I remember a
time when I thought The Power of The Universe was like a shop keeper to be
bargained with.
I would
promise my goodness and obedient child demeanor in exchange for the many bright
colored gifts I wanted to possess.
I would
promise times of prayer and meditation and acts of kindness in exchange for
happiness, I thought could be achieved through the acquisition of SOMETHING.
Happiness
was seen as material possessions which shined and sparkled on my arm jingling
as I moved drawing the envious eyes of all.
Or it was
seen as acres on acres of verdant land spanning ocean, forest, valley and hill-lands
further than the eye could see, again creating envy and desire in others.
And these
objects of happiness included the hearts of others, which I esteemed so little
I actually thought I could own them through their envy.
Yes, the
ownership of others loyalty, love and adoration focused on what I saw as THE ME
which was at the pinnacle of my prayers.
Who did I
think I was?
How fortunate
this life has proven to be. . .
The Divine
knows me better than I know myself and loves me with a complete and oceanic
passion, crashing down and covering me in mercy.
Crashing
over the shore line of my consciousness with relentless power as desire is
granted and destroyed with equal benevolence.
There is
room for nothing to abide and behold except this relentless power which beats
down on me again and yet again.
What I had
thought was sent to maim, kill and bring deep suffering has done none of those
things.
Now The Prayer
has changed.
When the
desire for bangles and baubles surfaces again, I begin to yawn as the boredom
of such miniscule craving starts its destined trek to destruction.
And instead of waiting for the demise of the desire, turn a bit more quickly to My Beloved.
And now The Prayer is full to overflowing with Gratitude and Thank You for the LOVE which pervades all.
