To Wonder Upon Infinity

What is life, this delicate strength that animates us and the world in which we live? Miracles inhabit every corner: we need look no further than how a simple, fleeting thought may blink an eye or tilt the head, or how we may slowly breathe in and examine the sweet smells of summer. On the vast canvas of material being that stretches through all of existence, is not everything in the everyday world extraordinary and wonderful, each piece constantly changing its appearance and position? Clouds become puddles and mountains become stones.

We can see that all material energy is involved in the dance of creation, coming and going, building and falling, as must our small bodies if they are to be a part of the material life: grains in the vast weight of the universe. Surely, an atom in an arm is no less fantastic than an atom at the center of a great star. This being so, it must behave so, moving from one body to another when it is time. To suffer through life into death involves a brief ownership of a thing that must change its form and pass away. However, not everything is material. Deep love cannot dissolve, nor can our awareness slip away without our consent. Both can become more of what they are, and so we must carefully ask ourselves what it is we truly possess.

If we are more than a physical person, someone that is never born and never dies, someone that is on Earth only for a moment, it is right to ask what we were before this life, and where will we go when we leave it. But let us delve even deeper and ask how long have we all waited and prepared for the work that consumes us? And taking the longer view, what choices are really ours? By asking these questions, we may then step out of the circle of our human selves into a childlike awareness of infinity and into the limitless energy that must be God.

To contemplate the wonder of the Infinite and enter into its beauty is an act of love, an expression of devoted surrender to the way things are. We cannot contain infinity with the mind, only merge with it with the heart. As we close our outer eyes and look with inner sight at the heavens above us, let us understand that all moments are equal in the expanse of the Infinite, and that we can only pray in the moment that holds us. In the beautiful calm of Being, only this moment has any value.