04-12-2012, 12:00 AM
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As if I'd slept a thousand years underwater I wake into a new season. I
am the blue lotus rising. I am the cup of dreams and memory opening--I,
the thousand-petaled flower. At dawn the sun rises naked and new as a
babe; I open myself and am entered by light. This is the joy, the slow
awakening into fire as one by one the petals open, as the fingers that
held tight the secret unfurl. I let go of the past and release the
fragrance of flowers.
I open and light descends, fills me and passes through, each thin blue
petal reflected perfectly in clear water. I am that lotus filled with
light reflected in the world. I float content within myself, one flower
with a thousand petals, one life lived a thousand years without haste,
one universe sparking a thousand stars, One GOD alive in a thousand
people.
If you stood on a summer's morning on the bank under a brilliant sky, you
would see the thousand petals and say that together they make the
lotus. But if you lived in its heart, invisible from without, you might
see how the ecstasy at its fragrant core gives rise to its thousand
petals. What is beautiful is always that which is itself in essence, a
certainty of being. I marvel at myself and the things of earth.
I float among the days in peace, content. Not part of the world, the
world is all the parts of me. I open toward the light and lift myself to
the Gods on the perfume of prayer. I ask for nothing beyond myself. I
own everything I need. I am content in the company of GOD, a prayer that
contains its own answer. I am the lotus. As if from a dream, I wake up
laughing.
-BECOMING
THE LOTUS
From the Papyrus of Ani -
Awakening Osiris: The Egyptian Book of the Dead. Normandi Ellis (Translator)
As if I'd slept a thousand years underwater I wake into a new season. I
am the blue lotus rising. I am the cup of dreams and memory opening--I,
the thousand-petaled flower. At dawn the sun rises naked and new as a
babe; I open myself and am entered by light. This is the joy, the slow
awakening into fire as one by one the petals open, as the fingers that
held tight the secret unfurl. I let go of the past and release the
fragrance of flowers.
I open and light descends, fills me and passes through, each thin blue
petal reflected perfectly in clear water. I am that lotus filled with
light reflected in the world. I float content within myself, one flower
with a thousand petals, one life lived a thousand years without haste,
one universe sparking a thousand stars, One GOD alive in a thousand
people.
If you stood on a summer's morning on the bank under a brilliant sky, you
would see the thousand petals and say that together they make the
lotus. But if you lived in its heart, invisible from without, you might
see how the ecstasy at its fragrant core gives rise to its thousand
petals. What is beautiful is always that which is itself in essence, a
certainty of being. I marvel at myself and the things of earth.
I float among the days in peace, content. Not part of the world, the
world is all the parts of me. I open toward the light and lift myself to
the Gods on the perfume of prayer. I ask for nothing beyond myself. I
own everything I need. I am content in the company of GOD, a prayer that
contains its own answer. I am the lotus. As if from a dream, I wake up
laughing.
-BECOMING
THE LOTUS
From the Papyrus of Ani -
Awakening Osiris: The Egyptian Book of the Dead. Normandi Ellis (Translator)