What If God Has No Limits?
For most of human history, we have tried to understand the mystery we call God. For many, spiritual awakening begins with that same search.
We have given it different names.
We have created religions, philosophies, doctrines and traditions in our attempts to understand our relationship with it.
But before any religion existed, before there was a Bible, a church, a temple or a mosque, before anyone used the words Christian, Jew, Muslim, Hindu or Buddhist, there was the mystery from which Creation arose.
So perhaps we can begin with a question simpler than religion:
What if God has no limits?
If God is truly infinite, where could God end and something that is not God begin?
If God alone existed before Creation, from what other Source could Creation have come?
And if every one of us ultimately came from that same Source, what does that say about who we really are?
ONE SOURCE. MANY EXPRESSIONS.
Jesus.
Buddha.
Krishna.
Muhammad.
And countless others whose lives have caused humanity to look beyond the physical world and ask deeper questions.
We have separated them by religion, culture, doctrine and history.
But what if we looked beneath those differences?
Their roles were different.
Their teachings were different.
Their cultures were different.
Their expressions of awareness may have been different.
But if there is only one infinite Source, could any of them ultimately have come from somewhere else?
And could we?
Perhaps the greatest spiritual mistake humanity has made is not that we discovered different ways of understanding God.
Perhaps it is that we eventually mistook those differences for separation.
WHY I CALLED IT IT IS ALL ONE TRUTH
Years ago, I chose the title It Is All One Truth before I had explored in any great depth what Jesus, Buddha, Krishna, Muhammad and other spiritual teachers had actually taught.
The title did not come from comparing religions and searching for what they had in common.
It came from what I had experienced.
Only later, as I began looking more deeply into teachings that had emerged from different cultures, different centuries and different religious traditions, did I begin recognizing something remarkable.
The language was different.
The stories were different.
The cultures were different.
And the interpretations that developed around them were often very different.
Yet beneath many of those differences, I kept encountering glimpses of something that felt familiar:
Love rather than fear.
Compassion rather than judgment.
Service rather than superiority.
A movement beyond the separate self.
An underlying unity that human identity so easily obscures.
That did not convince me that every religion teaches exactly the same thing.
They do not.
Nor does it mean that every interpretation is equally true.
But it caused me to consider something much more fundamental.
Perhaps Truth does not belong to any religion.
Perhaps religions are humanity’s attempts to describe experiences of a Truth that existed long before any religion was created.
That is what It Is All One Truth eventually came to mean to me.
Not that every belief is true.
But that Truth itself cannot be divided.
WHEN DIFFERENCE BECOMES SEPARATION
The human experience requires identity.
We are given names.
We are born into families.
We become members of communities, nations, cultures and religions.
There is nothing wrong with any of this.
The difficulty begins when the temporary identity becomes our entire understanding of who we are.
The ego says:
My family.
My religion.
My country.
My beliefs.
My people.
My God.
And slowly, mine can become more important than yours.
Difference becomes separation.
Separation becomes judgment.
Judgment becomes fear.
And fear can become hatred.
Human history shows us where that can lead.
We have persecuted, tortured and killed one another over different names for God while claiming to act in God’s name.
But if we all came from the same Source, who are we actually harming?
Our brothers.
Our sisters.
Another expression of the same LIFE.
WHO WAS JESUS?
I believe in Jesus.
But through my own journey, I have come to understand his life differently from the way traditional Christianity taught it to me.
I do not ask anyone to abandon what they believe.
I ask only that we look again.
What if Jesus did not come merely to tell humanity who he was?
What if he also came to demonstrate what we are capable of remembering ourselves to be?
He spoke of those who followed him doing the works he did and even greater works.
He knelt before his disciples and washed their feet.
The one they called teacher and master became the servant.
What if this was more than a lesson in humility?
What if it demonstrated that the roles we occupy do not determine the worth of the LIFE experiencing them?
Teacher or student.
Master or servant.
Rich or poor.
Believer or unbeliever.
The roles are different.
The Source is not.
WHAT IF JESUS WAS A WAYSHOWER?
Christianity has traditionally placed enormous importance on the sacrifice of Jesus and the belief that his death opened the way to salvation.
But through my experiences, I have come to consider another dimension of his life.
What if Jesus came not simply to provide humanity a way out, but to demonstrate a way through?
A way from fear to Love.
From judgment to compassion.
From separation to oneness.
From identification with the temporary human self toward recognition of the eternal LIFE experiencing through it.
One of the teachings attributed to Jesus has always seemed especially important to me.
He warned that simply calling him “Lord” was not enough. He described people coming to him claiming that they had prophesied, cast out demons and performed powerful works in his name, only to hear the startling response:
“I never knew you.”
Why would Jesus reject people who claimed to have done extraordinary things in his very name?
Perhaps the name was never the point.
Perhaps claiming Jesus, worshipping Jesus, or even performing acts in the name of Jesus was never meant to substitute for becoming what his life was demonstrating.
That possibility changes the question.
Instead of asking only:
Do I believe in Jesus?
Perhaps we must also ask:
Am I living what Jesus demonstrated?
Do I forgive?
Do I serve?
Do I judge others while asking not to be judged?
Do I love only those who love me?
Can I recognize the humanity of the person I have been taught to call my enemy?
Can I surrender the need to make another person less worthy so that I can feel more worthy?
Seen from this perspective, salvation becomes more than something granted to us because we hold the correct belief.
It becomes an awakening of awareness.
Perhaps Jesus was not simply saying:
Believe in me.
Perhaps his life was also saying:
Follow me.
Live it.
Forgive.
Serve.
Stop judging.
Love your neighbor.
Love even those you have been taught to call your enemies.
And discover what remains when fear no longer determines who you are.
Perhaps that is what a wayshower does.
He does not merely ask us to admire the path he walked.
He shows us how to walk it.
This same principle has appeared in different forms across cultures and generations. It is reflected in the idea so often associated with Gandhi: if we want the world to change, the transformation must begin within ourselves.
Perhaps humanity has spent too much time waiting for someone else to create the world we say we want.
We ask governments to create peace while carrying conflict within ourselves.
We ask religions to teach Love while judging those whose beliefs are different from our own.
We condemn hatred while holding tightly to the people and groups we have decided deserve our hatred.
We ask the world to become less divided while continuing to define ourselves through us and them.
But what if transformation does not begin with them?
What if it begins with me?
Not with what I profess.
Not with the religion I claim.
Not with the teacher I follow.
But with how I respond to the human being standing in front of me.
Perhaps this is where the teachings of the great spiritual wayshowers ultimately become personal.
They can point toward the path.
They can demonstrate what is possible.
They can leave behind teachings that survive for centuries.
But no one else can walk the path for us.
That choice occurs within each of us, one interaction at a time.
And when one person changes the way they see another human being, the world has already changed by one person.
WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO BE BORN AGAIN?
Perhaps being born again is not another birth of the body.
Perhaps it is the rebirth of awareness.
From the moment we enter this world, we begin constructing an identity.
Our name.
Our body.
Our family.
Our achievements.
Our failures.
Our possessions.
Our beliefs.
Our memories.
Eventually we call this collection of experiences me.
The ego is not evil.
It allows us to navigate the human experience.
The problem begins when we mistake that temporary identity for the totality of who we are.
Awakening does not require destroying the ego.
It requires seeing beyond it.
The role continues.
The body continues.
Relationships continue.
Responsibilities continue.
But we begin to recognize that the one experiencing the role may be greater than the role itself.
WHAT HAPPENS TO “ME AND MINE”?
Some of the most difficult teachings attributed to Jesus concern attachment to family.
Taken literally, they can sound like a rejection of those closest to us.
I have come to understand them differently.
Perhaps the invitation was not to love our mother, father, daughter or son less.
Perhaps it was to recognize the limitation hidden within the word my.
My mother.
My child.
My family.
My people.
What happens when “my” no longer determines where Love ends?
We do not love our family less.
We learn to love beyond the boundary of family.
The person born on another continent does not cease to be our brother or sister because we have never met.
The person praying differently does not become less worthy.
The stranger does not exist outside our spiritual family.
Even the person we call an enemy came from the same mystery from which we came.
That may be one of the greatest challenges unconditional Love places before the human ego.
Love without ownership.
Love without qualification.
Love without an outsider.
FEAR OR LOVE
Much of human behavior can be understood through these two very different ways of experiencing life.
Fear protects the separate self.
Love recognizes connection.
Fear asks:
What might I lose?
Love asks:
What can I understand?
Fear needs an enemy.
Love sees another human being.
Fear says:
You are different from me.
Love asks:
What exists beneath our differences?
This does not mean becoming passive.
Love can establish boundaries.
Love can say no.
Love can protect another person from harm.
But it does not require hatred to do so.
This is the distinction I have spent much of my life trying to understand:
We can react from the identity we have created, or interact from the awareness observing it.
Between those two possibilities exists choice.
And perhaps within that choice lies much of the purpose of the human experience.
THE BEGINNING AND THE END
The Book of Revelation gives us the extraordinary image of the Alpha and the Omega — the beginning and the end.
For me, that image points toward something much larger than the beginning and ending of an individual human life.
Forms begin and end.
Bodies are born and die.
Personalities develop and eventually disappear.
Civilizations rise and fall.
Stars themselves are born and die.
Yet if all Creation emerged from one eternal Source, perhaps LIFE itself never became separate from that Source.
What appears to us as a journey outward may ultimately become a journey of remembering.
We emerge into individuality.
We experience.
We choose.
We learn.
Our awareness changes.
And eventually we may recognize what was present all along.
The beginning and the end become One.
WHAT IF DEATH IS NOT THE END?
If our deepest identity is not the body, then the death of the body takes on an entirely different meaning.
The body may end.
The role may end.
But does LIFE?
This question has followed me through much of my life.
My experiences have led me to believe that Consciousness does not begin with the body and does not end when the body can no longer sustain it.
I cannot prove that to you.
Nor do I ask you to believe it because I say it.
I can only share what my experiences revealed to me and invite you to explore what your own life may be revealing to you.
Perhaps death is not the destruction of who we are.
Perhaps it is the ending of one way of experiencing who we are.
YOU DO NOT NEED ANOTHER BELIEF
This may be the most important thing I can tell you.
Do not turn anything on this website into another belief simply because it resonates with you.
Question it.
Question me.
Question religion.
Question your assumptions.
Question the beliefs you inherited before you were old enough to choose them.
And question the beliefs you acquired later because they made you feel safe.
Then observe your own life.
What happens when you react from fear?
What happens when you interact from awareness?
What happens when you judge?
What happens when you forgive?
What happens when being right becomes less important than understanding?
Truth does not need protection from honest questions.
Perhaps it is through questioning that we begin removing everything that prevents us from recognizing it.
WHAT IF SOMETHING WITHIN YOU ALREADY KNOWS?
Have you ever experienced a moment when you felt there was something more to you than the person you had spent a lifetime becoming?
Have you ever looked at someone you love and wondered whether death could truly separate you?
Have you ever wondered why humanity speaks about one God while continually dividing itself into us and them?
Have you ever questioned how unconditional Love could exclude anyone?
Perhaps awakening is not about acquiring something you do not possess.
Perhaps it is about remembering something that has always been present.
Beneath the name.
Beneath the body.
Beneath the religion.
Beneath the nationality.
Beneath the successes and failures.
Beneath every story we have accumulated about who we think we are.
Something is experiencing all of it.
That is where my own search eventually led me.
Not toward another religion.
Not toward another set of rules.
But toward a question that has become increasingly simple:
Who is the one experiencing the role I call me?
ONE SOURCE. ONE LIFE. ONE TRUTH.
I do not expect everyone who reads these words to agree with me.
That is not their purpose.
I spent much of my own life questioning what I experienced.
I still believe questioning is essential.
But imagine, just for a moment, what might happen if humanity began to recognize that our differences do not determine our worth.
Imagine a Christian looking at a Muslim and seeing a brother.
A Muslim looking at a Jew and seeing a sister.
A believer looking at an atheist without judgment.
One race looking at another without superiority or inferiority.
One nation recognizing that a border does not divide the Source from which LIFE arose.
Imagine loving your own family deeply without needing another family to matter less.
Imagine disagreement without hatred.
Difference without separation.
Identity without superiority.
And Love without an outsider.
Perhaps humanity does not need one more belief over which to divide itself.
Perhaps we need to remember what existed before all the beliefs.
One Source.
Many expressions.
One LIFE.
One Truth.
Love without an outsider.
If something within you recognizes these words, do not accept them because they are mine.
Explore them for yourself.
Live with the questions.
Observe what your own life reveals.
And if these words cause you to see even one other human being differently, perhaps that is where change begins.