Gorify God In Your Body (Yom Kippur Meditation)

"Glorify God in your Body." ~1 Corinthians 6:20

When you get to heaven, you will meet many sweet souls and see fine scintillating celestial forms. But you will not find the light of God. Then you will ask, "Where is the light of God?"

And the angel of the judgment will tell you, "Remember when you were on earth, and had a body? Every particle of that body was made of the light of God."

And you will marvel and ask, "What shall I do?"

And the angel will reply, "If you want to find the light of God, go back, receive a body, meditate on the glory of your flesh. Then you will taste the light you are."

Friend, we are not here in exile. We are here because this is the only place to embody and express the divine radiance completely, from breath to bone. We are not here as a punishment. We chose this realm of chaos, this conflict of opposites, so that we could embrace the all, All, ALL.

Meditation is not an out-of-body experience. It is a through-the-body experience. This body is the portal to realms of glory.

Scent the way. Smelling, tasting, hearing, touch, are sacred paths. Yet there is a more voluptuous inward seeing, smelling, touching, hearing, compared to which external sensations are but shadows. Just as the spokes of sensation lead outward into the wheel of karma, so the senses lead inward to the hub of enlightenment. Whirl on that Dervish-dot between breaths. T'shuva, return. Feast on your own dark marrow. What is flesh but the sensuality of the soul?

Honor your body. Trust in it so deeply that your mind pervades each cell, permeates the interstellar space in an atom, piercing even to the glory of the knowledge in the black hole at the core of a quark.

Why does the Word become flesh? So that you may come Om to your body. Why does the Formless take birth in form? To carry every dust-mote back to the silence that was here before God said, "Let there be light."

Christ hangs on the cross like a grape on the vine for only one reason, to reveal the taste of the void on your tongue.

Be washed in your own precious blood, every drop a dark red jewel of God's love. When you embrace your own body without judgment, each breath is the Holy Spirit. From whence shall the Messiah come? Gaze here or there, toward the near or distant future, in vain. The next Avatar shall arise from the place in you that gazes.