I do not tell them in Toastmasters where I get my material...but
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I wonder if my speeches would get frist prizes if "they" knew that I got my material from ACIM...Here in the center of population in this USA we are established hip deep or heart deep in religions...
As far as I am concerned, ACIM touts that "Ideas never leave their Source?" Well, I just go for this and let the Ideas flow right from the Source. Who knows...just where do ideas come from? If not from the Source? Where?
It is so neat that these Toastmasters are willing to be ready to be open to new ideas, seems like the elastic is stretched pretty taut some times, but I am really thrilled to be with this group and all are willing to expand our minds...and our love. I admit to "them" that I am wierd and wierd means to me that I'm willing to use my own mind to ponder with. As you know I was gifted with the course in 1977, by my sister, because she thought me "wierd."
The following is my 4th Toastmaster speech. I love to write these speeches.
THE CREATION MYTH
One nice thing about egotists…they don't talk about other people
Yeah, I’m gonna talk about me, me, me, me, little ole egoist me!
Fellow Toastmasters and my tapestry weaving angels…here I am giving a talk about me or my theory of my creation…I will call this my Creation Myth. Have any of you really thought about where you really came from? And why?
I’d like to say: I was never a golden Buddha covered with mud to keep me hidden and safe. Nor, I did not start out as a block of marble like David did, nor was I ever a block of ice being sculpted with a blow torch as I really felt in my first "Icebreaker" speech, I was never a bird nor a bee underneath a cabbage leaf…but that I did began my life as pure protoplasm…Yep, just pure protoplasm…
I will call this talk my Creation Myth.
Many years ago I read somewhere that God’s Ideas never leave their Source. Have any of you ever thought that you might just be and Idea of God’s that has never left its Source? Have you ever based any spiritual essence to where you really came from? And why?
In this revealing Creation Myth, what I’d like to do is portray a celestial speedup of why and how I came to be this woman rell, and in the shortest possible timeframe. Remember, this is a celestial speedup.
First, I really like thinking that I am an Idea of God’s and that His Ideas never do leave their Source. So come travel with me through a few million years and that is really no more than a moment in time…yet, what is time? In my life’s time travelog, I wanna take you with me through my lovely Creation Journey.
To begin this Celestial journey…I’m going to ask you to please close your eyes as I gently walk you through my version of my Creation.
Lets get real comfy…and willing. Willing to go with me. Willing to take a real deep breath, in fact you may wanna take 2 more…
Now, I want you to visualize the most brilliant golden sperm in my father’s sperm bank. It will be the teeniest, weeniest, tineist, sperm not at all visible to the human eye, but do attempt to see the One God has Chosen as the Golden Lit up sperm.
Please continue to keep your eyes closed as we visualize my mother’s womb basket of eggs. In here one can more easily see God’s Selection of this Golden egg to become me. It joyously awaits the Chosen sperm as it travels down the sperm canal with all of the other millions of unchosen spemintozia right on into the vaginal canal where the womb is ready to entomb that Golden sperm for my arrival. That egg and sperm are so excited! Then they collide. NOISE! {rell slaps the gavel on the lectern for sound effect!}
When they collided---this is what God got! (rell displays a big wide cheeky grin)
Yes, you may keep your eyes open now.
Guy, my father, and Flossie, my mother, had fulfilled God’s Idea: Which is this little itty bitty lil ole rellalou.
His Idea still has never left its Source. I am still here, an Idea of God’s…just a lot more protoplasm.
How am I so sure that I am an Idea of God’s? & Why? I was the 5th of 8 children. No one in their right mind back in 1927 at the height of the Great Depression would cuddle up to each other and say, “Let’s have our 5th baby and name her rellalou”…naw, nobody in their right mind would have deliberately done that in those days. Oh, yeah, but they would deliberately cuddle up in that cold February up there in the State of Michigan.
Yes! I glow as this Idea of God’s.
Ideas never leave their Source.
In fact, I do not doubt that each of you is an Idea of God’s but you’ll just have to roll that around in your own head. But what I once read many years ago also said to me, “You are the work of God, and His work is wholly lovable and wholly loving. This is how a man must think in his heart, because this is what he is.”
And as you can see, the one nice thing about us egoists…we don't ever talk about other people.
Thank you fellow Toastmasters and fellow angels...this is rell
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