Some TV show used to title their episodes this way. It might have been “Friends.”
I am digging deep into new material and contemplations. The big one is that God is part of the matrix. A big one, that.
It makes sense. How can we be fully sovereign beings and also be created by any entity? Be its child? It gives us permanent, existential “child” status.

I watch waves of terror erupt inside me at this thought. I am it. I am the one I’ve been waiting for. Both my venerated spiritual teachers have said this for years. Today I panic at that idea. And I watch myself grasp for something “other” to depend on, lean on. I KNOW I am not alone in this. Somehow that is a comfort, though in the grand scheme it matters not at all.

Today, I will take what comfort I can find without reinstating God or any God-like construct in my consciousness and life. The only thing that is changing is my thought about reality, not the underlying reality itself. Small comfort today as I panic.

Sending love.