The ageless stone building floats with a dream like quality in the quiet countryside. A well worn path winds through wildflowers and exotic grasses leading to the entranceway. An unusual plaque hangs just outside the beautifully weathered front door. It says, “Bank of Life”, “Deposits and Withdrawals Always Welcome”, and “Please Remove All Self Judgment Before Entering."
This prompts me to thoroughly let go of the inadequacies and shortcomings of my small self. I also put the questions, “How much have you accomplished?” and “What will you do next?” in the basket provided. Only then does the door magically open, and as I enter, I experience an unknown source of illumination flooding the inner room.
The Bank of Life does not hold the usual currencies and certificates denoting material wealth. My life experiences are my deposits and withdrawals, each one holding enormous spiritual value. The tellers are required to tell from a soul perspective. I can revisit any transaction to be reminded of the gift that was present in the moment of the experience.
There are no calculators, only a universal abacus. It has counted prayers and kind thoughts that I have long since forgotten. It has found precious items I thought I had lost. It displays enticing fruits of my labors that I was unaware of. It has recorded every small act of courage, every tiny step I have taken to make a difference in this world. It has even tallied my tears and exchanged them for joy. I have accrued more interest, more blessings than I ever dreamed possible.
I remember to look for the source of illumination. Once again, it has found me. The perfect light. It is the light of the soul plane, reminding me to draw it into myself and become the radiance to light the way for others. I know that I can shape my potential gifts and talents from this light through my thoughts and actions. It is truly my most precious asset. I withdraw one spark from this higher dimension of light, tuck it in my pocket and leave the Bank of Life with a deeply satisfying smile on my face.
I walk away with a prayer to consistently see and choose the path of most light in everything I do. I will carry the light in my aura and in my atoms and every other part of my existence. Ordinary reality has shifted. My vision of what is possible in my life glows from within. In the midst of the whirl and storm of ordinary reality, I am guided by the perfect light, a tiny spark from the Bank of Life.
Copyright © Bentley Kalaway 2006
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
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