Heaven and earth
The word of G‑d brought everything into being: heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, and every living thing. In the beginning, G‑d called into existence the heaven and earth. Within six days He shaped a world of order and beauty.
On the second day G‑d made the sky, and called it Heaven.
My hands are on the keyboard again. I’m waiting for the words to come.
We are here to elevate the mundane, to bring holiness into an otherwise chaotic world.
It seems so hard. Nearly impossible.
We are, I am, tasked with bringing Heaven down to Earth. Or connecting them. The here and now to the Infinite.
I have a body. And within my body is a soul.
My body wants things. Physical things. Food is the first thing that comes to mind.
My soul wants things, too. To connect to my Creator. To not be alone.
But my brain or my mind or my psyche, whatever words we choose to assign to the various parts of the human system that connects me to Above, gets confused.
There’s interference. The connection is fuzzy.
What do I want?
I’m running. Each day, moment to moment.
From where am I running? And toward where am I headed?
From pain. Toward love, and comfort.
It’s that simple. For all of us. Even if we don’t recognize it.
I coudn’t find my way. Or at least I thought I couldn’t.
So I kept searching for home, for Heaven on Earth.
But the only way to find it is to bring it here.
Exactly where I am now. To breathe it in.
I have a body. It is physical. It is of the earth.
A teacher told my daughter yesterday to take five deep breaths when she feels upset, before her body and brain can take over and react.
With that breath, we bring Heaven inside us. We connect. Or re-connect to the Source of our life. The Source that makes our body able to move and act and react.
We aren’t meant to be on this journey alone, however.
If we don’t share our worries and distress with ourselves and others we trust, we can’t effectively bring down, bring within, the Higher Power.
We must reach out, as I’m now learning to do. To really cry and scream and make my voice heard.
Just say it. I need help. I need help.
We all need help.
Reach up. Look within. Be an earthly vessel for the Divine. Then reach out.
Connect Heaven and Earth, and yourself with others.
I’m learning to do this, one day, one breath, one word at a time.
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