by Karen Frazier, Managing Editor
Paranormal Underground Magazine

As a daily blogger about a controversial topic, I’ve had my share of people attack my beliefs. This, I’ve always found somewhat befuddling, because most of my blogs wind up with me saying, “I don’t know.” I even had one person go so far as telling me that not knowing was a “mental disorder.” Yet it’s true. I don’t know. I don’t have a clue that what I have come to believe about invisible forces like ghosts and God is even remotely close to the truth. How could I know? There’s no proof either way, which is why I keep exploring and looking for answers.

To be quite honest, I doubt I’ll know for sure until I am dead. Either there will be nothing, or there will be something. If there is something, will it just be another layer of mystery and not knowing, or will the answers be revealed? I’m pretty sure I won’t know until I get there.

No matter how certain we are about what is out there, we truly don’t know. Which is why it is always so surprising to me that many find questions about the nature of the universe and about the nature of God such a threat.

As someone who often reaches an “I don’t know” conclusion, I wind up with people on both sides of belief coming at me. “How could you not know?” they ask. “God IS REAL.” ~or~ “How could you not know?” they ask. “Are you too stupid to see that God does not exist?”

Here’s what God is to me. God is possibility. Every morning when I wake up, the new day sparkles with every possibility imaginable. Each moment is possibility. In every moment, I have a zillion choices that present themselves to me. How will I respond? How will it shape my moment? And since every moment is laden with possibility, and to me, possibility=God, then doesn’t that mean that I view every moment and every thing as God? If my logic problem has left you scratching your head, I’ll give you the short answer. Yes. I do. I see God in each moment and in everything.

It’s a simple philosophy that has made life much more beautiful to me. It helps me to get past anger and find compassion. It helps me to move past fear and into love. It has helped me to find peace amidst turmoil and experience Grace over and over again. It’s all God. How on earth could such a peaceful personal philosophy be threatening to anyone? And yet, it is.

Yep – it’s true. My God doesn’t wear flowing white robes. My God doesn’t sit in judgment of humankind. My God isn’t even particularly personified – except in the embodiment of every single human being who walks this earth as a precious piece of the Creator.

I suppose that you could say that I believe in Spinoza’s God. Spinoza believed that God was nature, and that all of nature was God. I take “nature” to mean our natural universe.

Could it be that everyone is right? Perhaps God is Allah. And God is Jesus Christ. And God is the tree I see outside of my window. And God doesn’t “exist”. Perhaps we were all designed intelligently following the Big Bang. Perhaps species evolve intelligently according to a larger plan. Maybe if you believe God exists, (s)He does; and if you believe God doesn’t exist, (s)He doesn’t. Perhaps we all create our own states of Godlessness, and perhaps we each create the presence of God in our own lives.

God is often defined as I AM THAT I AM. What if every time we encountered another human being, we said that to ourselves? I am that. I am. Have we then realized the Divinity that exists in everyone and everything, and that we are not separate? Would we perhaps see that everything in the universe is made up of the same stuff as we are, and at our very smallest levels, we are that?

There is a child, starving on the street. I am that. I am. How would I respond if I knew that?

There is a man, beating his wife. I am that (man). I am. I am that (wife). I am. What arises in me with that knowing?

There is a dog – running and playing with abandonment and joy. I am that. I am. Will I allow myself to feel the joy of that moment?

There is a person whose belief system is exactly the opposite of mine. I am that. I am. Perhaps in order for the universe to be “whole” everything must have its opposite, and I’ve just chosen to focus on one aspect of that whole.

It’s all possibility. A formless lump of clay just waiting for each of us to step up to it and begin to form one possibility after another with our thoughts, actions, choices and impressions. And as we try on each of those possibilities, our own personal universe begins to take shape – one in which we are the creator. Perhaps in that moment, we can gaze into the face of God and say to ourselves with quiet understanding, I am that. I am.