"It's Just a Body, Mom" and how this relates to ACIM

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Earlier this year, I began studying A Course in Miracles (ACIM) and today's lesson seems to speak to me directly.  When I began keeping a journal after my son's passing (Butterfly Kisses From Beyond - Signs From My Son in Heaven), there was an entry when I connected with my son that sticks out in my mind.  It was a mental impression that I received from him that stated, "It's Just a Body, Mom."  At that moment, I felt like my son no longer had a use for his physical body and he was letting me know that I was clinging to the 'physical' aspect of my son, rather than the true essence of him that was still very much alive. 

You can read more in the full book by visiting www.butterflykissesfrombeyond.com but I wanted to share the lesson that is written in ACIM that was emailed to me today, as it seems to be relating to this very topic. 

Excerpt from ACIM - A Course in Miracles
It reads:
Lesson 294

My Body Is A Wholly Neutral Thing.

I am a Son of God. And can I be another thing as well? Did God create the mortal and corruptible? What use has God’s beloved Son for what must die? And yet a neutral thing does not see death, for thoughts of fear are not invested there, nor is a mockery of love bestowed upon it. Its neutrality protects it while it has a use. And afterwards, without a purpose, it is laid aside. It is not sick nor old nor hurt. It is but functionless, unneeded and cast off. Let me not see it more than this today; of service for a while and fit to serve, to keep its usefulness while it can serve, and then to be replaced for greater good.

My body, Father, cannot be Your Son. And what is not created cannot be sinful nor sinless; neither good nor bad. Let me, then, use this dream to help Your plan that we awaken from all dreams we made.

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