
When a little child walks into a room, something magical happens.
The world hasnāt yet been divided into ..this is beautiful, that is ugly, this is mine, that is yours.
Everything is simply thereā¦alive, open, mysterious.
The child doesnāt look at a cup and think, Oh, thatās the cup I bought in that shop last summer.
He/she just looks.
Thereās no story wrapped around the seeing.
No labelā¦ā¦No past.
And thatās exactly where A Course in Miracles begins.
Lesson 1: āNothing I see in this room means anything.ā
At first glance, it sounds absurd or even a little frightening.
But the lesson isnāt taking something away; itās giving something back.
Itās returning us to that childlike state where perception is clean again, unclouded by concepts.
Conceptualization is the egoās way of making the world seem solid.
It pastes a meaning on everything so we can feel safe:
āThis is good, that is bad, I know what that is.ā
But in truth, we donāt.
We only know what weāve been taught to think about it.
The Course gently invites us to see again without the filter of thought.
To look as if for the first time, like a child who hasnāt yet learned what
a ācupā is, and therefore can see the light dancing on it.
This kind of seeing doesnāt make us ignorant; it makes us innocent.
Itās not about forgetting the names of things, but about remembering
that names are not reality.
A word is just a sound we made up to describe what cannot truly be described.
Children live in the Now because they havenāt yet learned how to leave it.
They donāt plan the next moment or replay the last.
They see ā¦.and in that seeing, they are.
No gap, no judgment, no separation.
As we grow up, we trade that wonder for certainty,
and the world loses its sparkle.
Lesson 1 cracks open that certainty again.
It whispers: āWhat if youāve never really seen anything at all?ā
And in that moment, if weāre quiet enough, something within us sighs
In recognition. The mind stops naming, the heart starts listening.
A chair becomes not āa chair,ā but a shimmering pattern of Being
and the miracle has already begun.
Seeing without concepts is the beginning of true vision.
Itās not childish ā¦itās divine!
For to see without judgment is to see with Love.
And Love, unlike the ego, never needs to define what It beholds.
So the invitation today is simple:
Look around you.
Let your eyes rest on everything as if youāve just arrived on Earth.
Donāt tell it what it is, let it tell you.
And perhaps, for a quiet instant, youāll rememberhow the world
looked before you named it.
Thatās how the journey home begins,
not with a thunderclap, but with a childās gaze.
With love and light,
G.