A few nights ago I couldn’t sleep …at first I thought something was off, so I did some self-inquiry. Instead of being unsettled, I realized I was so productive that I couldn’t rest. So creative that I couldn’t sleep and so pen landed on paper…and gave birth to this poem about the Fire of Creation being a necessary cycle in the making of the Divine Human.
Everyone’s path is the path of the Divine Human, a an evolutionary movement towards more light and love…whether you recognize it or not, whether you embrace it or not. Even if it takes great pain and struggle, eventually we break open and the love within finds a crack to shine through. And sometimes the fire has to really heat up for this alchemical transfiguration to occur.
So when I asked within what was happening to me, why I felt so unsettled, this was my answer:
The Fire of Creation
the white hot melting of your elements
till they become moldable, flexible, shapeable
into a new configuration
the elements and outer form re-mix
to create newness
another version of wholeness and completeness
The Fire of Creation burns brightly in you now
Sunrise to sundown seems not enough space
to contain the molten smoldering embers of
The Fire of Creation is within you
Now burning brightly
Will you listen?
Will you allow yourself and your world to dissipate?
not disappear, but dismantle
your sense of self
of what you think your reality is
must give way once again to the Light
the all encompassing equalizer
where there is no play of colors or shapes just yet…
only sparkling divine presence
only essential essence
Out of this radiance
so full and so stark simultaneously
stems the next masterpiece
the next Picasso, or Michelangelo
a full heart
a pulsing Soul
a Divine Human
awaiting rebirth and renewal
That is what you are creating
Allow the fires to intensify
Allow your metals to merge
in the purification of creation.
Fan the fires within.