Honesty, to a certain extent, is the best policy. I have had limited time to write this afternoon and evening — very limited. However, because of the time in fellowship with my heart this morning, I continued my novel, and I will share some of what I wrote.
When thinking about how to convey, how to show, the reality of spiritual awakening in the context of fiction, I have struggled. This morning as I meditated, I called on my Heart to help me focus on this very idea.
And here’s the abbreviated version. When we awaken to self, we realize the essence of core Self, Heart, is eternal Spirit. I want to show this, make the process of awakening to Self-awareness real and relatable. As a writer, I know the only way such things are conveyed in words is through sensory images. And it is not such an easy task for an inexperienced writer to show such an important message in a fictional setting.
The essence of the message is the essence of the answer to the question of Who am I? In one way, that answer would be the same to all of us: We are eternal Spirit. We are the I Am. But we are a unique identity of I am. Is that more or less awesome that just realizing we are eternal Spirit?
That’s something for each of us to decide. It’s also something to understand that we, each of us, individuals, because of how we were made and the identity of humanity we took on, represent a totally personal, seasoned facet of Spirit.
We are Spirit. We are eternal; however, we each add a distinct aspect of Spirit by the flavor of our life — thinking, deciding, and acting in our mind-soul-body complex.
The following few paragraphs are the way I am working towards — tomorrow? — the revelation of Self that Eric and Ann Lafarnge are experiencing in The Fellowship of the Heart, but as an author, I want to find a way to make that conversation realistic as they analyze and explore together.
This is the beginning of my latest chapter.
The next morning, Eric awoke before Anne. He went downstairs to leave Anne some extra time to sleep. He brewed a cup of coffee and went out on the deck. As he stood at the rail, the morning sun felt warm and comfortable on his skin. He absorbed it like one of the innumerable blades o grass in the field surrounding the lake in the distance.
He followed the flight of a red tail hawk soaring in circles over the fence line that marked the boundary between their property and the state forest that backed up to it. The hawks majestic flight silhouetted against the deep blue morning sky caused him to smile. “Amazing. For the first time in years, I know that feeling of freedom, Mr. Hawk, a new, high vantage point for me. Yes, Hawk, I know how you feel.”
He knew it wouldn’t be too long before Anne would be up, so he decided to make an omelet for them. He also steeped a pot of tea. He left the omelet to rest for a minute. He put the garbage from his work in the composter just to the side of the deck. When he walked back through the doors, he breathed deeply, taking in the aroma of the omelet and herbal tea. He made some toast and buttered it and put it all on a tray to take upstairs.
Anne, however, had heard Eric creep out of bed a half hour earlier. She went to the bathroom and washed her face and quietly sat in front of the bay window looking over the same view as Eric. She closed her eyes and just breathed. She felt her the air flowing through her nostrils and down into her lungs as her stomach and chest expanded. Again and again. She sat and breathed.
This is at least a beginning, and it will lead to a realization of the eternal nature of us as humans. Emotions play a major role in evaluating ourselves. Emotions emanate from the soul and as our base create who we are. We each have our own emotions and thoughts that carry with them the mark of eternal Spirit when we come to know Self in fellowship with our Heart.
I’m barely staying awake here, so richest blessings to you as you contemplate the essence of of living that true, personal, core Self.
Questions to consider:
How many times have you asked yourself or simply thought about the following questions?
Who am I, really?
What is my truth?
How do my actions reveal what I really feel and believe?
What would I do with my life if I could do anything?
What is my passion?
Why am I here?
How can I discover answers to any of these questions?
If you have considered any of these questions, I hope that my experiences and writing will give you some guidance. Please read my blog and comment and share your thoughts. I would love to hear from you!