A bit of advice given to a young Native American at the time of his initiation: ‘As you go the way of life, you will see a great chasm. Jump. It is not as wide as you think.’ – Joseph Campbell, “Reflections on the Art of Living.”
As anyone who travels this canyon into oneself knows that its chasms cut deep. What’s expected runs amuck, the unexpected is in vogue and one must expect and accept the difference. Every time I held myself in amazement, overwhelmed at another crack discovered on the surface, another inkling of understanding, it was also matched by feelings of doubt and fear. Is it easier being numb, just grazing through life without any direction or so we may believe at times.
It is when we wake up that we must make sense of all that’s seen through the dark glass. Because becoming aware is an addiction, one day a feeling’s experienced, “I can’t go back, impossible; I won’t ever be labeled beneath one set of influences again… for I am of this world and all the universe teaches me.”
Like an island in a distant sea, one may think in terms of being alone, for this isn’t a path where the multitudes care to follow. But the soul in its infinite wisdom searches for its ‘other’. Thus, paths will cross within the boundaries of being where we find serenity, acceptance, and joy as the like-minded of the universe teach in the most auspicious of ways. It is when we hear, see and embrace these epiphanies do we finally get it… the experience of being alive and what chapter in that sacred book belongs to you.
This is the time I look up into the heavens, at the silhouettes of stars and acknowledge the great architect of the universe, in whatever name I bestow… Christ, Allah, or Shiva and his fiery dance, at the center where Oneness resides.