The day of Resurrection has arrived, ironically, born out of some of the worst acts of mankind. Once again, the darkness unknowingly served the Light. I love Peter's words in this line of scripture, for their inclusiveness. In this one simple but powerful statement, he encapsulated a potent message of the ministry of Christ, then and now, in a totally non-sectarian way, applicable to all.
Jesus' willing sacrifice showed us how to escape a life of EMPTINESS.
The tomb, which held Christ's body yesterday, is empty of it today. He is Risen. In union with God (ha! a "yogi", showing us how to levitate)....he shows us how to elevate above pettiness, possessiveness, insecurity, slander, gossip, envy, betrayal, competition, hatred, anger, hypocrisy, materialism, emotional blackmail, judgment, the desire to be right, the madness of revenge and retaliation, violence and bullying.
The fearful human psyche holds all of these low vibration traits, which we inherited from our ancestors, who became obsessed with survival, and then with greed, and simply forgot that they were Spirit templed in flesh for a time. We buy in to the insanity hook, line and sinker (wheh-heh-hellll- a fishing image was apropos, for after all Jesus was the "fisher of men" :-) ) until we awaken. The small, egoic self we are protecting, hypnotized by the illusion of the material, is actually killing us, slowly and painfully. We go through mechanical motions of life, joyless, dry and vindictive...and there is nothing more wasteful or sad. If there is such a thing as "sin" then I believe this must be the greatest of them.
It is only when we have suffered enough and are sick and tired of it that we will muster the courage to throw off the shroud and to roll away the stone. Then we too may Arise and prefer the vulnerability of life to the slow decay of death-while-breathing. We too may leave behind all that is of the Shadow, accepting the painful lessons of the Cruxifiction, and enter fully and consciously into the Light. We will know the Bliss of the Resurrection only by allowing the Fire of Love to burn untamed in the now-empty tomb of the heart.
Happy Uprising to you all, with all of my love, holding your hand as we Journey Home
- Siri Amrita Kaur
Today is Holy Saturday and Jesus is entombed. My thoughts today are on His mother, on this day when she has borne this seventh sword piercing her heart and now fully 'earned' the title Our Lady of Sorrows- an accolade I am certain her human heart would rather have avoided if not for her incredible obedience to the Will of God.
There is a beautiful account of Mary standing in a doorway as Jesus was processed through the streets on the way to Calvary. She looks upon the body of her son: He has been beaten, He has been scourged, His head is pierced by a crown of thorns, His blood is flowing and He is so weak, yet forced to carry his patibulum, bowed beneath its punishing weight. As their eyes meet, feeling the intensity of His mother's pain at the sight of Him, Jesus falls to the ground for the second time. No words are spoken but the Mother's heart breaks wide open yet again, pierced by this Fourth Sorrow. Oblivious to the personal danger to which this exposed her, she ran to her son, threw herself on her knees at His side and embraced Him. I believe she did this instinctively, to bring HIM comfort. And I believe she was able, by this, from deep within her own pain, to give her son the courage to get up and finish the Work before Him, in the way in which it had to come to pass.
These, from my perspective, are Mary's everlasting and most profound teachings to all of humanity (actually, regardless of our religious persuasions, or if we haven't any at all): how to obey Divine Will in a state of Perfect Grace; how to stand steady in the face of ridicule, opposition, hatred, at the foot of the Cross (symbolic of whatever our personal human suffering), out of Perfect Courage and her ultimate lesson, the greatest of all- how to do this from a place of Perfect Love.
Mary, Divine Mother of Sorrows, bless us who sorrow in any and all ways. Teach us how to live with Open Hearts despite the pain and vulnerabilty that often goes hand in hand with this. Teach us how enter and dwell within a Space of Grace. And thank you for the Lesson of your life.
Reflecting this morning on these penultimate words of Jesus on the cross and wondering how He uttered them. Was it with resignation, as He knew His physical death was immiment? Was it with pride, that he had shown no cowardice? Was it with sorrow, for all from whom He was parting...his mother and his friends? Was it with resentment, for the way in which he had been betrayed by Judas, a man he called brother and disciple? Was he angry at having been falsely accused and murdered for fictitional crimes?
I think that perhaps earlier in the cruxifixion process, He might have had all of these feelings, for after all, He was human, the Word made flesh. We are told that at about the ninth hour of His ordeal, likely at the pinnacle of physical pain and mental anguish, Christ cried out "My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?". In this, and by those words, He gave us, forever, the gift of perceiving His humanity, whereby we can can embrace ours. We see this avtaar, this enlightened Being that was Jesus, descending into a time of despair, struggle and darkness and feeling cast off by God the Father....and it resonates with us so deeply. We who so often doubt, we who so often fear, we who so often feel betrayed and alone.
But I believe that by the time he uttered the words: "It is finished", he had processed through his humanity and reconnected with his Divinity. So it was said with acceptance and an incredible amount of Love. Love for God, Love for Self and Love for all others. He had already forgiven the betrayals and all of the ugliness which represented the worst of people acting out of their smallness. He was invested with a a great peace, I think, for He had done what He was sent to do; he had obeyed Divine Will. And He proved that all of the concerted efforts of the dark are ulimately ineffective in extinguishing The Light. They killed his body, but they could not kill his message: the Good News, whereby the Via Dolorosa was transformed to the Via Delamor.
As the time of testing drew to its end the scriptures say He uttered: "Father, into Your Hands I commend my spirit"....ex-pire, His breath left. And the sense I have is of triumph (without pride), merger with God and overwhelming peace for a destiny fulfilled.
He has shown us how to go Home...The Way, The Truth and The Life. Now is the time of Resurrection. Death, and all that is of death, has no power over us. Life is meant to be lived in truth, walking the path of the Spirit. We were created out of Love and are meant to Love, such that there is none held in reserve by the time we draw that last breath. Then Let There Be Peace, within and without.
Happy Easter, with all my love....
I am a field of awareness. Any thing beyond that is identification with form...