Psalms 17:15 Meaning As for Me

There is a hunger the world can never fill, a satisfaction the outer self keeps seeking in things and never finding. It waits instead for a waking. Beneath the dream of thought there is a face, the formless presence at the root of who you are, and to behold it is to want nothing further.

The waking spoken of is not tomorrow morning. It is the shift out of identification with the restless mind into pure awareness, here, now. In that awareness you recognize your own likeness, the aliveness you always were beneath the story. And when you finally see it, the seeking stops, because what you were reaching for turns out to be the one who was reaching.

The face beheld is a person's own perfected self, the being he is slowly becoming and will one day meet fully formed. God looks into every eye and sees only himself, small and reflected, waiting to be enlarged into the whole. That reflected self is the likeness spoken of, the human form made entirely of love that lies buried in each person and rises when he wakes.

To awake is to come out of the long dream of life into the recognition of who he has been all along. Satisfaction comes not from anything gained in the world but from seeing this finished self and knowing it as his own. Nothing outside supplies it. The perfected being he beholds at the end is the same being he was at the start, now recognized.