Birdsong brings relief
to my longing.
I'm just as ecstatic as they are,
but with nothing to say!
Please, universal soul,
practice some song or something through me!
This lovely mystical poem is a wonderful one for the month of May, so full of LIFE. It is in tune with a living universe, an insight which is in harmony with the world's major spiritual traditions. For so long we regarded the universe as inert matter and empty space. This is what we learned and why we felt free to exploit what was only "dead" matter. But now some scientists and others are aligning with the wisdom of spiritual traditions and becoming aware that we need to open ourselves to the mystical and feel our communion with the living universe if we are to address our planetary crises.
How does the idea that you are alive in a living universe change your concept of yourself, your place in the cosmos and in the human family? How does a living universe challenge your behavior? Go outdoors, let your ears hear birdsong, sense your priceless communion with a living universe, and sing your own song.