
Turn on the TV. Scroll through your feed. Open the newspaper.
What do you see?
Disaster, tragedy, corruption, war, famine, scandal, fear⦠again and again.
If aliens ever tuned into Earthās media, theyād probably think weāre a planet-sized asylum constantly reporting on our own symptoms.
Because letās be honestā¦good news simply doesnāt sell.
No one runs breathlessly to their neighbor saying, āDid you hear? A child shared his sandwich today!ā
No, we want drama.
We want danger.
We want the thrill of something going wrong.
Wars? Oh yes.
Genocides? Absolutely.
Starving children? Heartbreakingā¦yet somehow addictive.
Political chaos, fascist tendencies, power games? Canāt look away.
Fallen celebrities, broken marriages, scandals in high placesā¦yum, more popcorn please!
And when all that gets boring, we can still binge on Botox beauty contests, luxury car collections, rockets to Mars, billionaires behaving like parrots, and politicians pretending to care.
Itās a perfect show for the ego.
The daily news is its favorite mirrorā¦filled with separation, judgment, fear and guilt.
Why? Because the ego feeds on contrast.
It needs āothersā doing terrible things so it can feel a little better about itself.
It needs a world full of victims and villains to justify its existence.
Good news, on the other hand, threatens its very survival.
Peace is boring to the ego.
Love doesnāt make headlines.
Forgiveness doesnāt go viral.
But hereās the miracle:
When we begin to see that all this ānewsā is nothing more than projections of our collective mind, then the headlines lose their power.
We stop being hypnotized by fear and start recognizing the quiet hum of Love behind the noise.
āThe world you see is but a judgment on yourself,ā says A Course in Miracles.
And what is forgiven disappears, not from the screen, but from our belief in it.
Sometimes I wonder⦠where exactly is all that bad news happening?
I look around. My street is calm.
The neighbors are friendly.
The scariest thing around here is probably an ambulance siren. Everyone runs outside, pretending not to look curious, but of course we all are!
No bombs, no chaos, no crimes being committed before my eyes.
And yet, when I open a screen, the world seems to explode.
Murder, disaster, betrayal, every second, everywhere.
But āeverywhereā is really nowhere, except inside a rectangle of light on my desk.
Itās funny when you think about it.
Weāre terrified by a glowing screen showing us things weāve never personally witnessed.
If something happens hundreds or thousands of miles away, I can still feel fear here, in my living room.
But does that make it real ā¦.or just vividly broadcast?
When I look closely, my real world isnāt eight billion people.
Itās maybe 1300 faces, and approx. 262 hearts I actually know.
And among them, I find no villains.
Some are confused, some sometimes angry, but none evil.
So where is all that darkness coming from?
The Course would say: itās a projection of a frightened mind, not a fact of the world.
The āflat screen realityā is an extension of the egoās theatre.
It shows what we believe inā¦separation, guilt, dangerā¦so weāll keep watching and forget we are the scenario writer and the viewer of a movie.
When we finally realize this, peace returns effortlessly.
Because we stop fighting ghosts in pixels and start recognizing Light.
The world on the screen might scream ācrisis,ā
but the world in your heart whispers āHome.ā
Ofcourse many people will think or say, āThatās easy for you to say. What if you lived in Gaza, or Ukraine, or in a place where hunger and fear are daily companions? Would you still talk about illusion then?ā
And the answer is tender:
Yes, suffering feels real within the dream. Pain is not to be mocked or denied.
Compassion does not look awayā¦..it looks through.
When the Course says āThe world is an illusion,ā it doesnāt mean āignore people.ā
It means: see them truly.
See beyond the form of suffering to the Light that was never harmed.
If I meet someone in pain, my task is not to preach but to remember.
To remember for both of us that beyond the body, beyond the news, beyond the story, there is an eternal Love untouched by war or death.
That remembrance is the quiet healing presence that the ego calls ānaĆÆve,ā but Heaven calls Miracle.
So yesā¦feed the hungry, comfort the crying, protect the innocent, but do it from peace, not from guilt or rage.
Because only the mind that sees innocence can truly help.
As the Course whispers:
āThe miracle looks quietly on all things that are false, and gently lets them go.ā
And maybe thatās the real good news the world has been waiting for.
The only real news is Love remembering Itself.
āHeaven has not collapsed. Peace has not disappeared.
The Kingdom is still hereā¦and you are still in It.ā
With love and light,
G.