The Law of Last Year’s Language
I am reading another book by Cynthia Bourgeault that depicts the story of her union with a mystical soul, Rafe, first on the physical plane, and after his death, between the realms. Have you ever had a feeling of pure joy when the words reverberate through your body in complete resonance with your soul? They bring clarity and balance and were meant to reach you Now. Some Souls touch you so deeply. You savor their Beings through their words. They open the closed chambers of your heart and bring you to harmonious union with yourself. God has a large support team and as long you tune in and move with the flow of every offering, you receive what is offered. Yesterday morning, I was sitting in front of one of my book shelves, while a young man was fixing my water heater, when my gaze paused on the book by Hermann Hesse, The Glass Bead Game. When God wants to impress something on us, she creates a link of synchronicities, so we don’t miss the importance of the gift. Later into the night, when I was reading Cynthia’s story, a poem by Hermann Hesse from that same book was referenced in a very powerful way. Here is the poem gift:
Stages
By
Hermann Hesse
As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us at every age
Be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.
Serenely let us move to distant places
And let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
But lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
If we accept a home of our own making,
Familiar habit makes for indolence.
We must prepare for parting and leave-taking
Or else remain the slaves of permanence.
Even the hour of our death may send
Us speeding on to fresh and newer spaces,
And life may summon us to newer races.
So be it, heart: bid farewell without end.
It tells me to leave the past and center into my present heart. It tells me to love unconditionally and that all focus on needs, reciprocities, expectations robs me from feeling the swelling love that took a decade to cultivate. It tells me to see the beauty in chaos and change. It tells me to leave behind the remorse, the regrets, the nostalgia. It tells me I am on the path that restores my wholeness and in that process can’t dwell on the hows and whys of the fragmentations. As Rilke wrote, “ The free animal has its decrease perpetually behind it, and God in front.”
It tells me to love wholeheartedly!
