Citizen of the World

Our new British Prime Minister may (pardon the pun) be hell-bent on exiting the European Union, and actually disagrees with me and, as she put it at last week's Conservative Party Conference, “If you believe you’re a citizen of the world, you’re a citizen of nowhere. You don’t understand what the very word ‘citizenship’ means.”

I beg to differ, does Theresa May not know that we are all equal members of the human race and that we are all in fact 'Citizens of the World'?

Why must we cause separation and disharmony by dividing up the world and wanting to own what does not belong to us? We did not create this planet, we are here to learn to be together, not to fight and squabble over ownership.

When I was five years old I shared a bedroom with three brothers, two older and one younger, all of us born within a period of 5 years, all totally different in our expression, but truly the same. All products of the Irish Catholic heritage, destined to be brought up with the iron hand of discipline and the twisted sense of hypocrisy rife within this so-called religion, we were packed off to church for mass on Sunday mornings, whilst parents often had more pressing matters to attend to.

At some point I had a sticker on the foot of my bed, a sticker which I have never forgotten, a sticker that was so important to me, because it was me, it was about everyone and everything, it was something I felt so deeply within my body. As everything means something, with no exceptions, now at the age of 57 I realise that it means everything. At that time I had only just mastered the task of reading but understood implicitly what the sticker meant and why I had it on my bed. Though, through all the years of conforming to society, away from my true self, this understanding, this knowing has been buried so deeply, the knowing I had so clear and strong as a young boy. The sticker read, simply:


Confirming as it is for me both then and now, it feels as though I was lost in a dense fog during all those 50 years inbetween.

Lost, but then again always feeling that there was something more, feeling something deep inside myself calling me back, back to the essence of my true self.

Around the same time as the sticker arrived I was experiencing the force of the great illusion we live in, particularly during the aforementioned visits to the Catholic church. I always felt discomfort and even distress whilst in church, not being able to sit still or even feeling unwell. One Sunday morning mass, sitting on a bench with my two older brothers I just couldn’t keep still and no matter how hard my brothers tried it was impossible for them to keep me under control. In the end the priest came down from the altar and commanded me out the church – cast out as the proverbial sinner.

That was not the end of my church escapades, as both before and after this incident I had difficulty just being inside the church. I would either be feeling queasy or I would feel faint, almost passing out, and most visits to the church ended with me standing outside the door or sitting on the steps of the church. Sitting there with my whole body in reaction to this institution, to the falseness, the illusion of it all, feeling that this was undoubtedly not the place for me to be . . . not really understanding why I was there, with my body telling me loud and clear that this was not the truth. In addition, being told by those around me how "weak and pathetic" I was, to "pull myself together" and "stop being so sensitive", to stop being the tender boy I was.

From there onwards, over the decades, gradually switching off feeling, hardening myself to become a part of “what society expects", trying to fit in, but still always knowing deep inside that there is more, and using all the well-known methods of avoiding feeling that. Both sweet and salty foods and snacks, turning to alcohol and cigarettes in my early teens, continuing in later years with wine, salty snacks and beer and hours and hours of physical yoga, losing myself in sporting events, TV, music and film. All perfectly designed to stop myself feeling who I truly am. 

  • Why do we constantly override the messages our bodies are sending, to the point that we injure ourselves or become seriously ill?
  • Why does society advocate this?
  • Why, as children, are we forced out of our awareness into a way of living that repeatedly depletes both body and wellbeing?

Not until meeting the teachings of Serge Benhayon a little over 2 years ago, did I allow the beauty within begin to truly shine through once again, understanding that I am a part of the whole, the whole is a part of me, I am the same as everyone else, no one person is worth more than another.

There is more to living on Earth than we can ever be taught by society and the current education systems.

The crazy, tragic, ironic thing is that we are all born aware that there is more to life, knowing and feeling everything about it, then we are taught (by parents, society, religion and education) to bury that knowing, to forget it. We are untaught the natural innate curiosity we all have and untaught how to truly feel and respond in our world. And if this is so, are we not then taught to be emotional, to be unaware and dull ourselves so that we live life in reaction, living as slaves to the energy passing through us?

From as early on in life as I can recall, I have known that there is so much more to living here on earth than the way we in humanity currently live our lives. I knew, and now recall, the feelings of spaciousness within me and the feeling of being part of everything, an intimate contact with my surroundings both near and far, feeling at one with the whole of humanity and the universe.

I am a citizen of the world – I always have been – and together 'We' are all 'Citizens of the World'! In fact we are far grander than this – we are Citizens of the Universe. And there is far more to life than meets the eye.

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  • By Christopher Murphy, Esoteric Practitioner, Personal Trainer

    Christopher Murphy is dedicated to the brotherhood of humanity. He is deeply connected with the plight of mankind and a supporter of equality for all, and is actively engaged in writing about global humanitarian affairs.