Donald Trump, presently serving(?) as President of the United States of America is an extremely flawed individual. He is a pathological liar. This is in fact his main distinction. The man can’t tell the truth even if it’s right in front of him.

Trump lacks wisdom, introspection, empathy, compassion, perspective, common sense, courage, principle, smarts, humility, good judgment, character, loyalty, fidelity. And finally, Trump lacks that one special quality that every president must have: A deep understanding that the United States of America is so much bigger and grander than he is.

He is ageing rapidly. One of his nicknames for former President Biden was “sleepy Joe.” Yet Trump is constantly videoed falling asleep at all sorts of meetings. If he’s not speaking, he will routinely fall asleep.

In spite of all this, Trump is G-d, just as you and I, your immediate and extended family members, your neighbors, and all sentient beings residing in the universe(s).  The reason he doesn’t seem like G-d is 1) His belief system doesn’t embrace the concept, and 2)At 80 years old, his physical body is in the process of dis corporation.  He’s not going to be with us, walking on Earth, for too much longer.

None of us, if we are honest, if we are truthful to ourselves, can deny our inherent G-d-ness. Those whose belief systems contradict the truth do so all the time. This handicaps them as they will never realize their true destiny, and they will never take responsibility for that truth.

This is not totally their fault. The religions of the world have separated us from the divine, making us unworthy and subordinate to this guy up in the sky standing over us with a big club.  I have to say this, but why people embrace such  a belief is baffling to me. I just cannot grok it.

Light is hitting your eyes. Tiny electrical pulses are firing through your brain. Your lungs are expanding and collapsing without you having to command them. Your heart is pressing blood through miles of vessels. Sound waves are vibrating the air and being translated into meaning.

Our planet is spinning at roughly 1,000 miles per hour while orbiting our Sun at 67,000 miles per hour. That star is moving through a galaxy that is moving through something we still don’t fully understand.

Atoms — mostly empty space — are arranging themselves into hands, screens, thoughts, and questions.

Time feels like it’s moving, but all that is ever directly experienced is this single, vanishing edge of experience — this ineffable now. It cannot be held. The moment you try to name it, it’s already gone. And yet here it is again.

What’s happening right now is statistically outrageous. The conditions required for carbon, gravity, water, memory, language …for any of this….are so finely balanced that the fact it’s occurring at all is awe-striking.

This is a miracle in motion, whether we call it that or not. There is chaos in the world….headlines, conflict, uncertainty. Yet within the same field of events, a nervous system can soften. A breath can lengthen. Muscles can unclench. Joy can be chosen not as denial, but as orientation. Right now, cells are regenerating. Microbes are living in symbiosis with you. Thoughts are forming out of electrochemical storms. Meaning is being constructed in real time. And somehow, in the middle of all of that, you are here… reading symbols that did not exist a few seconds ago.

That’s what’s happening. A universe rearranging itself into this sentence. Into this breath. Into this exact, unrepeatable moment. And in the middle of it, I choose to tune my body toward joy …not because chaos isn’t real, but because this fleeting, improbable instant is worth meeting with awe.

“If you can’t see G-d in all, you can’t see G-d at all.”

~~Yogi Bhajan