“The eye through which I see God is the same eye through which God sees me; my eye and God’s eye are one eye, one seeing, one knowing, one love.”
― Meister Eckhart
A tufted titmouse taking a quick bath out my back window / Julie Cook / 2013
What beautiful words this morning from Meister Eckhart—of an endless, timeless, omnipotent, connection which transcends the very grasp of thought or reason. A boundless union that existed before my own existence and will exist when I am gone form this life.
The small “i” joining the great Thou…joined together at the very moment of being–the Alpha and the Omega of an interconnectedness which forms a mystical union and bond that is woven together to become one….
Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
(Psalm 139: 7-24 NIV)
A binding Love that seeks you and me ….”for I am of the Father, and the Father is of me and what is of me, I offer to you…..”
Connected and bound…healed and freed….for the two shall be as one……
A’yup. It is I who sees All that I am. My I is the I of Meister Eckhart, and anyone who has ever existed. When I figured that out, through theory, I knew who and what I was: God. What an odd, enlightening, and ineffable thing. Peace, Ik
It is all rather mind blowing…as well as life altering…. in a truly grand way 🙂
Blessing to you Erik
I’m so not there, but beautiful just the same.
Thank you Val for the kind words—I think it is more of a prayer than a proclamation on my part—the little me in that little “i” marveling that I was formed,and in turn born, live and will one day die, all under the knowledge of and watchfulness (watchful eye) of God—that the Holy Spirit resides deep in the caverns of my being, beyond my consciousness—that I am woven to Him even as I go about my own merry way with or without a cognizant acknowledgement of Him….just a marvel to me—and so humbling when I truly think about it all—and maybe that’s it, I need to reflect more so and more deeply on the binding thread….and of the saving Grace that was shed as blood, which in turn, has washed me anew…
The infection that rots my soul is that I have no frame of reference for “beloved.” I cannot see myself as God sees me, it poisons everything. I’ve written on it, but have been very sick a few days this week (nothing serious). Blessings to you my friend.