The bridal chamber is that place I blogged about before, the place that is expansive. When we are led there, it's like we have room again. We are in a place where we can take root, and our spirit can grow. We ultimately, spiritually, from how I'm seeing it, have to go through a two part process. The first is to let go of the things that weigh us down. We have to somehow give it up. I have had some success with this through prayer and crying. It works, really well. But I have to dig deep to get the crap out. After I've cleared away the nonsense, I move into the expansive place. This is the marriage between me and god. In my mind's eye, it's always a field. A big open field. And god is the light, the earth is god too, we are the seed and we are able to receive god's support, god's love, god's insight, and god's time and space. I now how room to grow. So we grow, in this light we grow and then we blossom, we become "trees that house the birds of heaven." We become our true selves, we fulfill our purpose. We find our unique calling that God has for us, and it isn't narrow. It's really expansive, it's more expansive than what we had before. I know that "god's will" becomes a block because we think god will want for us, may be what a lot of narrow religious people wanted for us. But that's not it. God really has the fulfillment of dreams and your deepest longings in mind. God put those seeds in you so that they would grow.
In the bridal chamber, we discover our purpose. And that purpose is always something that fills us up so much, that we are overflowing and we give back. It's not giving in the worldly sense, it's a whole different kind of fulfillment. It's being so full, so joyous, and so clear that we have nothing left to do but to give of it. We have too much for just ourselves. We become the light of the world, to shine on all people. It's not a tense thing, it's not a selfless thing. It's a matter of fulfillment.
I struggle every day to get into the "bridal chamber" or the open field. I have spent weeks without it since my experience in my mother's arms. I suspect I will come in and out of this place over and over. I don't think we arrive and are just "in". It does not work like that. I get kicked out of the bridal chamber, right quick, but it's not by god, it's by me. It's by the things I put on that I let feed off me, and keep me from being "simple". The irony is, once I can enter in simply, I become more expansive, so the simplicity isn't like a constant state. It's just you can't cross the bridge with too much "baggage." I really hate the word baggage, because baggage is often the best conduit to recognizing your true self. I find that chasing my pain helps me to enter into the bridal chamber. I'm still not sure how that's working. So don't be afraid of your baggage. Just be afraid of being in a lie. I think that's a much more important to recognize.
In love.
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