Dedication

Let me tell you a story, a story of light and life as simple as your beliefs will allow and as deep as the world is, indeed, deep as you are and I am.  We do not only dwell in this flesh, yet are forever in the present.  Even now, it seems that oh so many of my young lives have grown and gone their own way, as have I, and so they flicker now like dim memories, more creation than fact.  Facts, however, though important, cannot endure the charms and explosive fun of creation.  For let me tell you that all creation, this most basic of human impulse, is nothing less than the yearning toward the immense source itself, the desire to set it free and give it actuality, indeed to reflect our own freedom and actuality and agency within .

Though all be light and life, there is forgetting and darkness, unrest and grief, even unto tragedy; and these also teach us to ourselves.   I have learned  myself through many a hard and frightful play of life that even in the darkest corner, however,  there burns a shining light, though blind we may be, and for every end there is a beginning.  Emerson reminds us: “For the soul is true to itself, and the man in whom it is shed abroad cannot wander from the present, which is infinite, to a future which would be finite.”

So, let there be light and no mistaking there is no need to chase God, no need to hate your flesh, no need to look over the shoulder of your spirit, no need to fortify yourself against life.  There is no-thing engraved in stone, and all things change and know themselves and their endowments and know themselves through change, even as we linger, now, in the eternal.     

Korey Stone

circe 1986