We Are Worthy of Our Dreams

We, as humans, make wishes and then wait. We think we know what we need to make us happy — gobs of money or that amazing car or that mansion on the beach or a book contract and fame and fortune or a prize acknowledging that we’re good at what we do. Funny, though. After all those things come our way, many of us still feel empty. Something’s missing.

So we question our gifts and we keep looking. We start believing we don’t deserve those dreams we always wanted.

There’s one truth we’re missing. One truth that will extinguish the angst of this life.

We are worthy.

It’s not our fault we doubt. Or maybe it is. Regardless of where we’re getting our information, it’s always right and we’re always wrong. We’re not used to being happy and being right. Or maybe we doubt our own talents and gifts despite what others tell us (I know I do.)

Maybe it’s the influence of the person in our life who thinks we’re great, but we could be better.

Maybe it’s the people in our life who think we’re ALMOST ready to be good.

Maybe it’s our religious organizations who swear we are the reason everything went to crap – we crucified our Lord or we sinned against Yahweh or we are the reason the world is going to end because we don’t pray right or we don’t believe right.

Those are all lies.

We are blessed. We are loved. We ARE love.

That’s a tough truth to accept, especially for those of us who have been so indoctrinated that we think we will never be worthy. To acknowledge that we are blessed, we have to accept that we were made perfect, “in the image of God,” as it says in the Bible.

“So God created mankind in his own image, in the image of God he created them; male and female he created them.” Genesis, 1:27

Many believe God makes no mistakes. Believing that, it must follow that there is no way He would make a mistake with us. We are his perfection, despite the flaws we judge ourselves to have. Despite the flaws others imagine us to have.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying we must accept murderers and thieves as perfect in the eyes of God, but the truth is we all started out perfect. Something along the way mars us.

Maybe, I’ve been thinking lately, … maybe what mars us, what makes us less than perfect, is the judgment of others. Like a self-fulfilling prophecy, the doubt others inject in us becomes our own doubt in ourselves. We start believing the lies and believing that the only way we can make our dreams come true is by stealing them from others, hence the main idea of the Ten Commandments that we shouldn’t covet what others have.

Imagine a perfect world. Imagine a world where everyone feels loved and blessed, where everyone acts kindly toward one another because they know the same likeness of God that is within them is within the hearts of every being walking the Earth.

John Lennon imagined that and got blasted by the Christians because the world he imagined wasn’t the world their Christ preached about.

“The lines, Imagine there’s no countries, would incite unnecessary tension in the already volatile Israel-palestine zone,” said Texas Senator Lee Tiralo during a debate in 2013 on the proposal to ban the song. “The opening lines Imagine there’s no heaven, are outrightly, impudently blasphemous.” According to the senator, “this is just another example of Lennon’s extremely subtle contradictory style:  as if heaven were a product of imagination instead of being a solid fundamental reality.” (http://wadiyan.com/2013/03/27/u-s-senate-tables-bill-to-ban-john-lennons-imagine/)

I wonder if the problems in this world are caused by the divisiveness of humanity. I wonder if, without the judgmental comments of those who claim to love us, would we allow ourselves to accept our blessings as well-deserved?

I struggle with that reality all of the time.

What if we allow ourselves to dream and accept that our dreams are coming true? What if we allow ourselves to accept The Secret that we can have anything we want and we DESERVE anything we want?

I don’t know, but I’m going to give it the old college try. Maybe the answer is simply learning to love ourselves like Source loves us. … hmmm …. that’s a thought on which to ponder.

Until the next lesson, my friends, I remain, ever faithfully,

The Dragonfly’s Student

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