YHWH is not the name of God

The Most High, ineffable God, of course, has no name.

YHWH is not the name of God. I AM is not the name of

God. YHWH means He becomes, something said about

him. AHYH means I (!) become, something said by us.

"Ah, isn't he sweet sleeping there," said God's mother.

"What shall we call him?" "How about, 'I AM'?" God's

father replied. The scenario is absurd. Maybe.

Shem, the Hebrew word for 'name,' means the nature of

a thing. The Ineffable's nature is pretty much all we can

know of It. Y-H-W-H describes Its nature, as each

Hebrew letter has a mystical value. It is the mystical

coding of the nature of the Most High.  Something like

this:

Y (yod) = the divine life-force, conscious energy

H (hey) = focused emotive force, the desire to expand

W (vav) = power to effect, manifest strength in expansion

H (hey) = the receptive state manifested in expansion.

That is, Y-H-W-H is an ancient flow-chart of the divine’s

conscious expansion (Jethro). YHWH is the pattern of

the Ineffable's existent states. Maybe this is just

coincidental, but it works. You can equate Y to Adam,

H to his Rib, W to Eve, and H to Cain/Abel; or,

respectively, to Noah, Shem, Ham and Japheth -- all of

which are illustrations of the pattern Y-H-W-H.

Please play along with me in your imagination. Imagine

you are ancient, ancient God. So ancient even you are not

aware of your own existence. Really, wayyyyyyy back.

Something exists, whatever you are. You don't even know

what you are, and then suddenly, you realize you are

conscious. You don't know where you came from, but

you are conscious, so you must exist. And you think.

My point: God began its own consciousness as co-equal,

co-existent Father (spirit/consciousness) and Milta (logos/

manifestation). Whatever It is, It began with Milta, the

manifestation of Its own self. If It spoke, It would say,

"AHYH! -- I become!" "I" being the meaning (logos) of

everything.

Sure, we are energy, but we cannot find life-force or

consciousness. We mindlessly go about our lives without

much thought as to the who it is in us who is doing it, or

why. Or, for that matter, how. Inside is the thing, the

consciousness who sees things to do and thinks, "I need

to . . . ." Life is compulsive, yet we do not know who or

what the compelling force is.

This is a lot like what I imagine the Ineffable's own first

moments of consciousness were like. Maybe still is. Have

you ever thought that maybe It does not know where It

came from? It might only know that "I become" is the

experience It is having.

And It has given this gift to us. The Father has given Itself

to us, the consciousness that we are, that we may become

as It is. If It has given Itself to us, where is It? It is that

Child inside who presently knows that it is, because it is

conscious, but doesn't know what it is or where it came

from, -- our imagination we think and see with. He flipped

into this state from the state of being: "by him as a child,

and I was daily his delight, rejoicing always before him;

rejoicing in the habitable part of his earth; and my delights

were with the sons of men" (Proverbs 8: 30-31).

The delights are life experiences: the Beloved -- 'David' is

the experience of all humanity. We are his father. The

"child" is the father's delight, i.e., experience, and we are

the child's delight, i.e., experience.

Our experiences are our sons. The consciousness which is

Our imagination, that compelling force of the living spirit

of God within us, is the Child at play, and It loves to

experience everything. HEY! That is you and I! Let's first

of all adore It, and then tell It what we want to experience.

We want delightful experiences and serenity.

I was going to say, "Let's give It a name," but the Bible

already does: Jehovah’s Salvation -- Jesus Christ.