From Becoming to Being through Remembering: Embarking Upon A New Project

Artist Carnelia Bogorin

I have shared before, when embarking or even just preparing one's self for a new project, the transformation that must be undertaken of one's spirit and soul can be like no other transformation.  At least for me it seems my spirit and soul must engage in an internal battle of one sort or another before I can embark.  So ...  here we go again.

It is said that when you "remember", then you "remember".  It seems the teachers I have been "blessed" to have often speak in riddles.  Words to make my own choices based upon a deep introspect of self.

I recently watched a video that reminded me of my own journey of remembering.  It was a video of a woman hearing for the first time through an implanted device.  The tears flowed because she had not known what she did not know.  It is the same with spiritual sight and remembering, when you are asleep it is dark, when you awaken and suddenly walk into the light - you are blinded.  You can not see any more than when you were asleep; yet, if you do not give up and you allow your eyes to adjust, they will come into an alignment.  A whole new spectrum of vision will appear.  Suddenly it will be so crystal clear seeing beyond the horizon, you not only feel the bright rays of sun, but now you see the rainbow vibrancy.  Love and peace - life is good.

Even on days when the spiritual vision is gray, you look upward to the moon at night.  If there is a tree, we graciously thank it for the shade and respite before turning back to the heat of the sun.   If it is cold, we have learned to embrace and warm with the flames of the eternal love torch within.  We can do this because we trust that the sun will return and warm the flesh once more.  This dark times the light of a single star remains a beacon to follow.

As I reflect backwards to remember the moments, I remember the words of a teacher - There will come a time when you must be your own torch, for there will be no others around to observe.  You must remember to be the fire itself.  Learn to be the fire.  Do not just observe someone else's fire.  One path may appear illuminated brilliantly and the other shrouded in foggy mist where on a droplet of water offers a prism of light, if you are not the fire within how will you find your way.  To the naked eye it is apparent which path to follow - the brilliant shy one.  Another teacher's words ring true - not all that appears as gold is truly gold.

Nothing is ever as it appears when you first reveal it - it takes time for the spiritual vision to align itself.  A subtle refraction of a prism like a rainbow to focus upon.  As the vision readjust from a brilliantly lead way, the winds whisper softly "become the fire so that when walk upon the darkest places it is filled with prisms of rainbow light".  

This past week nine departures to the Summerlands in six days.  Darkness or rainbow prisms?  As steps into the unknown, transforming with spirit, remembering, with aligning and life to inspire the rekindling of embers, with all the clearing, releasing, and purifying that comes when a breath of oxygen is received to breath life into the womb - it is then one sees there is no darkness and no light, only a prism of rainbow colors from the deepest of blacks to the brilliant golds.  Shades that bleed into one another forming colors 

never experienced within.

So as begins to embark upon a new project, I pause to remember . . .