The Sound of the Universe

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The Universe speaks – it whispers, in the changing of the leaves.  It sings in the songs of birds, the lifting of the wind.  When we listen, we find the entire world joined in a melodic dance, an orchestral suite directed by the Universe.

I hear it in the silence, in the simple being of things.  The quiet presence of matter and element.  I dance to it – in a crowd of people, on a Saturday night, to music pulsing with thrill and adventure and danger, the swaying of bodies, the unifying joy, like the soaring and sweeping of strings.

This energy lives lives in the wild places, and in the common ones.  I have heard prophecies in intuition and song.  I have witnessed the presence of the Universe in numbers and synchronicity.  When I watch, when I listen, I sense the presence of something more than all around me.  I find that I am never alone, for I am just one part of a great commotion, a grand structure, a multifaceted beating heart.

The Universe speaks, every day, and every moment.  It writes poetry on faces and basks in delight.  It is there, even in the darkest hours, and perhaps then, it bears a different mask.  But when I look with love, I see that even its darkest mask is wondrous, artful, and dear.

I welcome – the sound of the universe, the holy vibration.  I AM the communion with All That Is.  I live within the belly of my own God presence – the ever expanding dance, of sight and sound, of rhythm and ecstasy.

I can never be parted from my greatest Beloved – the Godself, the Eternal Self.  And as the Universe sings to me, I sing its praises, too.  Glory – to the infinite, to the eternal, to the Presence, that pervades across the many doors of consciousness.

 

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