Find an hour or two of time.
Find quiet.
Find comfort.
Free your mind of trivia.
Into that empty space conjure this
image:
A sphere of light energy spinning,
gyrating, complex, active, bustling, forming a whole around your
self, your inner consciousness.
Can you see and feel it?
Populate that bustling entity with the
things you know: faces, places, songs, sounds, tastes,
aromas,memories, the stroke of a cat, the running of a rabbit, the
pounce of a tiger, the song of a whale, butter melting on toasted
bread, the laugh of a child, the endless unstoppable giggles of a
gaggle of teenagers sharing a private joke, the smile that touched
your heart, tenderness,anger, hatred, love, people who have passed,
desires yet unfulfilled, your own dreams.
Take a while.
Populate your all-encompassing sphere
with all there is that you know.
Take a while, and sense your self as the
living centre.
You are the centre of your own,
personal universe of experience.
Now: Extend tendrils from your mind
into the maelstrom.
Begin with regret and apology. Let each tendril reach out and find the harm you did and, in your mind,
message your sorrow.
Take your time.
Now add to that tendril another,
reaching for that which gives you pride.
Take your time.
Slowly, add other tendrils and, where
they touch people or living things, send a message that expresses
your finer, better self, your beautiful core, the very heart of you,
the generosity of forgiveness, the desire to be pure of heart, the child of love you were born.
Find things you love.
Find things that hurt you.
Find the hurt you did.
Take your time.
And, always, keep the gyrating, spinning
sphere in your mind's eye, now populated with tendril after tendril
of light, reaching out and touching what there is and what there has
been.
You are the very centre of your own
universe.
Let your consciousness speak to your creation.
Now:
You cannot know your future, but your
future knows you, just as you know your past.
Imagine your future self doing just as you
do know.
Imagine that future self noticing
something that dominates its own personal universe.
The day you did this.
The day you realised you are the master
of your own existence.
The day you understood how you shape
this reality.
Now:
Do one more thing for us.
When you are in your sphere, reach out
for those you don't know but that share your desire for love to be
the measure and intent of our species.
They are there, shining, spinning, whirling, as many as the stars in the night sky and as easily visible.
Imagine their bustling spheres, in
their billions.
Send out a tendril of light to each of
them, all at once, as if there has been an explosion of light
emanating from you.
Fill your heart with love and pour it through the
conduit you have made.
Feel theirs in return.
Find ours, if you will.
Find ours, if you will.
Love is the creative force.
Let it free.
Let it be.
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