I recently wrote about a favorite prayer’s evocative opening line,
“I breathe with the universal forces of creation.”
The prayer then goes on to acknowledge those whose teachings have guided and informed our spiritual path. And then it takes an exhilarating turn. We consciously connect to all who, at this very moment , are opening to Spirit.
Given the world’s population of 7 billion plus, that’s just
gotta be a lotta folks! In churches, sanghas, sacred groves, hospitals,
synagogues, prayer circles, mosques, prison cells, medicine wheels, ashrams, on
nature walks or in solitary devotion, in praise or in pain, they are opening right
now. In ways reflective of
cultural background and spiritual awareness, they align with that which is
good. If your belief system allows, to these numbers can be added those not in
human form~~guides, angels, and enlightened beings who’ve left their physical
bodies~~all giving themselves unceasingly to the Divine. And this prayer now
unites us with them all.
“I join my small voice to your vast chorus,
add my tiny flame to your glorious fire.”
There’s something about the immediacy of this line that
always energizes me. No longer am I a single practitioner sitting on a cushion
or meeting with a handful of friends in weekly meditation. I am now consciously
linked with a multitude of others. The teaching that all is a vibrant
interconnected whole comes alive in me. I am absorbed into a greater flow. And
for a few moments, I sing and shine from there.
Soon, though, it is time to move into the rest of my life.
Can I maintain a connection to that Oneness, with harmonious voice and shining
flame? Sometimes. Other times, not so much. This is as it should be. We are
apprentices all.
Just as training the voice is essential to take one’s place
in a choral group, we need coaching to best express our essence in the world.
The beauty is that the world itself provides this mentoring. We are continually
given experiences that allow us to cultivate our own voice and, through the
feedback received, refine it.
In that vast chorus referred to in the prayer, our
instrument is our mind and emotions, our personality, our psyche, our intuitive
sense. Our heart and our soul. We are students learning to sing. Some lessons are
pleasant and come easily to us. Others make us dig deep.
When we greet every experience consciously, as an exercise
perhaps designed specifically for us, our tone grows clear and strong. Our
vocal range extends, and our ability to improvise in response to the emanations
of others increases. We come to delight in the notes themselves, expressing
them deftly, playfully. We find our particular niche in that magnificent chorus
and sing our hearts out in a song that is our very life.
And what about that tiny flame that is ours alone? We give
it away. Brightly shining, we joyfully cast our light into that glorious fire
that births and consumes us all.
Sing your refrain joyfully. Shine your light generously. Sing and burn. Burn and sing.
Loanne Marie
To read the essay about this prayer's first line, I breathe with the universal forces of creation, click here.
To read the entire prayer, click here.
To read the essay about this prayer's first line, I breathe with the universal forces of creation, click here.
To read the entire prayer, click here.
2 comments:
Lo -- These are two exceptional paragraphs.
"When we greet every experience consciously, as an exercise perhaps designed specifically for us, our tone grows clear and strong. Our vocal range extends, and our ability to improvise in response to the emanations of others increases. We come to delight in the notes themselves, expressing them deftly, playfully. We find our particular niche in that magnificent chorus and sing our hearts out in a song that is our very life.
And what about that tiny flame that is ours alone? We give it away. Brightly shining, we joyfully cast our light into that glorious fire that births and consumes us all.
Whew. The analogy to learning to sing is so apt -- and so wonderfully forgiving. Nice to remember when it comes to judging our/my progress in being present. Only practice strenghtens the voice and the Now. So true. Many thanks -- the whole essay was great -- including your creative engagement with prayers. I make them up, but I've never played with one I read. There's a first time for everything - S
Yes, I collect metaphors that remind me that perfection is not required or expected. When I hit a wrong note~~well, I'm just learning. A singer in training. As it should be.
Thanks for the compliments! And thanks for reading!!!
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