December 31st 2014
Several themes emerged this year and took shape in my life and writing. I suspect some, or all, of them will gain stature in my life and perhaps in the lives of others as 2015 unfolds. Not in order of importance, because to me each carries equal weight, they are ‘The Five’:
• Time and Space Unplugged
• Hidden Agendas and Clear Intentions
• And v Or
• Why and What If
• Life is a Child’s Game of Tag
As I reflected on a broader list of topics, they seemed like more granular expressions of ‘The Five.’
• Learning is Remembering
• Clutter is Chaos
• Movement is Never Stagnant
• Divine Law Rules
• Truth is Absolute
• Reality is Subjective
• Friends are Universal
• Enemies are Fabricated
• We All Come with a Purpose
• Muse and Choir
• Names Count
• Candles Light
• Children are Unadulterated
• Sensations are Relative
• Push and Pull
• Repel and Attract
• Bless and Condemn
This list goes on and on . . .
• Infinity and Finite
• Presentation and Discussion
I hope you will comment with you additions to the list. If yours don’t fit ‘The Five’ please make ‘The Sixth.
I made a list of people, whose names I could remember, who made a profound impact on my doing and being this year. When I ran out of names experiential snapshots began to appear like scenes in a movie. I sneezed in the grocery earlier this evening and a woman walking by said, ‘Bless you.’ I said, ‘Thank you.’ Five minutes and five aisles later we passed each other pushing our carts in opposite directions. Our eyes locked and smiles emerged. No words were expressed. That ‘Holy Instant’ manifested and disappeared in less time than you could snap your finger. In that instant she and I were on sacred ground. At that very nano-second of an instant that same connection was occurring simultaneously more times on planet Earth than the accumulation of our zeros and commas could capture. And yet there it was. Beauty and balance beyond description.
In 1998 these same muses scribed through me, a marvelous litany, which you might enjoy now or at another place in time. To My Father’s House
12.31.14@9:06CST,420ElmingtonAvenue,1101Nashville,TN,37205 (personal place marker about time and space)
Here I introduce an intermezzo which helped set the stage for this vibration.
Inspired by the prophet Isaiah, a minister at Unity wrote some time ago so that it could be published and attributed to this New Year’s Eve day the following.
I am ready to welcome the new!
Today I honor what has been and welcome what is to come. I give thanks for the year that is ending, for all my experiences, and the growth of my soul. I am ready to say goodbye to past events, the challenges that strengthened my faith, and the blissful moments that made me whole.
I create a personal ceremony for letting go. I imagine myself as a sacred vessel from which I pour out the past. With each gentle breath, I release everything to God. Reverently, I let go. I feel lighter in mind, body, and soul. I rest in the holy emptiness, trusting Spirit to fill it with Divine Love. On the threshold of a new beginning, I am ready to welcome new growth.
I am cleansed, refreshed, and optimistic. I am grateful and open to God’s good.
I am about to create new heavens … a new earth; the former things shall not be remembered. Isaiah 65:17
This was included in my blog post yesterday morning, Honor What Has Been – Welcome What is to Become.
2014 has been a blessed year for me where the combination of relationships and experiences has taken me to places beyond my imagination. Now in bidding her adieu I am reminded of the beautiful expression shared by my dear friend and mentor, Dick Runyeon, with those gathered for my mother’s memorial service in January 2000.
The Ship – There is No Death
I am standing on the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength, and I stand and watch her until at length she is a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says, “There! She’s gone!”
Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, and she is just as able to bear her load of living weight to her destined harbor.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, “There! She’s gone!” there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, “There she comes!”
And that is dying.
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January 1st 2015
To continue the metaphor from the ship there is a shift in point of view. We now imagine that we are the captain of that very ship and the one who previously watched us set sail is now but a memory of the past. She is 2014. What a beautiful lover and companion she was. She will be blessed in our soul’s treasure chest for eternity.
In another visualization she is a bright shining star that we see on a clear cloud scattered night.
Our ship is now moored just off a new shore as we gaze with wonder at the shoreline and landscape beyond, which we have never seen nor has any other man or woman from where we came. We did not come alone. Companions of the captain have made the voyage and stand together sharing the sight of this uncharted new place in front of us, glistening in the morning light. We board the out-boats and row ashore and now stand together ready for the discoveries which lay before us. In my memory from a time ago I reflect on Meriwether Lewis and William Clark and their ‘Band of Discovery’ that Thomas Jefferson had commissioned to establish a pathway to the Pacific Ocean and make claim to that Land of the Louisiana Purchase.
So now here you and I stand on the shores of 2015 – each with our unique memories of the past and hopes and expectations for the future. And all the while sharing in common the magical moment of now which no living soul has ever seen before. What Grace that brought us here together.
Captain, my Captain, seize the day!
As I kneel in reverence the image of Moses on Mount Sinai comes to mind as he comes into the presence of the Divine and is sent forth on his mission. He stops before departing to ask, ‘But who shall I say you are?’ There was no ambiguity in the voice, ‘I Am.’
There is no more powerful invocation that we can make, than to express in grandiose humility, ‘I Am.’ Feel the power in those two words. Feel the love. Feel the infinite possibilities.
In a new light and with revitalized energy, Happy New Year!