Namaste, I accept your humanness and mine. And I also bow to the divinity in each of us. I accept our absolute spiritual equality as beings. And I also accept that we each forget who we are.
I celebrate the fact that we are waking up together, and I appreciate the fact that, as each of us pushes up against our fear, we nod off to sleep.
I acknowledge both the absolute and the relative, for both are present here. The gentle voice of Spirit and the passionate cries of the wounded child co-mingle here, in this mind, in this world. Joy and sadness co-mingle. Strength and tears, beauty and betrayal, silence and cacophony interpenetrate.
It is a simple world, breathing in and breathing out, approaching the divine and moving away. And it is also complex, in its near infinite variety of forms.
Each self is the unqualified presence, yet each must approach Spirit in its own way. Within oneness, paradox abounds.
Were we dwell together, my brother and sister.
Her in the silence, each of us with our unique heartbeat, our own dance, our own call for love and truth.
Yet despite our division into bodies, despite the fragmentation of the mind, only one heart opens here. And that heart includes yours and mine and that of all beings who have ever lived in time and space. That heart belongs to Spirit. His patient heart. Her infinite blessing on us all. My wish for you is a simple one, May you find that Heart in your heart. May you find your voice in that silence, May you awaken to the truth of who you are.
The Silence of the Heart, by Paul Ferrini
Love you all,