the world in all its elements being the Song of the Word.

It is possible to look at the world and despair. If we have faith (that is trust) in the Divine Mystery, we might suspect there is a deeper aspect, actually laid out right in the open … the world in all its elements being the Song of the Word.

Simply construct your image of reality, working from the individual biography outwards. A spirit comes to earth and lives a life, moment by moment, day by day, year by year.

Everybody interacts intimately with other spirits, according to karma to some degree. All these intimate and immediate personal experiences forge each life of spirit in the alchemist’s fire of a time spent in matter.

Open to and remember your own suffering in the waters of desire.

Ask yourself why you came to incarnate at this particular symphony of Nows. Accept and honor your courage.

Accept and honor the courage of others, so many of which may have suffering greater than yours.

Make a list of those who you wish were otherwise than they are. Presidents, drug lords, … think for as moment of whatever is the worst of deeds.

Consider the magic that their life too is built one moment, one hour, one year at a time.

Pause deeply now, feel the own dark ,,, picture your self committing murder or torture directly to another intimate spirit.

Or calm this power, and think of picking up a glass and throwing it against a painting on a wall.

Accept the reach or you own will in the halls and museums of your own biography … If you are there, God is there …

maybe you work against aspects of our experience, and favor others … that choice and that which follows the Mystery Trusts us to define what it means …

– is itself fire of own will … everyone has those

we are butterflies in the making, or mushrooms maybe …. where metamorphosis lives … that is the leading edge of creation

the world burns in the dying and becoming of Western Civilization … for now the tsunami of history is waves of chaos …fire and water …

does the weather not cry … or the seed bearers not work the fields … what we call climate is a lament … the skys unable to not join our woes …

to know god, consider the creator in your own soul, as well as the nurturer … or not, for freedom goes that deep … you are the igniting spark of the mystery each moment you act, …

the Way is simple … trust your own judgment and choose … everyone else is doing it …