Monday, November 29, 2010

The Midwife

Fear disintegrates on the periphery of the radiance of the Being God brought into existence, who is now being born into this world.

The ego stands as midwife, a guardian who has done its duty in protecting the infant until now, like St. Joseph who took in the Virgin Mary, trusting that the angel had spoken truth and that her Baby was the Holy Savior.

Now Joseph witnesses the emergence of the young King, and bows in gratitude as his long labor reaches its honorable conclusion. Joseph has done what he could with limited abilities and now carefully surrenders the protectorate. At last he may worship as others do, withdrawing into the subservient role of the Holy One's esteemed patron, counselor on some matters and obedient subject on all others.

Praise God, the Child lives! He arises into the Light, for he IS the Light.

The sun is in His wings,

Beauty is on His brow,

Salvation in His touch.

1 comment:

  1. Shine your Light, your Light within us...
    as in all Light, so in all form.

    Amen. Beautiful Post.