This manuscript is both a memoir
of sorts and a work of fiction. The stories and events included
are based on my life experiences and memories but I have changed
names, details, event sequences, and outcomes throughout the work.
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Chapter 19: Perfecting Perfection (Part 2)
As Elizabeth considered Vincent's observation, she felt some part of
her struggling to see herself as Vincent was able to see her. Only
in her quietest moments could Elizabeth catch a glimpse of this
perfect, magnificent being Vincent talked about. Of course, she
could usually see others in that light, at least the people who had
not offended her (if she was being honest). Elizabeth's constant
stream of thinking stopped for an instant and hovered on that last
thought. She realized that she put those who had "done her
wrong" in the same category as herself when she tried to think
of them as magnificent beings: they were flawed. She contemplated
that realization for a few moments.
As she thought about the idea, she noticed that she judged others
with a hierarchy of flawedness with herself as the ruler (double
entendre intended). Some people were more flawed than she and
others, less. That “flawedness” scale measured how far away the
person was from “magnificent being” status. This train of
thought brought Elizabeth to the awareness that she was basing
magnificent being status on a person's actions not on who the person
really was. Vincent had often said to her when she had made a
mistake or behaved in a less than kind way: "Elizabeth, that's
not who you are."
Elizabeth felt a growing stillness inside as if some important
discovery was hovering at the edge of her consciousness. "Perhaps
my equating what people do with who they are has clouded my
understanding," Elizabeth thought. She had always been taught
that people act and spoke from the heart, from who they were on the
inside. But if people don't see themselves as who they really are—as
magnificent beings—how can they act or speak from that knowledge?
They are more apt to act and speak from their “flawedness”
viewpoint, which is in itself flawed. What a vicious circle!
Elizabeth considered her constant need for others' approval. "What
exactly am I seeking from others?" she wondered. She had
noticed that many times when she received a compliment or a positive
comment, which indicated the person's approval, she would question
the person's sincerity. Her flawed viewpoint of herself resulted in
her inability to accept another person's positive opinion.
Thinking back to the concept that actions came from a person's core,
Elizabeth thought of cause and effect. What she had been taught was
that essence created action, cause created effect. But what if you
didn't know your magnificent being essence, you only knew your untrue
thoughts about your essence? Your actions would not stem from your
true essence but from your misguided thoughts about your essence.
Since thoughts have to be thought, they are actions, too. "Who
is thinking those untrue thoughts and why?" she queried to
herself.
Elizabeth remembered that many years ago at the church she was
attending at the time she had received a prophecy from a visiting
minister. She couldn't remember the whole prophecy even though it
was only a few sentences long. But she did remember the question
that was asked: "Is it (the Christian life) about being or
doing?" The question was relevant to life itself. If she
applied the idea to the present line of thinking, she saw that one's
essence—the magnificent being part, the God-spark part, the eternal
part—was Being. Everything else would fall into the doing
category, even the untruthful thoughts.
Elizabeth got a picture in her mind that illustrated the being
versus doing concept. She imagined an immense blank canvas,
beautiful, unmarked, and pure in its whiteness and light. Then, she
saw herself painting her life on the canvas. Her thoughts made the
background color of her life painting, completely covering the
canvas, on which she drew and filled in the events and experiences of
her life. But everything she thought or did never really affected
the canvas; it was as if all the paints floated just above the
expanse of white—even the background color she had added—never
affecting the canvas's beauty and purity. The canvas simply provided
a space on which the painting could happen.
Elizabeth thoughts drifted to her work with Photoshop and how she
created pictures by using layers. The huge canvas was similar to a
locked background layer, a layer that could not be altered or changed
during the creation process. Elizabeth could imagine that her canvas
was joined and connected to every other being's canvas, all united as
All That Is. Once again, she thought of the scripture in Acts 17:28—
"For in him (All That Is) we live and move and have our being; .
. . ."
In her analogy, the canvas represented being and the actual
process of painting represented doing. Thinking through the
analogy had helped Elizabeth understand how her thoughts could
obscure the truth that she and others were magnificent beings. These
thoughts, then, governed and controlled the way she felt and acted.
She could also comprehend how Vincent could say that her actions were
not who she was. The final realization came as a result of the
parallel she saw between the Photoshop locked background layer and
the underlying canvas. Nothing she did, thought, or felt nor
anything that anyone else did, thought, or felt about her could ever
change the beauty, purity, and flawlessness of the magnificent being
she was. The actions never actually integrated with her core; they
were illusions layered upon the truth of Being.
What Elizabeth thought most enlightening about her realization was
the fact that whether she received positive approval or negative
criticism, neither could affect her magnificent being status.
Approval and criticisms only affected that first layer, the one that
she created with her thoughts. She clearly saw that her thoughts
controlled her point of view and how she related to others and to
Life itself. All her actions came from whether she believed,
embraced, and operated from the truth of who she (and everyone else)
really was—a magnificent being. This insight further revealed how
Stacy's mirror principle was grace in action, always showing
Elizabeth what she was believing and thinking at any given moment. So when Elizabeth was looking at her artwork or a piece of writing
and picking it apart because of its lack of perfection, she was
really picking herself apart, finding flaws that only existed in her
misguided thoughts, revealing that she accepted her own created
illusions as an accurate and truthful representation of who she
really was.
Reflecting on her mental journey, she recognized that moments of
insight like today's were pieces of magic in the puzzle of her life.
And the similarity of the canvas analogy with her desire for magic to
flow through her life was not lost on her. "Is All That Is
synonymous with magic?" she wondered. Yet another question to
add to her growing list as she continued her quest for a magical
life.
Elizabeth turned her attention to the day ahead. She hoped she
could hold onto today's new understanding the next time someone
failed to give her the approval she felt she needed. (Of course,
perhaps the first step she needed to take was to stop believing that
she needed anyone's approval; well, except for her own!) Only the
events and experiences of the coming days would reveal how this new
awareness would influence her, but for now she opened the door to
embrace the day that awaited her presence.
Copyright © 2011-2012 by Vicky
Lynn Macchione.
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