Talibah - The Egyptian
Chapter 12 - Page 1
Reunion

Stars are wonderful, beautiful lights that shimmer and twinkle in the dark skies of night away in the heavens like beacons to mysterious pathways. They create curious patterns across the night sky that are both conjectured over and utilized for both physical and emotional guidance for those perceived meanings. Yet, they do seem to speak in a removed language, afar and distant, the guardians of secrets rarely, if ever, fathomed, sentinels of truths beyond the mortality of the fragile life below them. They live in an immense sea of blackness, after all, and perhaps their greatest truth is that blackness regardless that anyone may seek their light. Only the sun belies such thoughts that might crowd the hermit�s tortured imagination before the dawn, for the sun, too, is one of those shimmers of the sky, nestled in the womb of eternity. And the sun declares himself each and every day that life exists and that for every star that declares its own existence out within that universal sea within the midnight sky; there, too, may life exist, and there, too, may the void be held at bay by fire and light.

Darkness and light are not always easy divisions for they do not really divulge any certainty of good or evil, or even sorrow and happiness. Neither the void nor the lights of life are good or evil in and of themselves. Great evil can appear gentle and lovely, glittering with seeming bounty and happiness, while good may be found in the cracks and crevices of the deepest vats of fear and sorrow. Right and wrong is never an easy summation and truly a decision that only each individual must decide for themselves, for no other answer will ever present itself. Even the greater good of one species can lead to the despair and destruction of another.

In the overall scheme of things life will always struggle and on the Earth that life is a sea of moving, dancing energies, reaching and striving in a continuous expansion of drive and awareness. The Earth awakens, yet she still dreams, as the swirl of her movement wraps itself back about her beneath the sway of the sun and moon around her. Awareness, a certain consciousness undulates, churns within, looking out and wondering at the cosmos. Bright with life, bright with movement, bright with the dance.

So much beauty, so much wonder, so open and so vulnerable. The Earth is becoming and the Cosmos takes note of her progress. Does the Universe celebrate her slow awakening like a child tottering on her first steps? Or is there jealousy here as well; greed, desire – to exploit, to abuse?

Worlds dance between dream and consciousness and back to dream, souls awaken to their own interlocking dance to stretch out like bursts of light, and then merge back into the dream again. The Earth learns, the Earth expands as its Soul becomes many souls to become one Soul again; to expand even again as it, too, merges into the larger Soul of the Cosmos. And these Souls also become many souls, ever expanding, ever merging, ever dancing to the eternal rhythm of the All. Souls no longer part of the physical dream, who play amidst the stars; wandering and wondering between realms and realities. But even in their expansion, even in this Cosmic Dance, is not each soul but the directed seed of energy seeking expansion and personal self-worth? The physical can hold its own attraction even for the Gods .

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