Drawing on our innate power

A brilliant sun is rising this morning, replacing yesterday's all-day fog. It had arrived with dawn and just got thicker for several hours before lingering until after midnight. The local neighborhood was noisy then with the unorchestrated pops, cracks, and booms of fireworks whose smoke added to the miasma. Like so much of 2022 its end in this place was marked by fervent efforts to celebrate in a world of ambiguity, unseasonable temperatures, and unpredictable frustrations.

We can greet this new dawn of a new calendar year with hope - we are entitled to that. As Translators we know we are entitled to a great deal more than hope; we know of a power underneath and in back of shifting states of mind; we know that shifting is what states of mind do. And we know of the immovable, the unchanging consciousness which is our true and everlasting Life.

Today (as every day) we have the power to sift through appearances and grasp the unchanging reality of that which is so, of Being. I invite you to greet this day, wherever you may be, by saluting that great, ever present reality :

Oh Christ !
Thou boundless, ever-living, abiding Consciousness
My own eternal Self
Live Thou Thy life in me
Do Thou Thy will in me
Be Thou made flesh in me
I have no will but Thine !
I have no Self but Thee !

May this new year bring unexpected blessings and joys to you and your family.

William