“Anyone who knows God cannot
describe Him. Anyone who can describe God does not know Him.” (Paulo Coelho)
Perhaps the question “Who is God?” is not apt to
the human situation. The question more relevant would be “Who am I?” The more I
discover myself, the more I discover God. Understanding myself is like peeling
an onion. Each fold reveals a hidden side of myself but with each fold and each
discovery, I diminish in existence. I keep getting smaller as I peel off fold
after fold of my secret truth till I completely cease to exist. The only possibility
is impossibility and the only probability is an improbability. And, then I am
transformed into nothingness as the reality of everything is “nothing” as far
as my self is concerned. Whereas, the more I diminish, the more I can see of
God, who is limitless but keeps growing in magnanimity as I diminish. There
comes a time when I am nowhere and He is everywhere. It is then that I discover
that He had always been everywhere. It was only my self that was shielding me
from discovering Him. Descriptions and appearances are always created for “time”
and “space”. “Words” and “languages” are always specific to a nation, a society
or a culture bound by “time” and “space”. There are things beyond the scope of “time”
and “place” and they can neither be described nor made to appear in physical
manifestation. For example, who can describe love? Yet each and every one of us
has felt it at one time or the other. Who can describe the truth? Who can
describe the soul? We just know that they exist and nothing else. No reason, no
cause, no effect, no essence….nothing. So, if anyone can describe love, I can
describe God. But, I know I cannot….because I know Him.