We get what we put out into the universe. It’s a good basic understanding that anyone can live by. Our actions, our thoughts, our judgements, our very energy is a circulating, spiraling, undulating dance that comes back around to us in it’s own unique way and in it’s own unique time. Life does not happen to us. We are active participants in our lives- making choices, learning, trying, sometimes failing, sometimes succeeding…but always choosing. Every moment, every breath, every thought is an opportunity to be present, to be participatory, to be a beacon of love and compassion, to be better than we were just a moment ago.
It sounds beautiful. It sounds easy. In truth it is not at all easy but it is incredibly beautiful. There are things we must all learn to accept about ourselves. Not any one of us is perfect. We have all made poor choices. We have all acted in ways in which we could have been better. Every single one of us has failed at something, in some way, at some point. What matters is that we learn and that we continue to try and that we do so from a place of such love and such compassion and such grace that even in our failings we celebrate.
Our human lives are but a blink in the cosmos. Our lives, our stories- we like to think of ourselves as so powerful but truly we are but a rain drop in a vast ocean and as delicate as the wing of a butterfly. With that knowledge, with that recognition everything becomes something to be cherished. Every life, every breath, every sunrise, every glimmering bit of starlight is something to be seen as divine, something to be experienced and treasured.
Tonight, on Christmas Eve, I think this is what every religion- what every prophet, every mystic, every messenger of the divine has tried to convince people of: Every life, every moment…all of it…is valuable, is to be experienced, is an opportunity to see- to feel that connection to the expansive love that is the supreme spiritual entity- divine universal love. To think that any life, any race, any culture is better or worse, is more wrong or more right, is more or less valuable than another is a step backwards away from that love.
May we all be blessed. May we all be present. May we all be loved and be love.