Facets of a Diamond – Blog
Over all my years of endeavoring to heal, I have found time and again that I cannot work with
The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds.*
For music is the mother, and such a man has rejected her. He has no desire for the conciliation which is, I believe, the very essence of my work.
To be healed, to be whole, is to be one with one’s Soul. And it is my belief that we need to go out to come in: to find our mother’s Soul in order to then find our own: meditation outwardly directed. (Initially we may find the Soul of another – a person, a creature, a thing, nature, a piece of music, art, or whatever – as her, and go from the other to the mother.)
For a work of art to be healing, the viewer needs to enter it as a Sanctuary.
As when each night we re-enter our mother, come into the Womb of Love, to dream of Her.
It is one thing that through a medium you come to know that your mother is still “alive” and loving you. But quite another to become aware, convinced, that you have many guides controlling your life according to the Karmic Plan.
We endure our lives of anguish
for the spirit within.
The sage knows this,
that his life is altruistic.