One afternoon about ten years ago, while teaching in my classroom, I began to feel disoriented and lightheaded. A fellow teacher walking by asked if I was OK. I mumbled something incomprehensible, and she immediately called others for help. Medics arrived, and they started monitoring my breathing and pulse. I felt oncoming fears such as, Was I OK? Who was in charge here? And could I correct this situation through prayer?
Reasoning from a spiritual sense of my identity, I began to address each of my specific fears. I realized that I am nothing less than God’s spiritual idea. Divine Love is reflected in loving, divine Mind in problem solving, divine Truth in orderly and correct thinking. My real identity is not a physical body that has a life of its own subject to various conditions.
Despite the sense of disorientation, I knew that my relation to God is unbreakable. I am not a being apart from God, but the constant manifestation of God’s being, knowing, and loving—the active expression of God. This could not change whether I was by myself, with a few others, or in a room full of strangers. God’s presence is right here now and forever.
