I took things so seriously. Everything was of the upmost import. Duty. Honor. Stale buildings, grey skies. The dear and antelope became just animals. The mathematical equation I used to scale things up now has been my template for every situation, my processing tool to the death of creativity.
Laugh Aaron, laugh. It's ok. There is One who cares before the foundation of the world, whose care will continue after I'm dead. It's held. Don't take burdens that were never yours to carry. Love exists, it's the strongest force. The beginning is good, it's going to a good place. Laugh, be merry, let joy do its work.
But I worry. I fear. I shake, I get nervous. Will my shoulders shoulder the day? Will I be able to maintain? Should I expect good or bad from the day?
Laugh Aaron, laugh. It's ok. Goodness has already been, is, and will be. Don't take yourself too seriously, don't contribute to your own death. Life was, is, and will be. Give way to the cosmic dance. Don't fight the nature of things. Life and death shall happen, don't fear them. Just dance. There is one who holds all, and he is good. His goodness is the lifeblood of all that ever has been and will be. Trust, and...Laugh.
Monday, December 25, 2017
A light
A light dawns across the sky, inviting all, loving all. The aurora borealis of time and history floods the dawns sky until we all see, until we all believe, until we all have hope, until we are all flooded with life. A light that once flickered in the corner of our hearts is now fully realized in the sky, enveloping all, engulfing all, filling all. Once we were alone, now we are found.
The light shines through time and space, through stars and galaxies, on the scale of the universe, one the scale of atoms. From above, from beneath, it falls down, it wells up.
What has been given birth? The hope of the nations. The fulfillment of time and eternity. A well of life giving water that runs deeper than blood, deeper the the deepest ocean. Carrying with it all the love the universe has ever known, carrying on its back, giving birth to more love in its wake. Calling forth love from behind and before. Uniting us to our hearts and minds, joining the dispersed parts of ourselves, calling all, scooping us from our darkness, holding us, instilling in us creative life, and life yet to be realized.
The stars are honored to be passed by, the reflect the beauty. The come to life with dance and song, joining the chorus.
The light that was once in our dreams, a distant hope in the unconscious, a fresh idea that at times found us in our lives, now has become reality. The truest reality. The ground of being. Before and beyond.
It's come to life, the one yearning to hold us ever since we gave our first breath. Who knew us in the womb. Who called being to being. The clouds are swirled up in the motion. The mountains eager expectation is realized. The youth feel understood and the elders that their lives had meaning. The Alpha and Omega soaring across the skies of the universe, enlivening all.
The light shines through time and space, through stars and galaxies, on the scale of the universe, one the scale of atoms. From above, from beneath, it falls down, it wells up.
What has been given birth? The hope of the nations. The fulfillment of time and eternity. A well of life giving water that runs deeper than blood, deeper the the deepest ocean. Carrying with it all the love the universe has ever known, carrying on its back, giving birth to more love in its wake. Calling forth love from behind and before. Uniting us to our hearts and minds, joining the dispersed parts of ourselves, calling all, scooping us from our darkness, holding us, instilling in us creative life, and life yet to be realized.
The stars are honored to be passed by, the reflect the beauty. The come to life with dance and song, joining the chorus.
The light that was once in our dreams, a distant hope in the unconscious, a fresh idea that at times found us in our lives, now has become reality. The truest reality. The ground of being. Before and beyond.
It's come to life, the one yearning to hold us ever since we gave our first breath. Who knew us in the womb. Who called being to being. The clouds are swirled up in the motion. The mountains eager expectation is realized. The youth feel understood and the elders that their lives had meaning. The Alpha and Omega soaring across the skies of the universe, enlivening all.
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