There is an order that stirs deep within our bones, and each of us innately knows it. And still, there are days when we all feel assailed by the random cruelties of life. A wallet stolen. A house foreclosed. A job lost. A heart broken. A loved one gone. A planet seemingly at odds with itself.
Another star in the sky snuffed out.
The minor annoyances and major devastations are enough to make you want to plug your ears with your fingers and scream at the top of your lungs. As if that were enough to make it all stop spinning…
But it isn’t. You can’t make it stop. Not the world, not this great freewheeling galaxy of which we are a part, and not the 7*1027 atoms that comprise your body and long to be used to their fullest creative capacity.
For, even in the midst of the emotional tsunamis and life-shattering cataclysm, such are the miracles we can count on.
The cosmos continues. So does life. And, as small and insignificant as we might sometimes feel, so do we.
The truth is, you are not simply a passive bystander or woebegone victim in this great spectacle. Your fate is writ large by the stars and the soil.
Humans and our galaxy share approximately 97 percent of our atoms in common. And the elements encoded in our DNA are the same ones that populate the nearest, the farthest, the brightest, the inkiest-black corners of our cosmos.
We contain the self-same paradoxes as the universe, as well. The cosmos lives in our hearts, between our legs, and in the strange dark matter that surrounds our flesh and launches us into the realm of the numinous: of dreams and miracles, gods and monsters, intuition and premonition, and the realms beyond death.
Remember who you are. You are not simply a walking, talking automaton of nerves and tissue. You are the bridge between Earth and Heaven. You are the mystery incarnate.
You are BodySoul.