We all have God in us. Or better said, God/life flows through all of of us. The whole moves through the parts, but is greater than the sum of the parts. The movement adds to its weight. Hence the parts cannot experience the whole fully. It's just not possible.
Think of a hose, that midway branches out into a million sub-hoses. Is it possible for one of the sub-hoses to say the pressure of water coming out of it is the same as the pressure going into the single hose at the other end? No, it's not.
Each of us can experience a bit of God/Life/Bliss, which is infinitesimally smaller than the sum. Infinitesimally smaller. Yet as small as this is, some people never taste it. They walk through life unaware of what is theirs for the taking, unaware of their birthright. Their right just by being born.
What a shame. But means exist to help the soul that craves to know its source afresh. God is expanding further outwards. (S)He will not be held back. S(H)e needs us to move along. But this movement must be relearned. We once knew it instinctively, but it is a dance many have long forgotten.
It is uniform. Always has, always will be. It is eternal. Always has, always will be. It is steady. Always has, always will be. It is deep. Always has, always will be. It’s a vibration, a hum. A sound so low it is silent, so strong it is pure. So pervasive, yet hidden to most. It’s the spine that books' pages are bound around. It’s the white that is born when all colours unite.
It, he, she, is…we, you, they, are…GOD
