So, Dear Heather, as I gather around your hearth with others of the sound tribe, I am preparing myself to make the turning on my four-year outer soul journey – I am returning to Maine, to where I lived before, and where my children now live. I feel sad. Mine is a wandering soul and wants to continue out here with other travelers. I resist re-entering the old structures. “The edge” has become my home with “place” ever-changing. I see that I have collected things along the way, things which help to describe me, and give me comfort. Many of these I will leave behind. Many friendships leave behind. Dying time, with yet another chapter closing…Meanwhile, I am just now reading a wondrous book, “Apprenticed to a Himalayan Master”, by Sri M, about his life journey to his guru, and because I am sitting here with you around the Hearth, here is his teaching on Fire.
”In ancient times there were no matchboxes. To produce fire, one went through the elaborate ritual of rubbing dry sticks together with incantations to the fire god. When the spark appeared, it was indeed a miracle. Where was this fire before it manifested, asked the ancient thinkers. Surely, it was hidden in the wood always and needed the right conditions to manifest. So, fire became a symbol of the spirit, all pervading, yet manifesting only under certain conditions…For us who belong to the Nath tradition, fire is part of our Self. We light the Dhuni and sit for hours looking at the flames. The fire becomes our friend and protector. Our mind merge with the flames and we are one. Believe me, fire, like all of nature, has a mind of its own, and our minds are linked intimately with Agni, the lord of fire, so much so that the flames fulfill any wish we have.”
Can I, who am presently in sad resistance, blend with the universal living spirit of fire? Wish for the fire to burn away the obscenities I inflict on myself, wish for the fire spirit to burn in my brain, my belly, my spine, my heart, my eyes, ears, my sounding voice? Wish to become one with my own fire, lord Agni Self, so that all places are one place, and I live by knowing that my passionate, fire-filled Self exists? Know that it is simply my task to create the right conditions for my “on fire” self to manifest?
“Surrender Frederica. You are protected, you are loved as a friend, as these friends around the hearth. You yourself a hearth…”