The Spark

I believe we all have that spark inside of us; that indescribleness that I shall attempt to describe here.  A special something unique to each and every one of us.  Call it a soul, a consciousness or the divine…it precedes our birth and it dwells far beyond the physical; deep inside down the rabbit hole.  It can be so faint it is difficult to grasp, it is difficult to see and it’s easy to lose one’s way. This I know firsthand.

Sometimes people give up. It is gradual. They die a little inside every day until one day they realize the spark has grown cold,  pale and lifeless. It may seem at times to be totally extinguished. It may seem that way sitting all alone in the dark. At times the truth is clouded by our proximity to it.  And sometimes we see only what we wish to see.

My truth says the spark can never die that the spirit is timeless and beyond time. I believe it is a thread that weaves us all together like a beautiful tapestry, full of rich color; filled with hopes and dreams and the song of the universe telling a tale that is in constant rewrite.

My truth also tells me the spark can grow and burn brilliantly with the intensity of a million suns. It can set the world aflame with the light of unity and compassion. I believe it is up to those who burn the brightest to light the way for those who cannot see. I have found that a good many of us have walked in darkness at some point in our lives and the experience brings about an appreciation of the light and a profound sympathy of those who still dwell in that cold dark realm of nothingness.

We are all connected and we can tell if a fellow human is in distress, even a stranger. We have that built-in empathy that we literally feel each other’s pain.

We can also feel each other’s joy as well…..

What am I trying to say with all this spiritual mumbo jumbo? Chalk it up to new age silliness or an open mind full of crazy notions, maybe it’s a mid-life crisis or too much caffeine that’s prompting me to write all this today. I don’t know…

We all believe differently. I am the first person to acknowledge this. I prefer that people should believe whatever they damn well please as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone. There are universal truths that most of us agree on…

Kindness begets kindness and spreading joy is a hell of a lot better than spreading its opposite. Patience is golden and at times we all need a little light.

Burning bright at midnight…wishing you a sunny day,

Strawberryindigo.

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10 thoughts on “The Spark

  1. I totally agree that we need to spread the positive, those of us who can, for those who might benefit from hearing us. There’s plenty of bad in the world, but the more good we think about, talk about, write about, then the closer we come to balancing out all of that bad stuff. I definitely have that spark you speak of, and it feels amazing, but I may not always have it, and I know that by reading your posts, and recognizing the kindness that so many of us have inside, it could return to me. Thanks for spreading your kindness :)

  2. Just had a door to door salesman here. He said he never would have guessed my age by my spark…..and yes, he says many people he sees are walking dead. So sad.

  3. You’re right – those who burn the brightest must lead. I hope that they have also experienced darkness, so they can lead in the right direction.
    And I understand what you mean with the empathy thing too. I think some people are able to block it out, and then they lose out on so much of the positive stuff!
    Lovely post Strawberryindigo. It got me thinking too. :D

    • Thank you for your thoughts. Not to sound too Pollyanna-ish, but I also believe that we can have some influence on how we experience the world. Yes, there are dark moments that will come to all of us, but much is determined on how we deal with them. I believe in making lemonade if or whenever possible. Or to put it another way… add an extra dollop of strawberry to that indigo ;) xxoo

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