You cannot resist something to which you grant no reality. The act of resisting a thing is the act of granting it life. When you resist an energy, you place it there. The more you resist, the more you make it real - whatever it is you are resisting.

What you open your eyes and look at disappears. That is, it ceases to hold its illusory form.

If you look at something - truly look at it - you will see right through it, and right through any illusion it holds for you, leaving nothing but ultimate reality in your sight. In the face of ultimate reality your puny illusion has no power. It cannot long hold you in its weakening grip. You see the truth of it, and the truth sets you free.

But what if you don't want the thing you are looking at to disappear?

You should always want it to! There is nothing in your reality to hold onto. Yet if you do choose the illusion of your life over ultimate reality, you may simply recreate it -- just as you created it to begin with. In this way you may have in your life what you choose to have and eliminate from your life what you no longer wish to experience.

Yet never resist anything. If you think that by your resistance you will eliminate it, think again. You only plant it more firmly in place. Have I not told you all thought is creative?

Even a thought that says I don't want something?

If you don't want it, why think about it? Don't give it a second thought. Yet if you must think about it - that is, if you cannot not think about it - then do not resist. Rather, look at whatever it is directly - accept the reality as your creation - then choose to keep it or not, as you wish.

I am not religious by any stretch of the imagination. I do believe in God, but I kinda have my version of all of that which probably doesn't mesh with other people's. This book is interesting to all parties involved, assuming you can move beyond the "God" word in the title.

The idea of eliminating what I no longer want to experience is a huge problem for me. I cannot seem to let go. Maybe it comes from the fact that I worry endlessly about disappointing people. While I know it's impossible to make everyone happy, I can't seem to live with it.

Anyhow, since the book is no longer in my hands, today's passage is from Conversations With God: Book I by Neale Donald Walsh.