I have spent a lifetime searching for an alternative to patriarchally certainties, that God above judged me for my very existence, as I sought for softer, more loving, more creative ways.
I thought the answer somewhere hidden in the yoga texts, the words from yoga gurus. Something outside myself to validate who I am.
In the stillness I felt a faint fluttering in my heart, a tugging of my memory, a remembrance that I am light.
Way back in the seventies when I lived in India I bought a ring, a star ruby. When I held it in the in the sun a sparkling 6 pointed star appeared. It's brilliance, it's beauty revealed when I consciously held it to the light of the sun.
This is my story to remember - that the light in my heart is my truth and shining my light reveals, connects to the light in others.