What am I?

What I am does not depend on what I look like. To find myself I don’t look in a mirror. Mary Madelaine did not know Christ until he spoke to her; touched her mind to mind. Christ says we will know each other when we meet again in Heaven. We will touch each other mind to mind as Christ and Mary did. So who are we and how do we know our beloved. There is some thing deep within us that is the true us – that God joined in marriage – and we spend our life searching for to know ourselves and our beloved. My beloved Patricia had it right we were hermits together. Beneath this flesh and bone we are intertwined so intimately webbed together neither one could tell which is which and who is who. The Bible tells us what we seek is within us. Christ tells us God is within us; we, Patricia and I, are one with God. Christ made it so. We are also made One by God in marriage – notice how important being One is in Christ’s teachings. Love is Being one with God who is Love. To say God is Love is to recognize God loves us and Himself within us. God unites us in marriage forever. God is love the Bible tells us so. and Love is stronger than Death.

The five senses are part of the physical world; all animals have them too. Animals seem to have a sixth sense by which they feel what we call the supernatural. We may deny it but we have it too. It is how we are aware of the Presence of God and our departed beloved. The difference is that we are aware of ourselves as well. Yes, “We think, therefore we are!” What is it that makes us aware of ourselves? It is God as Love within us making us aware of thinking, feeling, loving and God as part of the equation. God said “I am who I am.” – the eternal self awareness. It is what the Bible means when it tells us we are made in the likeness of God himself.

She is gone to her garden within me (her 1976 poem)

In my garden I will grow
baby’s breath and bergamot
fearless of all winds that blow,
so secure they’ll shelter there.
Marigolds and maidenhair

in the borders I will sow:

roses and anemones,

and all gentle plants like these.

In my garden I can find

lilacs of the deathless kind,
hollyhocks and columbine.
Summer there will never end,
blackening frost will not descend,
where my garden’s fences wind,
through the meadows of my mind.

Every morning you pass through,
leaving footprints in the dew.

And at night, you and I,
arm in arm, walk quietly.


About thebows99krug

Hi, I am Eric, a retired librarian. I was born in St. Michael's Hospital, Toronto and raised in the downtown area north of the Art Gallery, south of the University of Toronto. I went to Orde Street Public School, Harbord C.I., University College at the UofT and the UofT's Faculty of Library and Information Science. I meet my wife Patricia at FLIS; our first date was on November 15, 1968. We were engaged February 14, 1969 and married on June 21, 1969. Our family includes son, James; daughter-in-law, Erin; (both writers), grand-daughters, Vivian and Eleanor; and Sonic, a very friendly ginger tabby. My beloved wife died January 7, 2017 and our 19 year old cat Pooka died January 8, 2017. I would like to hear from any other class of '63 alumni of Harbord C.I. and class of '67 alumni of UofT's University College.
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