Heart of the Universe

Heart of the Universe

Today I am borrowing  from a song title. I’ve always been fascinated with the idea that there just might be a HEART that belongs to the Universe connecting each and every one of our hearts both in human form and the great spirits beyond! Yes, I already know I have odd thoughts sometimes…so I can laugh along with you. The song is called the Heart of the Universe. It is by beautiful pianist Peter Later and Snatam Kauur as a singer. It’s a beautiful song and it somehow captured MY heart during my meditations. The words that always capture me most are “Angels sing on rays of light.” If you want to hear the SONG…click on the name of the song above.

Ever since the passing on of my brother Bill, those words have captivated me because I can picture his amazing beautiful tenor voice along with his soul traveling on rays of light throughout the Universe! I know he is spreading his tremendous LOVE just like that! And I can still close my eyes and recapture the heavenly music I experienced during my Near Death Experience. The music was in a tone quality that we simply cannot hear in this realm. They still make my heart sing bringing pure JOY into my life! But, while we may not hear the heavenly music…our hearts DO have messages for us all the time! I KNOW that…how? Oh yes, from the HEART of the Universe!

JOY was also connecting to my heart this week. I loved hearing the words of Suzanne Giesemann in her Sunday weekly sharing about “how” we can always count on the the joy that lives within us, regardless of our circumstances at the moment.

Are we LISTENING?

The song goes on “There’s a space that exists with us and around us where angels sing on rays of light.” So if there are angels singing to us and probably sharing some incredible insights with us, are we LISTENING? I know that far to often we sit in silence wondering why we haven’t heard an incredible message. I have learned that to REALLY “listen” we need to let go of our need to hear it at the moment we THINK it should happen. It WILL happen…but we have to be open and simply love hearing it whenever it arrives~ our impatience can sometimes be our worst enemy. When I visualize the Heart of the Universe I can’t help but picture a GIGANTIC web with threads connecting each and every one of us together. I believe it is our collective ENERGY of LOVE that keeps the Heart of the Universe connecting  the whole of creation.

Are we LISTENING?

How do we make sure we are listening at any point in time? Perhaps this poem might help you. Marj recently attended a “Retreat” of like minded souls that gather through a model provided by Parker Palmer. I have attended them in the past too and KNOW there are always great poems to help us ponder life. Marj shared many but this one spoke to me. I felt it was well worth sharing so you could ponder on the meaning for YOU. With winter still gripping at our mind, body, and soul…

Listening to Winter

The trees have shed their colorful autumn robes. Winter is raging through the dark, empty branches and I am listening. I am listening to the roar and to the quiet of winter. I am listening to a beauty that sometimes remains unseen.

I am listening.

I am listening to the seed hidden in the earth. I am listening to the dark swallowing up the light. I am listening to faith rising out of doubt. I am listening to the need to believe without seeing.

I am listening.

I am listening to the season of contemplation, to the urgency of our world’s need for reflection. I am listening to all that waits within the earth, to bulbs, and seeds, to deep roots dreaming. I am listening to the sacred winter rest.

I am listening.

I am listening to long nights, comforting darkness, fruitful darkness, beautiful darkness. I am listening to the darkness of the winter season. I am listening to the sparks of hope within the darkness.

I am listening.

I am listening to storms raging out my window, to storms raging in my heart. I am listening to all that makes me pull my cloak a little tighter. I am listening to trust buried deep in the ground of my being.

I am listening.

I am listening to the kind permission of the season to rest more often, to reflect more deeply, to pray without words. I am listening to the sacrament of non-doing.

I am listening to the quiet life in winter’s womb. I am listening to winter, nurturing spring. I am listening to brilliant winter sunsets and lovely frosty mornings. I am listening to snowflakes flying through the air, to the cold winds that often blow out there, to bare trees, so lovely in their emptiness, to one leaf that never did let go.

I am listening.

I am listening to winter handing over to spring. I am listening to the poetry of winter.

I am listening.

~ by Macrina Wiederkehr

We are listening to the HEART of the UNIVERSE!