Day 18: Fingers of the Divine
These past few evenings I have been traveling out to my labyrinth and curling up in the center. I can feel the Earth beneath me and that She is glad I am there. I feel her well up with Mother Love. I feel supported in that labyrinth. I feel grateful for this journey, though I often don't understand it. I feel the energy circulating. I feel the Divine Knowing there. I feel how we are all one and I am grateful.
We were not all created to live the same path with the same religious or spiritual views. Our Creator loves diversity. She didn't create only one type of flower or one type of tree. She created each one unique unto itself. And she did so us as well.
There is no one size fits all religion or spiritual truth.
Our souls are fingerprints of the divine. No two are ever alike, and each has a differnt purpose, just like a pinkie finger has a different purpose than a thumb. One is not better, nor more important than the other. A pinkie cannot do the job of a thumb and we wouldn't expect it to. The hand would be incomplete without either. There is much work to be done on this planet and we all have our own unique contribution. We are fingers on the hand of the Divine, and must learn to work together.
34 Days of Kundalini Yoga.
18 Days of this writing practice.
I am complete.