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Commentary by Ivan M. Granger
There was a time when I lived on Maui, without much money but surrounded by stunning natural beauty. I stayed in a place half-way up Haleakala Volcano, at the edge of a eucalyptus forest. I fasted a lot in those days, and several times a week I would walk barefoot into the woods. Hidden among the trees was a small rock cave, just large enough for me to sit upright in meditation. To sit quietly in the cool, silent embrace of the Earth -- a true blessing!
Though I now live in a small city, in a computer-powered world, I still carry that time with me in my heart. That memory continuously reminds me that, in spite of skyscrapers and the Internet, the world is not man-made. All the works of humanity are small accomplishments compared with the panoramic living miracle of the Earth.
The ground below us, sky above us, breath within us -- all is the living Earth.
The Earth is the stage for our dramas.
Let us thank the Earth
That offers ground for home
And hold our feet firm
To walk in space open
To infinite galaxies.
Not only could we not act without the Earth, we could not dream. The images the objects, the colors that populate the human psyche, they are all of the Earth too. The Earth speaks to us, and gives us a vocabulary to speak back.
The Earth is the place of birth, the stuff of life, and rest in death.
The kindness of the Earth,
Opening to receive
Our worn forms
Into the final stillness.
The Earth is our everything.
While we as individuals live out the span of years alotted to us, the Earth is the full embodiment, the whole multiplicity of Life.
The tangible hints at the intangible. Matter expresses spirit. Earth gives form to heaven. How can we not honor that form? It is sacred. And it is us. You and I emerge to incarnate that form. Our challenge is to awaken and incarnate the secret light it suggests.
That we may awaken,
To live to the full
The dream of the Earth
Who chose us to emerge
And incarnate its hidden night
In mind, spirit, and light.
Take some time today to sit on the Earth. Run your fingers through the grass. Feel the quiet strength filling your bones. Know you are home.
Have a beautiful day!
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