This is my first read of A Course In Miracles and I am about half way through the text- and the student book.
I have read quite a lot in my life, but what I like the best with ACIM is its way to somehow always be, just that one step ahead of you.
I say to myself I must be crazy or lost or confused and the next time I open the book it tells me exactly the same and what to do about it.
As much as it is a great experience to unravel some type of relationship to a book (if you can have that?) it also grounds me in the facts that we must all be so much more the same than I can ever imagine.
Something else it has established is that – before – when I used to be talking quite badly to myself for not doing this or that, or not keeping up or not be as far ahead as I “planned”/”wanted”to – I am exactly where I am suppose to be – otherwise the book’s answer wouldn’t be so exact.
Often I leave the book open with the lesson I am on on my working desk – both as a gentle reminder, but also as a companion somehow. In the lack of other fellow ACIM people in my nearest circle the book itself has had to take on that role.
Days when I seem to be waking up running and never sitting down it happens I get as far as in the car, just to go back in again to pick it up and put it in my bag. Then it sits beside me on internet cafes, waiting rooms, waiting in traffic and so on.
I may never open it and just be checking in on it. You are ok down there? No pages squeezed? You could say there is some type of bonding with the possibility of a miracle, even when I have taken my hands off the hows, whens and wheres.
And so the day goes.
A little miracle is always possible.
337 signals coming home.