Love And Light

When humans are born, they are full of both love and light. Having seen all three of my children come into the world, I can say without question that here on Earth there is no greater journey than those last six inches between the inside of our mothers out into the world. The gratefulness that we feel as parents during the first moments after birth are palpable for me when I try to explain the moment to others, the relief and thrill are as real to me as if I were having the experience all over again. The initial moment after each of us, born naturally, come through the birth canal is both amazing and wondrous. Imagine or recollect the freedom of your first unimpeded stretch, the wide open space and the light!

Love cannot be bottled, but if it were, it might look something like this. The feeling is universal. The light of creation started from a place of love, compassion has it's root in love and commitment to our ideals takes strength from our love for all humanity. Making a better life requires considering what is best, not just for us, but for the future of humanity.

The light that I am choosing to refract in this post has all the colors of the rainbow wrapped up within it. Just like the bottle of love pictured here, there are star systems, galaxies and billions of suns worth of energy behind it. The light to which I refer has been called a dozen or more names. It is not my intention to color your perception with any specific color so I will be avoiding names, but we all know, or have a pet name for the creative force behind the Universe/Multi-verse and from that name, the rest of our expectations flow. Within our bodies we hold energy, our nerves run on the stuff, our metabolism and our ideation are all brought to life by this light (energy). All of our food comes either directly or indirectly from the light of our closest star. When we use foods to build or heal our bodies, the loving energy/light of Creator is the main ingredient that powers the process. When we heat our homes, make electricity or power our vehicles, the vast majority of the energy we use has come to us as a result of the infinite love and the light of billions of years that has been caught in the fossilized deposits we call fossil fuel.

The warm glow, emitted by our Sun over millions of centuries can comfort us in the here and now and yet, we often forget that the giving nature of life itself is our birthright and responsibility. To play our part in nature, regaining the wonder and awestruck gratitude of the child who has just passed the birth canal is a prerequisite. Rather than make this another post on the problems and difficulties we face, I choose to focus on the limitless possibilities that we have all inherited. A brief mention of how we frequently get side tracked is in order. We are living through a time that has been influenced by generations of wrong-headed thinking which justified all manner of heinous activities. We did terrible things in the name of nations (which are fictional spaces designated by imaginary lines cutting across the planet). We have committed atrocities in the name of religion, morality, education, justice. These things all stem from a deep hurt that we continue to carry, even though we are realizing the futility of bearing these loads.

Research shows that only abuse and neglect of our children can cause them to lose their compassion. Only through constant circumscription can we imprison a child's mind. Now, we can clearly see, by studying recent research on human development that the true cost of treating our children badly is to saddle generation after generation with the effects of self-loathing and servitude. The ideas that we find ourselves serving are over five hundred years old. They used to call it "The Divine Right Of Kings". Justification of a system that abuses us is nearly as sickening as perpetrating it ourselves. I do not want to belabor the point, but I'm sure that in your own conceptualization of the world around us, there are a few negative statements that you have taken for granted, but that had to be drummed into you through neglecting your true self o abusing the identity that aligns your spirit with Source.

Reflecting as we do, the sum total of all of our experiences, our language, our culture (or lack of it) our economic status and relative "health" whether mental, physical, emotional or spiritual all play a part in how true the reflected image can be. One of my "stories" made-up and foisted upon me was "You are poor." Relative to others in the U.S., perhaps, but among the population of the planet, I have been blessed with one of the highest standards of living available, making me wealthy beyond the wildest dreams of the majority of civilization. these things come at a definite, yet immeasurable cost. My most true identity continues to be attacked summarily and without end. Virtually until I got out of college, I did not understand the concept. Social, political and financial imperatives of an extremely small percentage of others are designed to keep power and control as the dominant principle. speak up or step out of line and you will be berated, humiliated, told that you will "never amount to anything" or worse, physically assaulted, morally debased and told that "it is all your fault". imagine the broken mirror that many of us have available to reflect. I'm struggling, perhaps no better or worse at it than anyone else, but it is a discipline that I take very seriously. how do you heal the scars of the ages? Liberal doses of LOVE!

I write, not just for release, not for fame and certainly not for money, but out of a driven and desperate love for all of you! Not just my readers either, but love for everyone, agape love, the pure stuff. I honor each and every one of us as I would Creator. This is a love that cannot be assailed. Bless even, (let's see who might be topical) Joan Rivers, who I never heard release a compassionate word from her mouth, my love extends to her, I will her great healing, of a spiritual quality, one that releases her spirit from the great hurt and shame she has carried. We do not need that any more. Like holding our breath during an injury, we lock into the flesh of humanity cellular memory of that horrible event, which renders us placid when action is called for or fuels action when stillness is required. Fight and flight messages are so disrupted by the time we are socialized that even as some folks pick our pockets, we remain still and even as they cut our throats, we desire to have their standards of living. We are all cells in a giant organism, love and light create healing and when we allow the light to flow through us, new growth is possible. Walking away from all that was becomes much easier when you know that you are loved, honored and whatever choices you make from now on will be accepted with grace and compassion.