Monday, 17 April 2017

"I am the joy of laughter, the song on the wind, I am the breath of the most ancient of days... I am in you and you in me..." Rob Chapman

Amergin, Bard of the Milesians, lays claim to the Land of Ireland

I am a stag: of seven tines,

I am a flood: across a plain,

I am a wind: on a deep lake,

I am a tear: the Sun lets fall,

I am a hawk: above the cliff,

I am a thorn: beneath the nail,

I am a wonder: among flowers,

I am a wizard: who but I

Sets the cool head aflame with smoke?

I am a spear: that roars for blood,

I am a salmon: in a pool,

I am a lure: from paradise,

I am a hill: where poets walk,

I am a boar: ruthless and red,

I am a breaker: threatening doom,

I am a tide: that drags to death,

I am an infant: who but I

Peeps from the unhewn dolmen, arch?

I am the womb: of every holt,

I am the blaze: on every hill,
I am the queen: of every hive,

I am the shield: for every head,

I am the tomb: of every hope.

Song of Amergin translated by Robert Graves, from The White Goddess

I love the above poem, it is hard when reading it out loud not to feel the very air around you respond with ripples of energy, it connects me through the mists of time with a past where the we were not so seperate from the divine and our place within it.  On one hand these words can be seen as an extravagant boast on the other as a strong affirmation of the writers place in his environment.

We are made in the image of the divine, each of us contains a spark of the divine light, that which was, is and will be exists now within our own beings.  As above so below, unfortunately in our modern day world of hussle and bussle, intense doom laden media coverage, the life draining human interface that is social media it become increasingly more difficult to feel our connection to the great mystery that is existence. 

One of the ways we can rediscover our place is illustrated in the above poem.  By taking time out of the day for quietness and prayer.  Using the framework of the I am poem we can start to awaken the realisation of our interconnectedness.  ALl things are part of the most ancient of days, through affirming this in our daily practice we increase our awareness of the reality.  Not just that, but these lines become meditational keys that start to awaken higher levels of awareness, expanding our awareness of the web of life.

We start by looking at the things in our lives for which we are grateful, for which bring us wonder and joy. i.e. spending time with friends, the mist covered fields in autumn, the embrace of a loved one.  This becomes:

I have been the rolling mist in autumn,s field
I am unity of friendship,
The safety of a lovers arms.

When in prayer and meditation we can take each line as a journey of exploration, and in allowing ourselves to experience where the statement takes us we can start to own, and become that which we state.  These statements do not have to just be about the nice things, but should be positive.

I am the triumph after struggle,
A cleansing tear through the pain.

We can also aloud these meditative prayers to bring us closer to our experience of the divine. By asking ourselves what our experience of the divine is we bring that presence down into the wordly plain,  we also radiate out that divinelight.  merging microcosom and macrocosom.

I have found that this form of prayer to bevery centering,  opening up communication with that which sits behind the physical manifestation of the great mystery and allowing the flow of spiritual energy within oneself.

I am the gift of Jacob's ladder
Illuminating the shady sea,
I have been the shudder of awe at the gate of the world.
Who but I has known the song sung to my soul,
The voice of spirit, the words of angels.

Many blessings, Rob

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