Walking Between Worlds

My Own Story—Epilogue: The Nature of Divine Light

The nature of the light which I have described in these recent podcasts is that it comes direct from the Source, from the undifferentiated Essence. It awakens us to an awareness of the oneness and multiplicity of creation, and the primal need for praise and thanksgiving. With this light we can return to the wonder of the first day—to the song of creation that is alive in the love within our hearts.

Death

In this episode I talk about death, a subject central to the life of a mystic. The Sufi says that we should “die before we die,” die to the ego, and its illusory sense of a separate self, and awake to the truth of our eternal nature. Lifetime after lifetime I have made this journey, from the mountains of Tibet to Zen monasteries, and finally to the green hills and coastal wetlands of California. Here I wait, watching the seasons change, until the door opens and I can fully pass into the vastness.

The Song of the Heart of the World

The teachings of the Tao have always been a hidden influence in my own journey, its qualities of silence and stillness, and a relationship to the “natural order of things.” Here I explore the way the teachings of the two great masters, Lao Tzu and Chuang Tzu, give us a “firm foundation” to living in these toxic times, helping us to reconnect to the song of creation, the primal spirit that moves through all things.

Walking Between Worlds

The path of the mystic has drawn me deep into the inner worlds. Returning to our fragile Earth and my own vulnerable self, I become a place where the worlds come together. In this meeting something comes alive; an unnamable, unknowable Essence takes on form, receives a heartbeat and a breath. And we can participate in this mystery, our individual consciousness be awake to divine beauty and wonder, witness Its oneness.

Series 4 - My Own Story: A Return to Love

My own story has been a journey of love. Sitting at the feet of my teacher I experienced a love that was all-embracing, and which took me on its path, back to the Beloved and also into life. Half a century later a new quality of love has returned, simple and most ordinary, a living light in the web of creation which stretches to the stars and beyond. And because love belongs to oneness, I know that this love I feel belongs to all that exists as well as the primal emptiness I experience in deep meditation. It is my own story and also my gift to life, to the Earth, to the heart of the world.