Let’s face it. If the universe were not saturated with benevolence, then surely, by now, after billions of years, it would have fallen apart. Stars would explode on a regular basis (not just very few and very far between), we, the earth, would have spun out into the eternal coldness of the interstellar void. The roses would no longer be beautiful, nor would be wild flowers where no one can see them, nor would a butterfly carry such gorgeous designs on its wings or a fish, in the depth of the ocean, on its flanks.
Beauty, benevolence, order, harmony, and particularly love, which continue to keep us together, would have disappeared from the earth long ago. Yet they all seem as intrinsic to the nature of the universe even as mother’s love is for her newborn child. And not just a human mother’s. Love seems built into the genetic system of all the biological life forms that makes our relationship to those needing our care automatic.
Perhaps this is what makes us mirrors of the universe; mirrors of the omnipresent benevolence. Let’s face it—if the universal benevolence manages to maintain the universe in good working order, how much more so it knows how to protect us, who seem to have evolved to reflect its traits? No wonder the great avatars of the past advised us to relax, not to worry about tomorrow; to leave everything to unfold itself as it should.
After all, our true nature is not physical at all.
Our consciousness is immortal, indestructible, assured of eternal becoming. To be in harmony with the universe, we must avoid destroying or abusing that which has been given to us freely; and, if we can, to leave this place of our becoming a better place. In the light of the bounty and protection which we receive daily, is that really too much to ask?
Even the air we breathe is free…
How do we reconcile this attitude with building our own heaven (see my earlier blogs)? That’s easy. All we need do is to do our best, and never, never, worry about the outcome. The future is beyond us. We think we control it but we don’t. We must leave the future to the omnipresent benevolence of the universe. A single hurricane, or tornado, or fire, or a meteor, or a deluge, or a dozen other events can destroy all our plans. And if we don’t trust the benevolence of the universe, it just might. Our thoughts are part of the creative process.
Let’s just do the best we can—today. Leave the worrying to the omnipresent benevolence. It is better equipped to handle them.
And now I repeat, is that really too much to ask?