Monday, December 10th, 2007
And what would we be…if nothing ever came along to break the hard shells that build up over the heart? If nothing came along to re-break and re-set the broken bones, and the aching soul, so that a deeper healing could take hold?
We spend our lives avoiding pain, and yet it finds us. On the sidewalks and the billboards…from the mouths of the ones that love or dislike us, from the faces in pictures. It finds us when we least expect it, and when we know it is coming, just the same. It brings us to our knees…and when our hearts are strong our bodies still may fall. It brings us down when we have forgotten the smell of the earth, and lifts us up when we are already to high to find oxygen enough to breathe.
We can be anywhere in the world and find it. We can hide, and it will creep into the places we have sealed away. It will burn us, but it will eventually sanctify us in a way I can never name. When we have long ago lost our breath, we will find the heavens waiting…and the stars shining around us like a treasure we never could have hoped for.
We cannot heal this world alone, but we can take a tender hand to our own broken hearts…and begin there. We can look at ourselves the way we would have looked at Isis when she lost Osiris, or Magdalen when she lost Jeshua, or anyone who has lost someone or something they love. We can remember that we are the child of the heavens, and we are adored. We can treat ourselves with that adoration, and as we reach out to ourselves in an act of love and bravery, others may feel a bit of that hope and light reach them…like a wave around the world.
We still have suffering in this world. Yours, and mine. Strangers’ and friends’. But beneath this suffering there is a golden earth emerging…a place of light bright enough to heal all wounds, and redress all pains…a love that is the only thing more consuming, and more pervasive. Give it to yourself. Others will be touched. We are all connected in such a quiet, perfect way. And yet our wholeness is so complete within. We are the sanctuary where the flame is always lit over the lake.
Never fear that you don’t do enough. Just keep enough fuel to sustain your flame every day, and through the night, and trust all that is meant to find you will see that light, on its journey home to you. You are not lost. You are a flower in the protective, loving hands of god. You will only ever fall hard to be broken, and only ever ultimately be broken in order to open, and you will only ever open in order to find that you are more of a beauty than you ever knew before.
With all my Heart,
Jennifer Luna
