Neville Goddard
09-27-1968
A
new idea will not become part of your common currency of thought
until it has been repeated over and over and you begin to live by
it.
You have been taught to believe that God exists
outside of you, but I say you are all Imagination. That God exists in
us and we in him. That our eternal body is the Imagination, and that
is God Himself. I mean every word I have just said, but it is a new
thought. Until this new idea becomes a part of your thinking, every
time you hear the word, “God,” your mind will go out to
something you have conceived God to be.
When I say I am,
I am speaking of the Lord Jesus Christ of the New Testament and the
Jehovah of the Old. When you go to bed tonight and put your head on a
pillow, you are aware of being. That awareness is God! I want to show
you how to use your awareness as brazen impudence.
In
the 11th chapter of Luke, it is said that Jesus was praying when one
of his disciples said: "Lord, teach us to pray," at which
time he gave them the Lord’s Prayer. Now, the Lord’s
Prayer that you and I have is translated from the Latin, which does
not have the imperative passive mood necessary to convey the meaning
of the prayer. In its original Greek, the prayer is like brazen
impudence, for the imperative passive mood is a standing order,
something to be done absolutely and continuously. In other words,
"Thy will be done," becomes "Thy will must be being
done." And "Thy kingdom come" becomes “Thy
kingdom must be being restored."
That is not what
is being taught, however, as he taught in the form of a parable such
as: "Which of you who has a friend would go to him at midnight
and say to him, ‘Friend, lend me three loaves, for a friend of
mine has arrived on a journey and I have nothing to set before him,’
and from within he says, ‘Do not bother me; the door is shut
and my children are in bed. I cannot rise and give you anything.’
Yet I tell you, although he will not rise because he is a friend, yet
because of his importunity, he will rise and give him whatever he
needs." The word importunity means brazen impudence. In other
words, he would not take No for an answer!
Jesus was not
teaching a disciple on the outside how to pray. He was telling you
how to adjust your thinking so you will not take No for an answer. In
the story the friend knew what he wanted. He assumed he had it and
continued to assume he had it until his assumption took on the
feeling of reality and he got it. This is how you find God in
yourself, by being persistent in your assumption.
Then
this story is told to show how you should pray and not lose heart:
"In a certain city there was a judge who neither feared God nor
regarded man. There was a widow in that city who came constantly,
asking him to vindicate her against her enemies. At first he refused,
then he said to himself, ‘Although I neither fear God nor
regard man, yet because this woman bothers me I will vindicate her
before she wears me out.’” Again we see the need for
persistence in prayer.
When you know how to pray, you
will discover that everyone in the world can be used as an instrument
to aid the birth of your prayer. They may be condemned in the act and
pay society’s price, while you are saved; yet you are the cause
of their action.
I will now share with you a very
personal story. I tell it to illustrate a principle. Society blamed
this lady for what she did, and she paid the price, but I was the
cause of her misfortune. I am not going to justify my story and if
you can’t take it, I’m sorry. When I first told it, one
lady was very upset and I regret that; but I have noticed that when
someone has recently given up alcohol, tobacco, meat, or sex, they
invariably condemn the state. They feel too close to it to feel
secure. I am not saying that this lady had a similar experience where
she was the victim; I am only speaking of a principle. Now here is my
story:
When I decided to marry the lady who now bears my name
I applied this principle. At the time I was terribly involved. I had
married at the age of eighteen and became a father at nineteen. We
separated that year, but I never sought a divorce; therefore, my
separation was not legal in the state of New York. Sixteen years
later, when I fell in love and wanted to marry my present wife, I
decided to sleep as though we were married. While sleeping,
physically in my hotel room, I slept imaginatively in an apartment,
she in one bed and I in the other. My dancing partner did not want me
to marry, so she told my wife that I would be seeking a divorce and
to make herself scarce - which she did, taking up residence in
another state. But I persisted! Night after night I slept in the
assumption that I was happily married to the girl I love.
Within
a week I received a call requesting me to be in court the next
Tuesday morning at 10:00 A.M.. Giving me no reason why I should be
there, I dismissed the request, thinking it was a hoax played on me
by a friend. So the next Tuesday morning at 9:30 A.M. I was unshaved
and only casually dressed, when the phone rang and a lady said: "It
would be to your advantage, as a public figure, to be in court this
morning, as your wife is on trial." What a shock! I quickly
thanked the lady, caught a taxi, and arrived just as court began. My
wife had been caught lifting a few items from a store in New York
City, which she had not paid for. Asking to speak on her behalf I
said: "She is my wife and the mother of my son. Although we have
been separated for sixteen years, as far as I know she has never done
this before and I do not think she will ever do it again. We have a
marvelous son. Please do nothing to her to reflect in any way upon
our son, who lives with me. If I may say something, she is eight
years my senior and may be passing through a certain emotional state
which prompted her to do what she did. If you must sentence her, then
please suspend it." The judge then said to me, "In all of
my years on the bench I have never heard an appeal like this. Your
wife tells me you want a divorce, and here you could have tangible
evidence for it, yet you plead for her release." He then
sentenced her for six months and suspended the sentence. My wife
waited for me at the back of the room and said: "Neville, that
was a decent thing to do. Give me the subpoena and I will sign it."
We took a taxi together and I did that which was not legal: I served
my own subpoena and she signed it.
Now, who was the
cause of her misfortune? She lived in another state, but came to New
York City to do an act for which she was to be caught and tried. So I
say: every being in the world will serve your purpose, so in the end
you will say: "Father forgive them, for they know not what they
do." They will move under compulsion to do your will, just as my
wife did.
I tell this story only to illustrate a
principle. You do not need to ask anyone to aid you in the answer to
a prayer, for the simple reason that God is omnipotent and
omniscient. He is in you as your own wonderful IAmness. Everyone on
the outside is your servant, your slave, ready and able to do your
will. All you need do is know what you want. Construct a scene which
would imply the fulfillment of your desire. Enter the scene and
remain there. If your imaginal counselor (your feeling of
fulfillment) agrees with that which is used to illustrate your
fulfilled desire, your fantasy will become a fact. If it does not,
start all over again by creating a new scene and enter it. It costs
you nothing to imagine consciously!
In my own case the
scene was a bedroom of an apartment, with my wife in one bed and I in
the other, denoting that I was no longer living in a hotel alone. I
fell asleep in that state, and within one week I had the necessary
papers to start action on a divorce.
This is what the
Bible teaches. It is my text book. "Whatever you desire, believe
you have already received it and you will!"
There
is no limit to the power of belief or to the possibilities of prayer,
but you must be brazenly impudent and not take No for an answer. Try
it! When I say you are all imagination, I mean it. While standing
here on the platform I can, in a split-second, imagine I am standing
on the outside, looking at this building. Or, in another second be in
London and view the world from there. You say that’s all
hallucination? That it is all in my imagination? All right, now let
me share another experience with you.
I was in New York
City when I heard that my seventeen-year-old nephew, my sister’s
oldest child, was in a terminal state of cancer. I knew how she felt
and wondered what I could do to comfort her - to show her that the
boy she so loved was not flesh and blood, but spirit. So while in New
York City, I went to my bedroom, closed the door, and lay down on my
bed. Knowing that my sister lived in the old family house in
Barbados, I assumed I was on the bed where I knew Billy to be. I
assumed my sister entered that room but could not see her son, only
her brother, Neville. I lost myself in that assumption until my
sister, Daphne, entered the room. Looking startled, she came forward,
stared at me, then turned and left the room. When I was satisfied
that I had seen her, and she had seen me and not her son, I broke the
experience and returned to our living room to be with my wife and a
friend who had come for cocktails.
Ten days later I
received a letter from my sister, in which she said: "Nev, I
just can’t understand it." Giving the day and the hour
which coincided with mine in New York City she said: "I went
into Billy’s room and I was startled to see you there. I knew
you were in New York City, yet I could not see Billy on the bed, only
you. I must confess I was a bit afraid, so 1 left the room and when I
returned I could see Billy again. She could see Billy because by then
I had departed. If I am all imagination, I must be where I am in
imagination. When I gave the scene sensory vividness, with all the
tones of reality, I was seen by my sister two thousand miles away.
No, I didn’t save Billy. He died, but my presence did convince
my sister that her son was not flesh and blood. If her brother, in
New York City, could appear to her in Barbados, she knew there was
something that inhabits a body which cannot go to eternal death.
I
tell you: there is an immortal you that cannot die. That night I gave
my sister the conviction of a reality in her son that would survive
when the doctor said he was gone. Gone where? Restored to a
terrestrial world like this as a young lad, to continue a journey
that was set up for him in the beginning. And that is to form the
image of Jesus Christ in him. When that happens, Billy will awaken as
Jesus Christ, the one being who is God the Father.
Practice
the art of movement. In New York City, my telephone was in the
hallway and my chair in the living room. While sitting in my chair, I
would assume I was at the telephone. Then I would assume I was
looking into the living room. I practiced this exercise. until I
discovered I could move anywhere in a split second of time. Try it
and perhaps, like my sister, someone will have the strange experience
of seeing you where you have not physically been. Make it fun. I do
it all the time.
A lady, thinking I was still in
Barbados - where she last saw me painfully thin and weighing only 138
pounds - was hoping I was feeling better, when I instantly appeared
in her living room. I was brown from the Barbados sun, wearing a gray
suit (which I did not own when I left here, but purchased in New York
City) when I said: "There is no time," and vanished. Well,
she is accustomed to these things, so she was not afraid.
I
urge you not to limit yourself to a little body of flesh and blood,
for you are spirit. Flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of
God, so one day you must take it off. And he who takes it off is
immortal. He is your own wonderful human imagination who is God, the
Father of all life. When you learn to live this way, life becomes so
exciting. Your days are full and you are never alone. I spend all day
at home reading the Bible and meditating. I close my eyes and travel
the world. It’s fun and educational. It expands me and makes me
become more aware of the infinite being that I really am.
Now,
the two stories from scripture that I have shared with you show the
importance of persistence. When you pray, do not get down on your
knees and pray to any unknown God. Instead, go to bed and dare to
assume you are now who you want to be. Fall asleep assuming it is
true and you will be on the road to success, for this is how things
are brought into being.
Right now imagine something
lovely for another. They need never know who was the cause of their
fortune - but you will. My first wife did not know I was the cause of
her action. Had she thought that her act would mean my freedom and
her disgrace do you think she would have done it? She moved under
compulsion, and I was the compelling force. When you realize this,
you forgive everyone for everything they have ever done, because you
may have been the one who was the cause of their action.
Blake
said: "Why stand we here trembling around calling on God for
help and not ourselves in whom God dwells." Why call on any god,
when the only God dwells within you? He is not pretending, but
actually became you. When you confine yourself to the little garment
you wear, you are confining God, because it is he who is wearing
it.
You need no intermediary between you and yourself,
who is God. Don’t run from this city to another in the hope of
finding something better, because the one person you are going to
take with you is yourself; so resolve your problems here. Do not
compromise. Decide exactly what you want and assume you have it. If
your world would change, determine what it would look like; then
construct a scene which would imply you are there. If your mental
construction comes close to your fulfilled desire, your little day
dream will become a fact! And when it does, will it matter what
others think about your principle? Having proved itself in
performance, share your experience with another that they may share
theirs. Keep sharing this principle, because in the end we are all
the one being who is the Lord Jesus Christ. One body, one Lord, one
Spirit, one God and Father of all. Don’t be ashamed to claim
it. Man sees the Lord Jesus Christ as some little being on the
outside; but he is in you, and when you see him, he will look just
like you!
A friend recently shared this sweet vision
with me. She said: "I saw a man in a white robe standing on a
hill, building a canopy over the entrance to a temple. As I
approached I could see that the stripes used for the canopy were
translucent green and I remarked how radiantly beautiful they were.
The man turned to look at me and I realized it was you, Neville, and
yet you were Michelangelo. Then you addressed me saying: ‘I
have been working on this throughout eternity and it still remains
invisible to others’. Taking the stripes, I wove them into the
form of a basket and you thanked me and said: ‘Great work’
and I awoke." That was a beautiful dream. I have been telling
the story of the resurrection throughout eternity, but it has never
been put into living form. It still remains dead, like Michelangelo’s
Pieta, or his David made out of marble.
Let David become
alive in the minds of others. Give life to the Pieta, the crucified
one on the mother’s lap. The story is public property, now a
dead written code awaiting life in the imagination of men. Dramatize
salvation’s story. Make it into a play or a television show and
let Michelangelo’s Pieta become alive. I have made the story
alive because I have experienced it.
Michelangelo, with his
tremendous know-how of the human form, created the dead forms made of
marble. I came along, unable to mold a stick, to find the dead forms
taking on life in me. It is my hope that one day this wonderful story
will be told as it really is, against the story that we have heard
for over two thousand years.
Now let us go into the silence.