A Dance In Infinity

The sky surprises me every morning.  It reminds me that I have not seen it all.  What genius this creation is, a dance in infinity.

Your Holy Resonance

Nature gives us clues on how to live fully.  In every cycle of life, there needs to be time to rest, time for renewal, time for regeneration, time for fallow ground.  The winter beckons our slowing down.  The soft snow blankets the verdant fields for a time.  The silence of diminished life models the wisdom to pause.  The longer nights call for a time to rest.   Animals hibernate to regroup and recharge.  They go through a metabolic depression in order to conserve energy.  Perhaps our winter depressions are signals, in part, for us to unravel the busy-ness of our lives and regroup in the worthiness of our being.

The London Times published an article in February of 2000 that confirmed a gene for hibernation was found in humans, perhaps even activated eons ago, to sustain our primitive ancestors during harsh winter months. 

The calling to refuel or regenerate still resonates within.  It is a calling of the soul, the animating spirit of our being, a calling that we too often ignore.

When we become expert at diverting the stirrings within that speak to who we are, and respond to externals which allow others to define us and prioritize our lives, then we eventually lose the ability to recognize ourselves.  We then become susceptible to fading into the woodwork or the day to day routines, easily distracted, seasoned for manipulation,  and less able to make decisions about ourselves without depending on the opinions of others.

Animals that hibernate spend time in a dormant condition, often to survive harsh conditions that would threaten existence.  If we think of this in soul terms,  we need pockets of time to rest, to come to the resonance of life’s worth.   Brother David Steindl-Rast shared his discovery that the Chinese word for "busy" is composed of two characters: "heart" and "killing". Our busy-ness can destroy our ability to center on what we love, on what we are, on the pulse of our lives.

Animals hibernate in holes or caves to steady the environment for the work of regeneration.  Caves in ancient cultures were the sacred places of initiation, of transforming into the next level of growth.  The cave symbolizes the womb, in soul work, a warm dark place where the knowledge of growth commands the space.  It is a place where the divine and human meet, in ancient consciousness, where mystery takes form and eventually emerges into life.

We do not always have the luxury of a cave, neither literally nor symbolically.  Most of us cannot remove ourselves so completely from the doing of our days.  But we can find ways to give glimpses to that process which will happen at the slightest invitation.  The soul is ever ready for our attention and replenishes us when we brave the moments of stillness and mystery, the moments when we set aside our busy-ness and defer the need to control the future.    Take the time to find your holy resonance.