{"id":7401,"date":"2015-02-12T08:54:03","date_gmt":"2015-02-12T13:54:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/blissblog\/?p=7401"},"modified":"2015-02-12T08:54:03","modified_gmt":"2015-02-12T13:54:03","slug":"spirits-in-the-material-world","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/blissblog\/2015\/02\/spirits-in-the-material-world.html","title":{"rendered":"Spirits in the Material World"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I woke up this morning to the Sting song with this title, so I assumed that it was my writing prompt for the Bliss Blog. I have long believed that we are not humans having a spiritual experience, but rather spirits having a human experience. Encased in bodies that are born, live for moments or years, they tote around the ineffable essence that connects us with the Divine.<\/p>\n

In the midst of\u00a0 relatively minor challenges, such as traffic jams and long supermarket lines, we can remember that and ask ourselves how the essence of the Divine would handle these things. Would it grumble and gripe or find a way to move through with ease and grace?\u00a0 It might sing in the car or blow bubbles out the window. It could speak kindly to others in line and make new friends.<\/p>\n

Even facing more traumatizing experiences such as illness or death, I have found it helpful to remember that I am inextricably bound with Creation and thus Creator and am never left without celestial support. Cosmic coincidence,\u00a0in the form of\u00a0the right people and circumstances have shown up to show me that all is indeed well and fall into place with remarkable accuracy, like puzzle pieces waiting to fit into their pre-arranged spaces. Sadness, grief and fear at losses, have flowed through, without remaining stuck in my\u00a0personal pipeline.<\/p>\n

I tap into the Buddhist perspective of impermanence and that nothing lasts forever in the form it is in. Having witnessed on a few occasions, the creation and disassembling, by Tibetan Monks from the Drepung Gomang Monastery,<\/a> of sand mandalas that are imbued with prayers for healing, love and compassion, I know that the beauty remains long after the multi-colored grains of sand are swept into a grey pile. So it is with life and the objects and people we cling to in an effort to keep ourselves anchored to our day to day existence.<\/p>\n

So, even if just for these next 24 hours, I will endeavor to remember that everyday miracles occur, that I am here By Divine Design and we are all Humanly Divine and Divinely Human.<\/p>\n

Spirits In the Material World<\/p>\n

“There is no political solution
\nTo our troubled evolution
\nHave no faith in constitution
\nThere is no bloody revolution<\/p>\n

We are spirits in the material world
\n(Are spirits in the material world
\nAre spirits in the material world
\nAre spirits in the material world)<\/p>\n

Our so-called leaders speak
\nWith words they try to jail you
\nThe subjugate the meek
\nBut it’s the rhetoric of failure<\/p>\n

We are spirits in the material world
\n(Are spirits in the material world
\nAre spirits in the material world
\nAre spirits in the material world)<\/p>\n

Where does the answer lie?
\nLiving from day to day
\nIf it’s something we can’t buy
\nThere must be another way<\/p>\n

We are spirits in the material world
\n(Are spirits in the material world)<\/p>\n

(Are spirits in the material world…)”<\/p>\n

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