Rev. Eileen Patra, is an author, ordained Unity Minister, Licensed Unity Teacher and Certified Spiritual Educator. She is the author of The Mystical Ark: A Vessel of Blessings to be released in the spring of 2019. In 2014 Rev. Eileen received the Ruth M. Mosley Award for Outstanding Achievement in Ministry while serving as the Senior Minister at Unity of Livonia, MI. Rev. Eileen has also served as the Teen Ministry Consultant, for the Great Lakes Region of Unity and as the founding minister of Unity of the Lakes in West Branch, Michigan.
Rev. Eileen is an inspiring and passionate speaker who brings her love for Unity principles and their power to transform lives to people of all walks of life. Known for the active learning style of her classes and workshops, Rev. Eileen has shared the Unity message and its Positive Path for Spiritual Living with adults, teens and children throughout the Great Lakes Region.
Prior to her call to ministry, Rev. Eileen earned a Bachelor of Fine Arts Degree from the College for Creative Studies in Detroit. In her role as minister she strives to paint an image of innate wholeness and unlimited potential in the listener’s mind.
I wondered this morning why we say Happy St. Patrick’s Day. We could just as easily say Blessed St. Patrick’s Day. What makes this a happy day? (Besides the abundance of green beer?) In fact, what makes us happy any day?
I have a Happy Scale in my new day planner. Each morning I am supposed to rate my happiness from one to ten, with ten being the happiest I can be. I used this for a while before I noticed I never circled the number ten. I was mainly landing on eights and nines because I was working through something in my personal life. I was saving the ten for the day that situation would be resolved. It was as if I had determined I simply could not be totally happy until this issue was worked out in a way that could make me happy.
How absurd is that? Nothing makes us happy. Happiness is a choice. I heard someone say recently, “If you wait until everything in your life is okay before you can be happy, you’ll never be happy.” I was deeply touched by the wisdom of these words. They made me wonder if it was advisable to rate my happiness at all. By doing so, wasn’t I affirming a level of happiness less than I wanted to experience? What if I just circled 10 every morning and lived into that intention? I think this is a far more powerful way to use this scale.
If nothing can actually make us happy, how do we go about being happy? Affirming happiness would undoubtedly be a vital step. But more, looking within to acknowledge what we are and who we’ve come here to be can reconnect us to our divinity and a far greater experience of happiness. Whatever is happening in our human experience cannot compare to the oneness and wholeness we know when we look within to our divinity.
Perhaps that is how we might think of St. Patrick’s Day. A day to affirm the happiness of Spirit, of knowing on the deepest level that we are one with all that is and that nothing can disturb this indwelling peace and joy.
St. Patrick was born Irish. He became the patron saint and champion of Ireland through his actions. He was born in Scotland and was kidnapped and sold into slavery by Irish pirates. When he escaped, he attended a monastery. Then he returned to Ireland to preach the gospel, build churches, and drive away the metaphorical snakes. Metaphorical snakes because Ireland never had snakes. The reverence afforded to St. Patrick is for driving out that which caused pain and suffering by drawing people closer to their divine heritage. In doing so, he changed how people thought, how they felt, and the actions they took. Maybe this is why Irish Eyes Are Laughing!
When we say Happy St. Patrick’s Day today, let us remember to drive out the snaky thoughts of limitation, separation, and duality. Let us build the sanctuary of our hearts into a cathedral of Light and love. Let us be reminded of our divinity and connection to others, and let those thoughts guide us into a greater experience of happiness and joy.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day and multiple blessings on this day of celebrating the divinity of all. May pots of golden light shower you with love, Light, and wholeness.
“May the strength of God guide us, may the wisdom of God instruct us, may the hand of God protect us, may the word of God direct us. Be always ours this day and for evermore.” – Saint Patrick.
From wildfires on the west coast of the U.S. to the unprecedented hurricanes along the Atlantic seaboard, to worldwide viral death tolls and the loss of physical contact through social distancing, the world is experiencing a kind of mass grief. But grief is not a bad thing; it is a natural, cleansing process in which we reinvent ourselves in body, mind, and Spirit. There is great power in the activity of grieving. This power draws us ultimately into an increased sense of wholeness and well-being.
We may feel disconnected, uncertain, or even depressed during times of loss, both individually and collectively. Depression is often defined as a sadness so deep one cannot find their way out. But in fact, it is a sadness so thick that one finds it difficult to find the way in.
“In” is where our power lies. Within us is where we find the connection that surpasses all outer forms of connection. We are beings of light, meaning we are made up of light, taking shape as particles of form. This inner light is also expressed as various energy centers, often illustrated as all the colors of a rainbow. You might say that when life gets cloudy and begins to rain, there is a rainbow hidden within us that can lift us out of the storm and into a more empowered state of consciousness. The healing power of grief lies not outside of us but within us. And the key to accessing this power can be found by engaging in the process with intention and awareness. In this way, loss and grief become a powerful catalyst for transformation and healing in body, mind, and Spirit.
There are three power-filled phases to grief that augment the transformation and healing process when engaged with intention and awareness. These phases contain the traditional steps of grieving but are enhanced by understanding the underlying spiritual process. They are Acknowledgement, Appreciation, and Acceptance
Acknowledgment: We recognize the experiencing of grief individually and/or collectively
Denial is often the first response to loss because we resist change with all our might. But to utilize grief as a tool for empowerment, we must break through the hard shell of denial and acknowledge the loss and the submerged feelings that arise in its wake.
In this time of acknowledging grief, it is essential that we allow ourselves to feel our feelings, including sadness, anger, and whatever else comes up, and to move through the transformative opportunities they provide. We don’t get stuck in these feelings. We simply acknowledge them as a part of the process.
Judith Orloff in Health Benefits of Tears states, “…emotional tears … contain stress hormones which get excreted from the body through crying…. emotional tears shed these hormones and other toxins which accumulate during stress…. crying stimulates the production of endorphins, our body’s natural pain killer and “feel-good” hormones.”
Feeling our feelings, allowing ourselves to cry not only acknowledges our grief, it also initiates the healing process and the body’s natural healing hormones.
During this phase of grief, it is crucial that we take care of our bodies and spirits with proper rest, meditation, exercise, and silent contemplation about what is trying to be born in us and through us. We might even create mini-retreats for ourselves. While we move through this phase of acknowledgment, we must also avoid placing unrealistic goals or demands on ourselves. Grief is a signal that the body, mind, and Spirit are ready to slow down, reconnect with our inner power, and evolve.
Appreciation: We learn to appreciate what has been and what will be
It is important to bless our grief for the time of transformation and spiritual unfoldment it represents. Our inner power, call it Spirit, God within, the Christ, or the Higher Self is calling us to a new way of being, to something beyond whatever we perceive as lost.
In Truth, there is no loss. As beings of light, we are all facets of one Light. The illusion that we are separate from one another is just that – an illusion. What seems to be lost has simply transformed and leaves behind a variety of gifts that we are now called to embrace and demonstrate in a new way.
When we experience a loved one’s death, we may plan a Celebration of Life service or prepare a eulogy appreciating all they have been. Then we begin to embrace a new relationship with our loved one, one in which they are not physically present but now embedded in our minds and hearts. We begin to appreciate how their presence in our lives, however long or brief, has blessed us. Our eyes may become more open to how their presence has helped to shape and form who we have been and who we are yet to be.
Bless the opportunities given to us by grief and loss to go deeper, to reach higher, and to carry forth all that we have been as we evolve into something new. Bless the opportunity to move through anything that prevents us from recognizing the power that exists within us.
Acceptance: We release and let go, or “Let Go and Let God.”
In The Transformative Power of Grief, Christine Hunter-Robertson writes: “To free ourselves, we have to release the attachment gently with grace & ease. We are not losing our connection with those [or that which]we love we are in truth intensifying it… Discovering how close we all are to each other. Our Oneness is the way home.”
By releasing our stuff: the things, situations, people, jobs, beliefs we have become attached to, they lose the ability to own us. The rich young man whom Jesus told to sell all his possessions in Matthew 19 could not do it because his possessions (or the stuff held in his mind) were what led him, owned him, controlled him.
When we let go of our stuffor the idea of separation, we have more room to express oneness and wholeness. And as Hunter-Robertson says, “Oneness is the way home.” Oneness is the way beyond the current belief that we are separate from one another, separate from our source, and separate from even the earth itself. Oneness is the way in which we expand our consciousness beyond the limitations of these human bodies and know without a doubt that we are connected beyond any physical distancing, beyond any natural disaster, and beyond any illusion of separation. Oneness is indeed the way, the Truth, and the Light within the clouds, the rainbow calling us home.
Affirmations for this time of global transformation:
I release and let go of what was as I become what I am excited to be.
I release the bonds of separation, and I step easily and joyously into full awareness of oneness.
I live with joy and excitement as I move through this time of great transformation
Joy and excitement fill my body, mind, and Spirit as I embrace my transformation.
N.O.W. I see. Do you wonder what it is that I see? Or do you wonder what is different NOW that allows me to see what I could not see before? What I see is the omnipresence of God, the face of God in loved ones, neighbors, strangers, and yes, even in those whose actions I find disheartening. In the NOW I find the place between past and future, where time does not exist, and where Nothing Obstructs Wholeness
This past week has presented us with a kaleidoscope of images and feelings. The decline of new cases of COVID-19 and the conclusion of many Stay-Home orders has been juxtaposed with curfews, violence, looting, and military force all across the United States. And at the center of it all another black man, George Floyd, murdered by hatred and racism. When the world presents us with such disturbing physical images, it is easy to lose sight of the omnipresence of God.
Omnipresence, however, means everywhere present; God is present everywhere, all of the time. It cannot be otherwise. But there can be a disturbance that produces the illusion that God is not present. Yet we can create a window through the disturbance when we choose to see from the place where Nothing Obstructs Wholeness.
A Buddhist teaching depicted by three monks, one with hands over the eyes, one with hands over the ears, and one with hands over the mouth tells us to “See no evil. Hear no Evil. Speak no Evil.” This does not mean to pretend what our physical eyes behold is not there. It means to see above & beyond the disturbance to the omnipresence of God. It means to hear the voice of Spirit more clearly than the words of anger or hatred or their source, which is always fear. It means to speak only Truth, that which Spirit whispers in your ear.
To See No Evil is to See Only Truth A few years ago, I discovered a company that makes special corrective lenses for people with color blindness. People who are color blind see the world in muted colors with a spectrum as much as 90% less than those who are not color blind. Imagine witnessing the brilliance and beauty of color for the very first time. It would no doubt be an exciting and perhaps an emotional moment. Perhaps that’s the kind of excitement that occurred for the man born blind that Jesus healed. Jesus heals from the N.O.W. He discounts the idea that the man’s blindness is caused by the sins of his parents, or anything in the past. He says, instead, that the man is blind so that he might make God visible!
Jesus asks the man to make a choice. He says, “Do you want to be healed?” It’s your choice. You can keep being blind, or you can choose to see. Of course, the man says. “Yes. I want to see.” Then Jesus spits on the ground, makes a poultice of mud and rubs it on the man’s eyes. Then, Jesus tells the man to wash the mud (earthly illusion) from his eyes. The man removes the mud as directed, and suddenly, he can see. He then tells everyone he meets how listening to Jesus (the Christ Mind) has caused him to see.
It is vital to our individual and collective well-being that we choose to see the Truth. And, we must listen to the inspiration of the indwelling Christ Mind and wash the illusion of separation from our eyes, for it is not enough to See Only Truth. We must also Hear Only Truth.
To Hear No Evil is to Hear Only Truth We hear the Truth most clearly when we quiet the inner chatter through meditation and by paying attention to the many ways that Spirit speaks to us. You may hear it as a quiet voice somewhere within you. Or you may recognize it in a song that pops into your mind. Or perhaps a billboard message will speak to you. However it shows up, you will know the message is from Spirit because it will be grounded in Love. And it will inspire you to speak the Truth.
Speak No Evil is to Speak Only Truth The words we speak affect what we create and what we experience. It’s easy to get caught up in the illusion of separation and use our words in ways that further divide us. But be mindful that your words carry great power. Will you use your words to create a greater disturbance? Or will you use them to create windows in which the face of God can be seen? Speak Only Truth and then step into that Truth with inspired action. In other words, Do No Evil.
To Do No Evil is to Act Only from Truth Some people suggest there ought to be a fourth monk depicting Do No Evil. To Act Only from Truth is to let every action be inspired by the Christ Mind. The blind man would not have been healed if he had not taken the action inspired by the Christ to wash the mud from his eyes. Imagine a world in which everyone acted only from the Truth that we are all one with God and with one another.
Our world is in the process of a spiritual evolution. But humanity cannot evolve without shedding what no longer fits the vision of wholeness written on our hearts. That we see hatred, anger, and violence is not surprising – they are there. But are they there because we’ve failed? Are they there because of something done long ago? Or, are they showing up because it is time to bring them into the Light and wash them away? Are they coming up to present us with an opportunity to make God more visible, to take inspired action toward our collective spiritual evolution?
The question is not, “Is there hatred and racism in the world?” The question is, what will you do with them? Will you Let them lord over you? Cause you to be blind to the power of Spirit within you and within all beings? Or will you use them as a reason to practice the N.O.W. and to see the face of God in everyone? Will you use them as a reason to listen more fully to what Spirit is saying to you. Will you use them to speak only Truth and to shower the world with actions inspired by Love?
The world is presenting us with images that can, if we let them, obscure the presence of God. But we can choose at any time to enter the place in mind where Nothing Obscures Wholeness, where we can see above and beyond worldly illusions. In the quiet solitude of the N.O.W., we open our inner ears to the voice of Spirit and Hear Only Truth. In the N.O.W, we are inspired to Speak and Act Only from Truth.
See only Truth; Hear only Truth, Speak only Truth and act only from Truth, and you will clearly see the face of God and be the face of God you are intended to be.
Eileen Patra, is an author, ordained Unity minister, and inspirational speaker. She is the author of The Mystical Ark: A Vessel of Blessings, released in July 2019. In 2014 Eileen received the Ruth M. Mosley Award for Outstanding Achievement in Ministry while serving as the Senior Minister at Unity of Livonia, MI. Prior to her call to ministry, Eileen earned a Bachelor of Fine Arts Degree from the College for Creative Studies in Detroit. She has published dozens of spiritually-themed articles in local periodicals, online journals, and via this blog.
Although COVID-19 has limited our physical gatherings and much of our day-to-day activities, it has not separated us in either Spirit or Heart. We have been able to connect through the wonders of technology, including video calls and live streaming church services. Additionally, we have been encouraged to go outside, to walk our dogs, to take walks with people with whom we live. And here is what I’ve noticed on those walks.
There is a peaceful quiet in the neighborhood that feels simultaneously good and somehow foreign. I don’t remember when I’ve felt such a powerful stillness in the city. I suspect it was some lifetime ago, as a child playing in a neighbors yard. It is quiet, the birds are singing profusely, and neighbors are stopping what they are doing to say hello. And not just hello. There is a smile, a look of knowing of one another’s need to feel connected that leaks through that smile and touches my heart. In this time apart, we are truly connected by the heart.
Did you know that when two humans interact with one another, their heartbeats begin to synchronize? It seems that close physical proximity draws our heart energy into a matching rhythm. But this coherence of heart does not have to remain limited to physical proximity.
When we take time apart – not from one another – but from daily tasks, media reports, and worry, by going within to that very same heart space, we connect. We connect with our spiritual being, the divine spark that dwells within each of us. We connect through a network of Spirit that exceeds the Cloud, hosted by the Allness that we sometimes refer to as God, Allah, Spirit, or the One.
In the Allness, there is an infinite connection; each of us is like a strand of Light reaching outward into the world of form and returning back again. In this turning back again, we find rest, wholeness, and a thing called dominion.
In the Book of Genesis, God grants humankind dominion the earth and all the things that creep upon it. The most basic interpretation of this passage reveals a gift, one that allows humanity to rise to the top of the food chain. But there is so much more to this message.
Dominion means the ability to control or govern. Metaphysically, the plants, animals, and things that creep represent thoughts, words, and actions. Thoughts and ideas that are fruitful and in coherence with the Allness produce experiences of abundance, creativity, and well-being. Thoughts out of alignment with the wholeness of God may, when given much attention, create experiences that lack wholeness and well being.
Created in the image and likeness of the power that created the universe, we, too, are creative. Our thoughts, words, and actions create our experiences, the quality of our relationships, and ultimately, our world.
Certainly, fleeting thoughts like “what would happen if a dinosaur entered the room right now?” are not likely to manifest. Why? Because we don’t give those kinds of thoughts, much attention. They pass through our minds, we smile or frown, and then we think something else.
It’s the thoughts we give a great deal of attention to, the ones we allow to occupy our minds and hearts, that produce more of the same. Our thoughts are contagious. They grow and multiply – and they tend to manifest in our bodies, our experiences, and our world. So, why not choose those thoughts carefully, from a higher consciousness?
What if Love and all the ways it harmonizes, draws together, and replicates itself, were our most prominent thought? What if kindness and compassion and the assurance of abundance occupied the most significant space in our minds and hearts?
The thought would become contagious. It would expand and open those channels of Light that connect us one heart to another. The resulting energy would become so strong that nothing could interrupt the flow of Love and Light from one heart to the other. Nothing out of alignment with this integral connection with God would have any power or ability to manifest or replicate. We would be choosing to exercise dominion over all that manifests in the world. We would know that, at times, we may be physically apart, but always, we are together in the heart and mind of God.
As the celebration of Christmas grows near, so too do the signs of the Wonder of Christmas; lights, nativity scenes, shopping and wrapping of special gifts, trimming of trees, and the look of wonder in the eyes of children. It is, as the song suggests, “the most wonderful time of the year.” Until it isn’t.
A day meant to fill our hearts with joy, and hope often gets lost in the stress of meeting expectations, our own and those of the world around us. For some, the day itself may be associated with painful memories or the loss of loved ones. “Where is the wonder?” Your heart may ask.
The Wonder can still be found. It lies in a deeper and richer understanding of the nativity story itself, one that goes beyond the words transcribed on the page. Historians and Bible scholars debate the facts and authenticity of the story. Dates and times do not align with the scarce bits of recorded history from the time. The story seems to be purposeful in connecting Jesus to the lineage of the House of David, which causes some to speculate its intention. But the Wonder is not to be found in aligning historical facts or scriptural prophecies. It is found in the deeper meaning of a story rich with symbolism.
Jesus taught through parables, stories that symbolized elements of the human experience, its challenges, endeavors, and divine potential. His followers would have done the same. They would have incorporated this compelling, symbolic story-telling into their work and embedded it in the most magnificent parable of all, the birth, life, and death of their Master and Way-shower, Jesus.
What then, are the characters and elements of the nativity story trying to tell us? Could each of them be an aspect of our own consciousness giving birth to an expression of God? Could they represent a recognition of ourselves as both fully human and fully divine? Could they describe the seeking of something greater, of hope and faith and joy, found not in a stable but in a humble place within the human heart?
Most of this spectacular story is found in the Gospel of Luke. But an additional, wonder-filled story is relayed in the second chapter of Matthew, where we find wise ones from the east following a star to an unknown place in the west. A songwriter calls it the Star of Wonder. And no doubt it was a wonder.
Imagine what kind of star or sign would cause you to embark on a lengthy and dangerous journey wrought with spitting camels, narrow mountain passages, desert storms, thieves, and a dubious, deceitful king. It would have to be a great sign, a wonder on par with perhaps the Seven Wonders of the World. Bigger than life. Awe-inspiring. Overwhelming. Beautiful. Perhaps an inkling of something wonderful being born, leading you to a place of perfect peace, hope, and wholeness.
This awe-inspiring light, one that would encourage you to traverse all obstacles to discover its source lies within you. The star represents a glimmer of light, an inspiring thought that stimulates the wise ones, the Power of Wisdom within you that sometimes lies dormant. The Star of Wonder is the great light of Spiritual Understanding, offering clarity and guidance.
Where there is light, we can see what we could not see in the darkness. Our way is made clear. This Light of Understanding within you continually guides the wisdom in you through the challenges and difficulties of human life to a place where you can lay down the worldly gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh in exchange for the spiritualized gifts of Infinite Abundance, Divine Love, and a recognition of the eternal nature of the Essence of Life in you and all around you.
The gifts of the wise ones represent capacities that are always within you but are spiritualized or spiritually empowered when brought under the direction of the Christ or Higher-self. These wonders within you are most accessible when you make the journey from your head to your heart, where the Christ of you is continuously born anew and awaits your return in consciousness.
The Wonder of Christmas is not lost. The Wonder is you. You, as an expression of the eternal, all-pervading Essence of Life. Now that is a Wonder that can never be lost, only hidden. Breathe in the glow of the inner star and be guided in all that you do to the peaceful place of absolute wholeness with you.
Have a Wonder-filled Christmas, and enjoy a spectacular new You.
Eileen Patra is an ordained Unity Minister and the author of The Mystical Ark: A Vessel of Blessings. She is currently serving as co-minister at the Spiritual Life Center in Troy, Michigan and guest speaking at a variety of Unity churches. She is currently working on her second book, Living as the Ark. Learn more about The Mystical Ark at themysticalark.com
This morning, as I looked out the kitchen window of our
cabin, I saw my Blue Heron. He doesn’t belong to me in an ownership way. No one
can own a heron. They are free and independent beings. But this heron has
graced the shore of our lake since before we bought the place. I’m sure it is
not the same heron. Probably an offspring, maybe several generations later, but
there is always just the one. Sometimes he flies by. Sometimes he lands on our
raft, called Monkey Island. Most often, though, he just walks the shore as if
he is taking a morning stroll. Hunting is more likely, but his grace and beauty
convey a stroll.
Today, as I watched this glorious being on his daily constitutional, I stopped what I was doing and attempted to unite with him energetically. The endeavor became my morning meditation. I watched, then close my eyes and imagined being there next to him, asking if I could join him. I inquired what his message was for me, and he stopped. He stopped right in front of Monkey Island and stood for the longest time. I thought perhaps he saw me and perceived a threat. Or, maybe he heard me and was either considering my request or seeking to answer my question.
first word I heard was “patience.” He stood utterly motionless for what seemed
like hours. I watched the water move about him in circular currents, one
merging with the other. It was a beautiful sight to see. A painting I may
attempt someday. The heron stood as if frozen in time, as the currents moved
past him and all around him. They encircled him then subsided. Still, there he
stood like a statue, unmoving, one eye peering in my direction. “I’m not a
predator,” I said.
eyes tell me otherwise.” He replied.
still, allowing him to perceive that I was not a threat, just curious and
receptive. Then I saw the other thing that held him captive in that spot. It
was Monkey Island, an obstacle. He stood before the obstacle and waited for
what seemed like an eternity to me. I hadn’t noticed the raft as an obstacle
before. I think I heard him call it that. “Obstacle.”
wonder if he will go around it or fly over it, I thought.
sooner had the thought left my head than he lifted his foot above the water,
stretched his head up high, and slowly, purposefully moved around the raft. He
walked over the yellow rope fastening it to the shore for the winter. He ducked
under the little plank we use as a bridge to it. He gracefully lifted his feet
over the second yellow rope as if it were not even there. He then continued his
walk along the shore, past the pine trees that border our yard from our
neighbors, and then out of sight.
crossed my path today. He shared his grandeur with me. He allowed me to watch
and admire him. His message was patience, observation, and purposeful steps
around obstacles. I feel blessed and inspired. Thank you, dear Blue Heron. You
are mine, but more, you are yours, and you are everyone’s, a blessing in the
form of Light, feathers, warmth, patience, and beauty.
I heard these words this morning as sat in prayer for our planet: A Council of Nine. The words coincided with this question: What if we stopped fighting globalization and embraced it? What if we stopped trying to make one country or another great and made our planet great? Becoming one global community is the natural progression of an evolving species able to recognize their common ground. The constant battle for who is right and who is the mightiest must give way to a recognition of our common source, common needs, and common desires.
What if we stopped? Right now? What if we stopped this insane cycle of victim and victor consciousness and stepped into an elevated awareness? The goals, the desires, the deep needs of our hearts can never be met while this cycle continues. It is only in letting go of those childish ways that we mature as spiritual beings. As human beings, for that matter.
It is time to embrace one another. To honor one another’s history, to respect one another’s spiritual beliefs – or lack of them – and recognize we are one people. living on one planet, amid infinite universes. Together, we are strong, alive, and living our purpose. Divided, we step out of the rhythm and harmony of life, and we fall.
What is the Council of Nine? I’m still allowing those words to meander through my mind. Does it represent the seven chakras with an additional one for the earth and one for the sky? Perhaps. Do they represent nine aspects of human consciousness common to all sentient beings? Possibly. Does it represent nine highly evolved human beings, each representing a group of people here on earth – seven continents, one ocean, and one connecting the earth to the universe? A concept to ponder to be sure.
For today, I sit in an awareness that I am a spiritual being having a minimum of seven spiritual centers actively moving throughout my physical and energetic bodies, each connecting me through the ethers to all other beings. I focus too on the energy center below and the energy center above connecting me to earth and sky. I affirm my oneness with all that is and seek to find the subtly expanding light of individuals awakening everywhere. The threads of light connecting us create a great web of life, love, and universal harmony. This is the greatness upon which we must turn our attention. We are one, though some may not know it yet. We are one, and all is evolving and unfolding in perfect divine order.
As I tried to change
my Facebook cover this morning, something went – well – seemingly, wrong. I was
trying to post something profound and comforting in response to the 911
anniversary, and my Cover went completely black. An error message came up, and
both my previous photo and the ones I was trying to add were gone. I was using
my phone to access my page, and nothing seemed to work. My FB cover would show Nothing until
I was able to get to my computer and an internet connection.
However, it was in this apparent mishap that something profound
was actually revealed to me. While my FB Cover was showing Nothing, I
realized that it is in the NoThingness that we find the SomeThingness that
makes all the difference. The Truth is, there is no statement, no picture, no
words to convey that make sense of what happened here in the US on 911. But in
the NoThingness, we find the SomeThingness, the All-ness that makes sense of EveryThing. We
find our connection with our Source, the Essence of Life that breathes us into
Life, in its wholeness and in its Source is eternal; growing,
multiplying, and being continuously fruitful. In our humanness, wholeness is
not always what we see, or feel, or express. Attached to the things of
life more than that which breathes life into existence, many experiences seem
fruitless, pointless, and even downright evil. But in the NoThingness,
the Breath of Life appears, and suddenly, there is no separation between you,
and me, and all that is. In the NoThingness, we find the SomeThingness that
makes sense of EveryThing.
Once this Truth was revealed to me, I was able to post the quote
I had planned for my FB Cover this morning.
“May all beings everywhere be happy and free, and may my
thoughts, words, and actions contribute in some way to happiness and freedom
~ Lokah Samastah Sukhino Bhavantu
Although the words do not make sense of the nonsensical, nor do they replace the sense of security that was lost that day, they do tell us the consciousness we need to hold to make our world a place that more fully expresses the All-ness that gives us life. This is the consciousness that will help us co-create a world that works for and honors the SomeThingness in All.
I was a typical, rebellious, and always-in-need-of-more-sleep,
teenager. My mother had a heck of a time getting me out of bed in the morning –
or even the afternoon on weekends. Perhaps you can relate. Perhaps you can hear
that voice that called you repeatedly, “Wake up. You’ll be late for school.”
Or, as I would often hear, “Wake up. The early bird catches the worm.” Like I
had any intention of eating worms!
Today, I wake up before the sun rises. It’s something that
happens to some of us as we enter our golden years. Maybe they’re golden
because we’ve started catching those worms. I don’t know, but I do know it’s
time to wake up. Not because it’s time for school. Not because there are worms
to catch. But because it’s time to be you.
“I am awake.” You say. How could I be anything other than
me?” You ask. But are you truly awake to who you really are? Are you awake to all
that you are intended to be? Are you awake and catching the unique and glorious
role you play in the grander scheme of life?
You are an individualized expression of the Divine. You are
an integral part of a greater whole. Everything you think, do and say is vital
to the life and well being of the whole. It is impossible to be separate from
this wholeness. But you can, and many of us often are, asleep to it.
We live in a world that functions on separation. What we see
with our physical eyes and experience with our physical feelings tells us – no –
convinces us that we are alone, completely independent from one another. But
this is not the truth of you.
I watched a video yesterday of an aerial view of trees
moving in the breeze. It was a fascinating image. The trees moved in such
unison they appeared to be one organism, breathing in absolute harmony. In
essence, they are exactly that; one organism breathing in harmony. Yet, from
our everyday perspective, each one appears to be a separate tree.
So it is with our human expressions of life; one organism
appearing as separate beings, having unique shapes, sizes, and personalities.
Yet, from a higher perspective, all are one living, breathing expression of the
Essence of Life.
When you are truly awake to your role in this magnificent
whole, you can no longer feel alone. You lose the desire to judge, to fight, or
to be better-than. Instead, you desire and exude harmony. Your harmonizing
efforts may seem small at first, unimportant, unproductive. But every thought,
every movement, every action stimulates a reaction in the whole. Like a tree
responding to the wind, its movement creating an additional breeze influencing
the movement of the one next to it, what you do stimulates a response from the
person next to you.
Our world has been moving in a state of disharmony long
enough. Nothing that you do in this life is as vital as recognizing the power
of the Divine within you and living from this awakened state of being. When you
reawaken every single day, every single moment and breathe this harmonized
thought into expression, you make a difference in the world around you. As harmony
is reflected back to you, your understanding and desire for unity increases and
you move in even greater harmony. The feeling and awareness grow.
It’s time. It’s past time. Wake up and be you. The world needs you right now.
Eileen Patra is an author, inspirational speaker, and retired Unity minister. She is the author of the life-changing metaphysical and visionary novel, The Mystical Ark, available from retailers and wholesalers everywhere including:
I had an idea once. I thought there might be a deeper meaning to the scripture commonly known as The Ten Commandments. As a student at what is now known as Unity Worldwide Spiritual Institute, I learned to interpret the Bible metaphysically, meaning beyond the physical. I found this view of scripture fascinating as the words on the page opened up to reveal an underlying story that made so much sense it brought tears to my eyes.
I learned that the name Moses means “drawn from the water,” and that water represents a sea of consciousness, in this case, a consciousness of bondage and limitation. Suddenly, this story was not about a group of people that lived thousands of years ago. It was a story about you and me; a story about being drawn out of a sea of negative thought and freed from limiting beliefs.
It was from this expanded perspective that the first seed thoughts of The Mystical Ark were planted in my mind. The theme first emerged as a series Sunday school lessons titled, Seekers of the Lost Ark. The Indiana Jones movies were popular then, and the allusion to the Lost Ark film made the lessons more engaging for the kids. Years later, the idea took shape as a series of Sunday sermons, followed by a collection of essays that I was determined to make into a book.
Progress on the book was painfully slow, and the distractions were many. A half-written manuscript sat on my shelf for a year or two. But the idea would not go away. I would move on to something else, and then someone would ask when I was going to do the next talk in the series or when I would publish the book. Spirit seemed to be using people around me to encourage me to get busy with the book – and soon. So, I planned a writing binge; a weekend with the house to myself, no distractions, and forty-eight hours of nearly non-stop writing. Surely, I would complete this project before Monday rolled around. It was a great plan. I had lots of enthusiasm for it, but it didn’t happen quite that way. That weekend writing spree turned out to be just the beginning.
The morning I was to begin my writing marathon, I was awakened by a lucid dream. In this dream, a small group of explorers sat in a circle around the Ark of the Covenant. They were dirty. Their clothing was torn and spattered with blood. They tried to open the box, but it repelled them. They were all unable to touch it – except for one member of the team. When she approached the relic, her hand slipped right through the invisible force-field that had deterred the others. Then, the box opened, revealing a passageway to another realm of being. The entire team was pulled through the opening into a mystical experience that would forever change their lives.
The dream clung to me in vivid detail. I tried inserting the scene as a fictional forward to my exegeses of the Ark. But that didn’t work. The fictional scene was engaging – but the shift to the essays was abrupt and disorienting. It was as if two different books had been glued together rather than one leading gently into the other.
It seemed this book was destined to be a work of fiction; a story with relatable characters that would draw the reader into the experience. Writing a fictional novel was something I had never considered. I wasn’t even sure where to begin. What characters would I need to create? There was the small group of explorers in the opening scene, but I didn’t know who there were or what they would represent. What I did know was that I had to write this book. It would not leave me alone. It permeated my every thought. The Mystical Ark wanted to be born and was asking me to be its midwife.
But how does an author of spiritual essays and inspirational articles successfully birth a fictional novel? I was about to find out. The next two years would be spent putting the principles of visioning and positive thinking into action, developing a disciplined writing routine, reading every book on writing I could get my hands on, researching everything from geography and anthropology to the genetics of hair color – and oh – writing!
What began as an idea and a dream planted in my mind and heart blossomed into reality. The book is now published, and available from retailers around the world. The characters I created and lived with for the past two years are now engaging and entertaining an expanding group of readers. It is a deeply satisfying experience, and I look forward to sharing more about the steps I took to turn that dream into reality in blog posts to come.
Eileen Patra is the author of The Mystical Ark: A Vessel of Blessings and an ordained Unity minister. She is currently guest speaking at a variety of Unity churches and working on her next book, Living as the Ark. Learn more about The Mystical Ark at themysticalark.com