I’ve been making my way through cupboards and closets – discarding, organizing….signs of the cacophony of our times. It’s my way of maintaining a sense of peace and order in my corner of the universe when so much else in the wider world appears in chaos. I am bewildered to hear words seeping from once spirited hearts, “I thought it was supposed to get better not worse.” It shocks me more than all the world’s unrest into a new realization that these tumultuous times are beginning to weigh down Light hearts…and so I am compelled to write:
Bitter fruits or dawns? It seems we are at a crossroads and must choose. A feast of bitter fruits is laid out on a banquet table before us. Do we pull up a chair and join in the feast or do we excuse ourselves to follow through our lives with Light hearts and the promise of eternal dawns rising?
I smile in my mind’s eye for I see the silken thread of dawn’s luminous Light streaming across the horizon line, starkly juxtaposed against the black sky. Surprisingly, I feel a call of appreciation rising in my soul for the role of darkness: I see the Light all the more clearly because of it.
I open the floodgates of my heart to dawn’s sweet stream of eternal hope and it flows through me like a river. I have the antidote to the material world coursing through my veins and heaven is on earth for me.
I am one with the RIVER of LIGHT in the sky.
Hope to see you there.