Do we not each go through what we can call the personal “seasons of life” during our lifetime on earth? We have all known, according to our years and their experiences, the sweet springtime of youth, the deep summer of fulfillment, the bittersweet fall of letting others do for us what we can no longer do, and the chill of winter: coming to the close of one’s life that is itself but a passing season in an unseen greater one. Do try and see the timeless beauty in all of this, and you will.
Is any one of us less than a rose, or the single raindrop that — in falling to feed and refresh the flowers — makes it possible for them to open and reveal their rainbow of colors and fragrance for us? The answer should be evident.
We are more than the rose, greater than the solar radiance that stirs her essence to bloom. For neither rose, nor sun’s radiance, is conscious of the great story they serve as they let go and give themselves up to Life.
In truth, we human beings are created unique among all things that take life and then give it back on the stage of Life; for we are made to witness this eternal story . . . and more.
We are not made to have only a relative role in this Great Story, to be — as are all other creatures — just a minor, passing actor upon its stage. No, the promise of our potential far outweighs even our ability to imagine it, for we have been created to consciously participate in its timeless telling.
Guy explains that one of the primary reasons why we don’t change is because there’s no space in our life. He shows how real change requires we agree to the stirrings and disturbances that are part of the full life. These stirrings and disturbances actually serve a purpose we cannot know in advance.
Our True Self is, in part, a secret field where a never-ending cycle of ebb and flow plays itself out in passing expressions of alternating fullness and emptiness, much as runoff winter waters from great mountains rush down to fill valley lakes parched by the passage of summer.
But the greater part of our Original Self is to these mountains and their valley lakes as is the whole of that countryside in which these same landmarks dwell, for even though the round of seasons come and go, causing endless change within it, nothing really changes about it. Our True Nature lives in the ever-changing, yet never-changing now — that vast country of higher consciousness wherein we are empowered to welcome all forms of fullness and emptiness as our friends, instead of mistaking ourselves a friend of one and foe of the other.