Spark. . .
“There is a light that never goes out…”
I have to admit that yesterday this whole issue with Syria had me feeling more than a little outgunned – no pun intended. And while I’ve heard all the words before about “labor pains” and “shift of the Ages”; and said them to others countless times, it all got to be just a little too much to take. We’re standing on the brink of World War III, the media seems to be changing its focus from “IF” to “WHEN”, and the biggest concerns of the day appear to be what Miley Cyrus did on the MTV Awards, and why Ben Affleck shouldn’t be cast as the new Batman.
So, yeah…let’s just say I wasn’t in the greatest of moods by the time I got home last night.
I typically work late on Wednesdays, so there’s not a lot of time for much of anything besides catching up with my wife and crawling into bed. Last night, however, I decided to soak in the tub and read a bit first. My mom was a firm believer in the fact that a hot bath could cure just about anything, and thankfully, she passed that belief onto me.
I got about 20 pages into Gregg Braden’s “The Isaiah Effect” – my second reading of the book in preparation for my Master’s Thesis – when I felt the need to set the book aside to pray for a while. I began to pray about the situation in Syria, and as I mentioned the word “darkness”, the power suddenly went out due to a heavy thunder storm that was passing through. I sat there completely unfazed by the absence of light. I continued to pray, and asked for a sign that the light of clarity would be brought to leaders of the world during these difficult times. Immediately my prayers were interrupted by a knock at the door, and my wife came in carrying a lit candle and a flashlight with a bright blue beam.
As she stopped to talk, the scenario took on a deeper meaning.
There is no need to fear the darkness of these times. We must remain calm and centered, and allow the Divine Feminine to re-enlighten us; to bring balance to the overly masculine tendencies of our culture, as represented by the blue light – the color of Father Sky and the Divine Masculine.
The answers are there for us if we’re open to receiving them. In order to transcend these times, we must find the courage to walk through the darkness. And we must also remember that no matter what happens, as long as one of us is willing to carry Spirit’s light, it will never go out. . .