Where am I? Where’s Waldo? It is as hard to find the imaginary self as it is Waldo. We are so entwined with ego, so close to it that we can’t find it. But there is a saving grace. Other people that can’t find themselves can see us quite easily! God does have a sense of humor.

I think this may be what Jesus meant about casting out motes in our own eyes. We are blind to our own faults but have 20/20 in regard to those of others. Day-um.

I have devoted my life to self-study and often it runs away and hides in other people. Yet when I see them, they look like funhouse mirror images and I get so confused. Who is doing what to who?

And there is no point at which you say to the universe, “Check, please!” If you are in everything and everyone you see, the bill is gonna be way too big for you to pay. So someone else is standing quietly beside you, saying, “I’ve got this one.”

Jesus Christ! You scared the “Be Jesus” outta me. You’re gonna get us kicked outa here.

And Jesus smiled and said, “It wouldn’t be the first time.”

Vicki Woodyard