A Blessing
“I get by with a little help from my friends” —both microbial and human/animal ones, then sometimes a gentle reminder on the next breeze comes, and “we are not just dust in the wind but rather recycled light, stardust, and transmuting energy.”
Meditation helps us ground our love into a world so in need of this.
Maybe we just are simply recycled stars as pondered in a prose poem my friend John shared:
The stars were formed
roughly at first
In giving of their light
Once finished
Can fragment
We are not perfect
And some souls leave early
Yet, we can still give light through love
Restoring ourselves in thankfulness
For simple things…
Let us marvel in thankfulness. Matter and light are interchangeable. My wise friend biologist John Phillips once said, “Marvel my child at how photosynthesis creates life from light.”
Photosynthesis is the process in which plants, some bacteria and some protistans use the energy from sunlight to produce glucose from carbon dioxide and water, converted into pyruvate, release adenosine triphosphate (ATP) via cellular respiration. Hence, oxygen is formed. Light is infinite and spacious attractor energy, a lighthouse if you will.
Light respects sovereignty, a state in which we recognize we have autonomy over ourselves, and the power and responsibility to rule all aspects of our lives; creating flow and a safe harbour. Rameen Peyrow tells us, our job here is to keep our mindbody temple pure so our soul may shine through brightly! What exactly is giving light, not heat? It is a world of non-codependency, right action and non-conflict. For its opposites attract heat-heat as inflammatory thoughts and a belly on fire.
This light, when ignited, burns up the rubbish. It is the kind of fire in the belly that ignites the TanTien and shines so bright that it allows others to find their way, beginning the thousand-mile journey home towards remembrance.
In the beautiful literary art of Lars Muhl in The Gate of Light, he describes an ancient healing method used by the Essenes, or The Sons of Light, 2500 years ago, as the living prayer of our hearts and an open hand offering of heart-light to another. Yes, that bright lighthouse scans across the seas, letting its presence be known. Illumination may be the key to our survival, putting out the driving force of all inflammation, keeping our face to the sun, until darkness no longer can do anything other than reveal shadow.
