She sat cross-legged in the sand at the cliff’s edge, and prepared her heart to question him. The sun’s molten setting restored the evening stars to their rightful places. Newly-lit fire-flicker reflected upon her olive skin, as she began:

“Who am I?” she asked, “What is my reason for being?”

The Sage moved to the ledge and looked downward at the shore, then cast his eyes out upon the crisp, moonless waves ~ He uttered with his calm, philosopher voice, his words barely whispered, so that the Universe could hear …

“Child, you are a gift… a precious jewel set upon the Crown of Life ~ Your station transcends your circumstance so that even the stars of the Firmament bow down their heads before you. You are sacred and you are Holy… the Divine has looked upon you and breathed its word into your being. You are the substance of Creation, the essence of Immortality. Eternity is your dwelling-place and Infinity, your companion.

You walk the way of the stars and dusty comets, your footsteps forge a blazing trail that glows white-hot as you stride across the Cosmos. You sprinkle galaxies with but a cast of your hand, and sculpt new planets to strew along the way. Worlds collide and scatter as you pass them by, and meteors shatter with just a glance from your eye.

You are God, made manifest; Creation explained and the answer to every question Humanity strives to ask of Heaven. You are Life evidenced, and you are Death released, for in you all is alive and Death holds no distress.

You ask me who you are and why? Child, do you not know yourself? You are all who have ever passed before and all who will come after this… you are every man, every woman, every soul born and reborn until there is nothing but perfection remaining. Your flesh is the substance of the Universe; Planets and galaxies fly within the spaces between your silent thoughts. One word from you creates Reality. Your every thought has the power to extinguish old fears or to give birth to new awakenings.

My Child, you are yourself and belong to yourself and indeed to all things living and not living, you are within me and I, in you. We are no more, “Thee” and “Me”… but “One”. There is no separating of Spirit… we all are One, so that when one of us suffers, we are all in pain, when one of us fails, we all fall short. When one among us neglects the Truth, the whole must be accountable and when one chooses retribution over Forgiveness, then we are all diminished by the consequence.

We must unite as One, for there is not even “brother” and “sister” any longer… no divisions can stand between us. To be separate is against the will of the Universe. For only in Unity may we enter the Everlasting … and it is only by reaching the end, that we may arrive at our Beginning…

Do you not now know, who you are?

You are indivisible from All That Is. The Heavens themselves are your Inheritance. You are Life’s first utterance and its final breath. Child, you are Existence itself! You have no need of me to confront your doubting. You do not need to question the Wise to confirm your answers. Truth exists in spite of us. It is as persistent as unending Spirit. All that you need is already within. Truth echoes in your heart and you know it to be so… look to it for your wisdom, for when heart and Spirit commune, there is no knowledge they may not lay claim to."

With his soul spoken, he turned his face from her and looked out across the ocean once more, and with a final, silent step forward, he cast himself from the ledge as night fell…

~ Skye Ryan-Evans © ~ 1995


Skye Ryan-Evans

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