I stepped out on the front porch first thing this morning to connect for a moment with the larger world of which I am part, and was overwhelmed by the grandeur of it all.
It’s one of those clear, sunny days that Colorado is so good at, and as I looked up at the blue vault above me I realized, not for the first time, that here was my own boundless nature being reflected back to me.
A jet liner was streaking across the sky like a slim white dagger and I reflected for a moment on another miracle: inside that sleek projectile were a hundred or two hundred or however many people each with their own dreams and their own part to play in the cosmic dance.
I saw vastness and I saw also the wonder of tiny things: the elegance of grass and fallen leaves; the proud blue spruce tree outside my study window that remains unperturbed by any of our human perplexities and is one of my best friends.
“Better late than never,” they say. I guess that’s me. Here I am, 82 years old, and only now, it seems, is the abundance of my own true nature – your true nature -- dawning on me.
We are not the creatures of poverty we sometimes imagine ourselves to be. We are Children of Light and we have been born rich.
All the wealth of the universe is ours: the wealth of love, the wealth of truth, the wealth of imagination and new ideas, the wealth of courage -- and, as I was discussing a few weeks ago, the wealth of inner peace.
All we have to do is to give expression to the wealth that is within us. All we have to do is to accept our abundant nature.
My love to you. As always, I’d love to share any thoughts you may have.
PS I have been working in recent weeks to finish a short non-fiction eBook about my experience with cancer during this past year. It will be a positive book, with a positive message about this much-feared illness. I hope to publish it early in the New Year. I’ll keep you in touch about this, if I may.