I am sure you know what I am talking about here when I mention the word ‘little initiation.’ Those little moments when life graces us with a challenge, a fear, or another emotion—often prompted by an external event or a person.
On my personal path, it seems I can encapsulate these moments into something tangible; they pop, they fire their energy and they move on. The pattern is fairly consistent and it seems there is nothing I can do to prevent them from happening. There is an element of surprise, of unknowingness which is both divine and spiritual.
When reflecting on those moments this morning, the image that came is that of soap bubbles—bubbles that are flying at us in all their innocence and purity.
That is, until they burst. And in order to burst, they need to be touched, or pierced; or perhaps they simply need to land.
The questions that came then are,
How we can go through these initiation bubbles unaffected?
Or is it a better strategy to blow them and let them go their own way?
I believe it depends on the kind of bubbles we are talking about. Some of them may be inevitable, as resilient stones laid on our spiritual path; others may only want our best growth and inner attunement, despite the appearance, the color or the size.
I am writing this, not pretending that I know how to handle or gently push those bubbles aside. As I came home this morning, after my yoga class, an initiation bubble came flying toward me, fueled by unknown and unseen circumstances and, guess what?
So why not rejoice at the sight of these ‘inevitable’ bubbles and consider life for what it is? A beautiful initiatory ground.
In the spirit of the practice of Thanksgiving—in North America, that is—I
would like to share a mantra that came back to me yesterday. I knew where to find it, tucked that it was in a Djwhal Kuhl teaching of November 2011.
“Today I give thanks for everything and I have no complaints whatsoever.”
Shall we, dear Ones, include our initiation bubbles in this ‘everything’?