| I have long been fascinated by the description of “little” people that appeared in children stories I read while growing up. I remember books that were similar to Gulliver’s travels, and loved this vision of a place where the people were tiny. In one of Madeleine l’ Engle;s books, she had a brother and sister traveling into their younger brother’s mitochondria to fight the forces of good and evil to save his life. There was an entire series of books about a tiny Indian who lived in a cupboard and he would come to life. So of course I enjoyed the movie “Toy Story” and it’s portrayal of toys coming to life.
Recently I read Don Miguel Ruiz’s book, “The Mastery of Love”. There is a chapter in it about learning to love yourself and your body, including stopping the negative self-talk that goes on about various body attributes and parts that we may deem unattractive, unacceptable, or ill. In it he says “For all those living beings that are your cells, you are God”. In reading that, my imagination conjured up these various groups of cells creating religions, statues, beliefs and commands based on the “God” Katelon! I began to examine if I thought I was being a kind and loving “God”, inspiring health and wellness, or was I being a judgmental and critical “God” leaving these cells feeling dejected and distressed?
I have been into a personal growth path for most of my adult life, so I have been conscious of the importance of loving your body and sending it healing, happy thoughts. But I had never looked at it to this extent and through the lens of my cells worshiping me, looking to me for guidance and direction.
Then, being the activist that I am, I started wondering what would happen if my liver cells chose to create a fundamentalist religion, thus condeming the religion and view of God that my stomach cells might have? What would happen if all my various organs, glands and systems all chose to have a different belief about the “God” that I am, and how they should operate as cells, and then chose to fight the other organs, glands and systems, having their own “religious” wars? Wouldn’t that be cancer? Is that perhaps what allergies are and other auto immune diseases, the cells in our body deciding that another part of it, or something outside of it is harmful and against it’s “religion”?
It seems to me that this is also true of the body of this world, this planet, this collective humanity we are part of. When we get caught up in fighting over whose God is true and right, whose way is the “right” way, we create these wars that destroy these various parts of humanity and weaken the “immune”system of the world as we tear apart families, communities, countries and lands.
Reading “The Mastery of Love” reminded me that love is the power and directive that I choose to use to live my life, and that includes how I want to relate to my body…with love, acceptance and cooperation. This is true of the world I envision as well…a world where cooperation, harmony and acceptance supports healing of all facets of this creation. It is up to us to decide what kind of “God” we choose to be, one that inspires death, disease, and destruction or one that inspires cooperation, health and life?
Katelon T. Jeffereys