Delegating My Entire Future To Something Bigger Than Me

I didn’t know what I knew until I said it out loud, into the room.

“If there’s such a thing as Universal Mind, wisdom, a real-time intelligence, or whatever our word is for that… if that’s real, then it makes sense for me to let that take the lead in my life. I’ve pondered it. And to me it looks true. Real-time intelligence, responsive to life in the moment, always has my back. Always. It’s done all the heavy lifting in my life. My ego might not like that notion, yet it looks 100% true to me. And if it is true, then it makes no sense for me to worry about the future at all. I can delegate the rest of my life to that real-time intelligence,” I said.

I was in front of a room of about 40 people and a video-camera streaming me into another 40 homes around the world, with one of my two dearest mentors sitting next to me. The room had become quiet. 80 eyes on me or down into space. Shoulders down. Spines melting down into their chairs. Stillness. Relaxed. A hum of aliveness, louder than the strip lighting and louder than people’s breaths. Louder, yet softer.

I bowed my head down, to my own relief-laden insight.

I had done what I said out loud, delegated my entire future to that real-time intelligence, sometime a few months earlier... once I’d realised the absolute truth of that real-time intelligence.

One of those realisations I didn’t have words for, I felt it, and just KNEW it. For once, I didn’t analyse it. I didn’t do anything with it. It did me, without my intellect getting involved and smothering the life out of it. It was on my way home from a walk on a summer’s afternoon. That evening, I sat in my garden, sipping something or other, as I waited for it to get dark enough to watch my local bat population do their dusk-time air dance. As I waited, my mind went blank. The question “What works in me, even when I don’t think about it” came to mind. The answer came just as the first star became visible above me: “Everything!”

Everything that matters, and everything that doesn’t.

Fast forward to now, and here’s where my mind goes:

“What shirt will I wear when I go out tonight?” I know when I leave the house, that I’ll be wearing a shirt. Which shirt? The future’s got that covered.

“How will I cope if or when someone I care about dies?”  Somehow, I will. The future’s got that covered.

“What if my health fails?” I’ll either recover, or I won’t. The future’s got that covered.

“How do I know in the future that real-time intelligence will always have everything covered?”

Because it always has. Look at me! A thriving, living, breathing, conscious, sentient being. Even when I’ve ‘messed up’, I’m still here. Whole. No IQ, no intellect, no willpower required.

The past was always taken care of. The present: always taken care of. The future? Given that what’s fuelling the real-time intelligence within me and in everything around me has been doing its thing for around 14 billion years, I’d have to be bigger, smarter and more powerful than the entire universe to make it stop on my accord.

Not even my ego has that high an opinion of itself.

With love and thanks,

Wyn