Advice To A Clerk

Lead as if you are looking through a kaleidoscope, at something that can only be seen when light shines through the moving pieces of our sentient experience. 

Looking at one piece of the fractured rainbow of colors cannot obscure the presence of the other pieces.  Together, we are in the present.  In the light of the perfect moment, we are willing to put an eye to the darkened tube, at the end of which lives the light.  Don’t burn your eye by looking straight at the light, look at it through all of us, for we are never separate and we are never alone.  The light passes through all of us equally.  At times, we can see the vision of our greatest dream, all lit up in the warmth of this perfect presence.  Can we be leaders by this vision?  Can we lead our lives in community by seeing truth through a kaleidoscope? 

Through A Child's Eyes by Glee 2010

There is more.  Who catches the light?  How do we find the light?  We wait individually for it to arrive again.  The light sleeps, just like the sun. And we rest in darkness, to rekindle, to seek, for seeking is to find.  Some take a turn witnessing to the light when it is shining brightly, so brightly it cannot be denied.  We walk with it, for it lights the way.  We can construct candles, flashlights, and fire to guide us.  Or we can look up, unsheltered, to the open and infinite sky, and find the light waiting for us.  The cool and feminine light of night, of Nuit, the goddess overarching, is holding us through until the warmth and heat of the day.  

The day is for work.  There is the resting light and the working light.  There is a time to be held, and time to venture out with a different kind of trust.  The evening trust is a sense, a vastness.  It is outward reaching, with an overwhelming feeling of being held in our Mother’s womb.  The daytime light pushes us to see and yet not to look, to work, to grow, to gather, in the knowing of full sunlight.  We follow it through the sky on a chariot of purpose.  Despite its different qualities, it is light.  On any given day, it is for lighting the glass, for expression, feeling, and inspiration of color, and it can push the energy up and up to the leaping and hollering of white water rapids in the river of life.