Recapitulation and Revelation

photo, the author

Some recapitulations take moments only. Some last for decades or a lifetime in human spacetime. What happens when we recapitulate the various inner and outer events of our lives? This is not a reference to reframing but to the radically honest reviewing of chapters in our lives. What is there to be gleaned from our learning?

Let’s talk about the clear light of reality and its variant on a planet with a yellow sun. This golden light radiates as universal light in direct resonance with the love we embody. We recognize the light of reality within ourselves.

I have an affinity for light in all its forms. My first words in this life were “tee ite.” My Mum grabbed a camera, telling me to “say that again.” I pointed to a lamp in the front room, repeating, “tee ite?” I was not asking what it was. I knew. Mum replied, “Yes, I do,” and immediately phoned her teacher. I didn’t know that until years later when Mum told me how shocked she had been. The old Brownie delivered a black-and-white photo of two orbs of light in mutual recognition connected by a child’s arm. Those with eyes to see could see.

When I was about three years old, one of my grandmothers asked me why I said that, laughing as she did so. Toddler me thought the answer was obvious and, so, stared in open-hearted transmission rather than giving a verbal response. Toddlers can get away with things that grown-ups cannot. My inner child learned early not to talk about the light, or at least not to “people in the world.” Her sub rosa education began in utero.

The montage of memories moving through at the moment contains many such gems. When we ask ourselves what divine resonance we have suppressed, not as any kind of victim statement, but as an acknowledgement of truth, information that was once disallowed flows freely. This is true for all of us.

Someone asked me yesterday if, as part of my early training, I received Consolamentum, or something like it. She then asked what that was like. I could only compare it to the darshan received when in the Presence of an enlightened one. The radiant emanation of gold light, tempered by Gaia’s yellow Sun, flows freely from such Presence and is received as it can be in the moment by the recipients present. Light is never wasted, as it is efficiency in form.

Once a recapitulation yields its gold, {which gift keeps on giving}, a cycle of revelations begins. First came gratitude for the experience of the clear light of reality in its golden radiance. Pure Source essence, then gratitude for each of the enlightened ones and emanations of light I have encountered and been privileged to learn from. Then, waves of love for the alliance, protection, and medicine of Bear. How blessed I have been to live among bears, “Mother” and the wild ones. Odd that Bear showed up in this sequence, or perhaps not, as the deep love of stellar fire is integrating for us all.

I woke from dream after dream last night, each one reflecting a circle of being and beings whose company has blessed me in this incarnation. It was as though I was being reintroduced to a personal flavor of the flower of life. This is the gift of recapitulation.

What a gift this life has been! My gratitude goes beyond the words that finally seek expression.

As we find and express the Oneness within, its nurturing shapes new worlds. Blessed Be.