Meditation by the Fire
Meditation by the Fire Tonight is another beautiful full moon night by the fire, and again I sit alone. ...
Meditation by the Fire
Tonight is another beautiful full moon night by the fire, and again I sit alone. It feels as if I am the grief of the forest all around me, waiting for the people to return. Where are the people, I hear a cry inside! Alone I sing to the fire, the moon and the night. It seems I feel what the forest feels. Why not? If I am part of this earth, then my longing is an expression of the forest’s longing.
This is a paradox to me. The fire still crackles merrily and the deep peace of the forest abides all around. I see how life continues to hum, to buzz, to radiate, to crackle, to gurgle and to roar, in the midst of its sacrifice, and the continued loss of human wonder. The forest, never losing connection with the ground of being, remains filled with possibility, with new surprises and always celebrates this moment now. But the forest also remembers the pleasures of our ancient communion.
Deep inside we all long to return to an ecstatic participation and a simple connection. Coming together around a fire under the full moon is a simple spell for synergy and magic. I await your return to the forest. I invite you to come and remember. I abide here with the forest. I affirm the emptiness of the Winter.
