Tonight as I open up my computer to write, the above phrase jumped into my head – one of the names given to Kuan Yin, a female deity in Buddhist tradition, known to have supreme compassion as Mother to all beings. Having just traveled safely from Illinois to North Carolina through a miraculously open corridor of dry and open road in a country battered with storms coming this way from several directions, arriving just minutes before the big one moves in, I feel the loving watch of a compassionate Mother and want to acknowledge my gratitude. And having just gotten a letter from a friend who has recently lost a dearly loved one to suicide, as she attempts to make sense of what has happened I feel the Compassionate Mother speaking through her heart, mind and voice. She sees, loves, and offers true insight to the grieving.
There is one who mothers us, each of us, compassionately. Her visage and name come in many forms, from a variety of cultures and stories. She is the spirit and presence in all of them, true and real. My thanks to this Mother tonight as I sleep in the warm bed of a friend who has taken me in since my own home can’t be reached. I ask mercy for all who are challenged by these storms.
January 28, 2011 at 9:50 pm |
Love this, but then, I usually love your posts. Mentioning North Carolina. I’m studying the history and theology of Quakerism. There were three, not just one, American colonies that were Quaker. North Carolina was one of them. So, there is probably still a morphic field there from the early days of people committed to sitting in the Great Silence, intentionally gathering their spirits together to ask for Light, leading their lives in peace, equality, community, integrity, and simplicity (these are the core values). I like that you might be blessed by this! The early ones used to say, “Mind the Light.” As Jungians, we would equally say, “Mind the darkness, too.” But let Light shine on your journey! God knows, you have been experiencing darkness, it seems fair to say. Love you, DR
January 30, 2011 at 12:02 am |
Darita, I like that I might be in the morphic field of all of that lovely spirituality too. I know I am in the resonance of the mountains and her people, and am fortunate enough with that too. Thanks for your thoughts and support. xo