Wishing You.
This year is ending! Time to welcome in a new brighter year.
It may not have been an easy year for some of you.
Whenever we go through turmoil, be it through bad economic times, war, strife, disease or attack, we begin to contemplate our mortality.
We may forget that we are not small mortal beings, born but to die, to smile awhile but mostly suffer pain, only to end our short lives in misery and ill health.
I composed this short poem (borrowed heavily from the Course In Miracles) to help us remember:
There is a light in you, which cannot die
Whose presence is so holy
That the world is sanctified because of you.
The waves of the ocean bow down before you
And the trees extend their arms
To shield you from the heat.
They lay their golden leaves before you on the ground,
That you may walk in softness.
The flowers offer their scent
As a gift to you
While the wind sinks to a whisper
Around your holy head.
All living things are holy,
There is a light in them that cannot die.
All wrongs you dreamt you did,
Are foolish ancient thoughts.
The past is gone with all its fantasies
It keeps you bound no longer.
The light in you is what the universe longs to behold.
There is a light in you, which cannot die
Whose presence is so holy
That the world is sanctified because of you.
Wishing you a world of light,
Tali Landsman
It may not have been an easy year for some of you.
Whenever we go through turmoil, be it through bad economic times, war, strife, disease or attack, we begin to contemplate our mortality.
We may forget that we are not small mortal beings, born but to die, to smile awhile but mostly suffer pain, only to end our short lives in misery and ill health.
I composed this short poem (borrowed heavily from the Course In Miracles) to help us remember:
There is a light in you, which cannot die
Whose presence is so holy
That the world is sanctified because of you.
The waves of the ocean bow down before you
And the trees extend their arms
To shield you from the heat.
They lay their golden leaves before you on the ground,
That you may walk in softness.
The flowers offer their scent
As a gift to you
While the wind sinks to a whisper
Around your holy head.
All living things are holy,
There is a light in them that cannot die.
All wrongs you dreamt you did,
Are foolish ancient thoughts.
The past is gone with all its fantasies
It keeps you bound no longer.
The light in you is what the universe longs to behold.
There is a light in you, which cannot die
Whose presence is so holy
That the world is sanctified because of you.
Wishing you a world of light,
Tali Landsman
