.
