Letter to April 12, 2020: Easter A Rising
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For me, it is not a question of faith. The whole miracle of resurrection is mythic, a metaphor for an elevation of consciousness. If I follow the suite of words (Christ, Anointed, Resurrection) to their roots, below the weight of institutionalized religious “truth,” I find the meaning in the fertile loam of spiritual intention: it is the acknowledgment of the awakened spirit, a kind of rising up to animate, or re-animate, the inert body, or to restore spirit to the inertia of one's life. In other words, each individual is the high priest that confers the title. But, like so many things, it is a meaningless act without a compelling story or a ceremonial context that transforms the myth into a lived experience. For me, that context is poetry. Poetry is the ceremonial space within which I am initiated into the great mysteries.
As I look back, I ask myself: What holy thing that I considered dead or gone is rising in me now? What miracle has been forming in my life to come forth at this time? These are not questions the strategic mind can answer, living as it does outside of the miraculous. Nor are these questions the heart can answer, since it is too easily deceived by desire and too armored against fear. So, do not be surprised if you move the burial stone to find the chamber empty. What you seek cannot be found by looking, but appears to you, as if out of nowhere, and is easily overlooked because it is not what you expected. The whole secret is knowing your life is in the hands of a greater mystery. You then step into The Miracle Shop, which is open for business 24/7/365.
The Miracle Shop
When you feel your life cupped
in the hands of a greater destiny,
you step through the invisible
into the Miracle Shop and you
notice even shadows hush in,
stillness and random words fit
like puzzle pieces and you
find signs everywhere pointing
toward something yet-to-be
that you could not previously
dream.
This is another in my series of Letters To Future Self. I pick a date on the calendar in the future and write myself letter setting a reminder to read it on the selected date. This letter was written April 11-14, 2019 to be read on Easter, April 12, 2020. For others in the series, click the tag Letters To Future Self below.
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