Excerpt from the March/April 2008 issue of Unity Magazine
（ユニティマガジン２００８年３、４月号の記事からの抜粋）
My father once told me, “When you’re old, you don’t feel old.”
I can appreciate what he meant when he said that, as I ponder the fact that the essential being I am inside myself is the same in my 50s as when I was only 15.
So who am I really?
Am I the woman who has changed with age, or am I the changeless self
within?
Am I the woman who is encased in time or the being who dwells apart from it?
Sometimes when referring to things that happened long ago, we say things like “I remember it like it was yesterday.”
And that’s because in a way it was. If time, as Einstein declared, is merely an illusion of
consciousness, then linear time itself is a metaphysical fiction; everything that has happened, is happening, or will happen, is happening now. There, in that realm of the eternal now, is the true “I am.”
The eternal self dwells in eternity, and eternity intersects linear time at only one point: the present.
Who you are in this moment, therefore, is who you truly are. And from that essential point of perfect being―created anew by God in every instant―miracles flow naturally.
Thoughts of love interrupt the past and open the future to new probabilities.
No matter who you are, no matter how old you are, in the present, all things are possible.
