I am coming to the end of a two week-trip to my homeland of France.
Within this period, I attended three Catholic church services, came into contact with people of strong faith and attended a promotion-oriented masonic exhibit in Toulouse.
This made me reflect on what I call the ‘scaffolding’—l’échafaudage. What is necessary at some point in our lives, what is supporting us indeed, is what we may need to discard, at some further point, if we truly desire to fly using our own wings.
I just celebrated the 10th anniversary of my ‘discarding of the scaffolding.’ It occurred on Thanksgiving 2007 when I resigned from my lay Buddhist position. How mystical that I find myself walking the pathless path in France in the south of France a mere 10 years later!
I am grateful for what has unfolded in the past ten years and for the people and circumstances I encountered, either pleasant or challenging, who, at times, instilled doubt and made me reflect on my own cheminement (pathway). We need those folks and circumstances dearly in order to rekindle and refresh our faith in the Divine, in the Sacred—the One that lies within all of us, regardless of what we practice; the One that unites us All.
I also witnessed miracles along these two weeks; my brother saying ‘thank you’ twice to me; words I haven’t heard in his mouth for at least 20 years.
That is the miracle, dear Sisters and Brothers; the simple and ordinary miracle (as Brother Gerhard would say) of shining our Light and expressing our Love, in whatever circumstances and to whomever we meet in this lifetime.
Looking forward to gathering in this Sacred space once again this Thursday!