A Parcel from Paradise
A Parcel from Paradise
A few days ago the postal carrier rang my doorbell and delivered a beautifully wrapped parcel. I was very surprised as I was not expecting a delivery. I wondered who could have sent me a gift! I weighed the parcel in my hands and guessed it was about 3 kg. I searched for the sender’s name, still wondering about this unexpected surprise, only to burst out laughing. It read: Parcel from Paradise.
The food on my stove would have to wait! Without delay I began to open my package, trying not to destroy the beautiful wrapping paper decorated with a flower print and all kinds of geometric shapes. I slipped off the shimmering red-golden cord and lifted the silky lilac paper that had been lovingly placed over my still hidden present. A wonderful fragrance arose—a mixture of rose and vanilla—making me even more curious.
In a flash, the rustle of the silk paper transported me back to my childhood. I remembered a feeling from many moments past—tingling in my stomach from when I was young and aunts and uncles came to visit, bringing me gifts, and my unrestrained curiosity and overflowing joy while unwrapping their presents. The same intensity filled me now as I began opening my Parcel from Paradise.
My joy always felt the same when I saw my brothers or my parents unwrap their presents. We were, I could say, experiencing a universal pleasure—sharing in the joy of receiving.
The inspiring intensity before my gift became visible was inevitably woven into my gift itself. Simply touching the silky paper opened my senses and was bringing back beautiful moments from my childhood. I felt so blessed already!
Carefully I push the paper aside. What could it be? What smelled so sweetly of rose and vanilla? I found a handwritten note:
Unless one is conscious of one’s soul, one does not have true knowledge.
My curiosity increased. The handwritten note was promising something and lifting me into a space of openness.
I gently pulled away some more paper . . . and found . . . a stack of BOOKS!
I love books, so that was already wonderful enough, but there was more! The titles made me shiver with goosebumps. The first book was The Story of a Soul. The next was The Pyramids and the Sphinx. Others included Whispering of the Trees, Flowers Heal, and books of poetry about the soul.
I quietly sent my gratitude to the sender of this package.
You never know what life will bring to your doorstep! I looked at the potpourri of wisdom I had just received. For the next few hours I made sure I would not be disturbed so I could dive in. It is not yet time to write about what they contained—the beautiful spirit-filled information—all I needed to do was link the titles together and my personal soul’s journey became clear to me.
So often people say that our body carries a divine spark—the soul—but I am not so sure if we know much about how to reveal Spirit’s face. My Parcel of Paradise gave me a metaphor, a joyous picture of spiritual knowledge, and a deeper ‘kick’ to keep going. But, funny as it may sound, what I most love sharing with you is the main soul gift I received:
Matter shall reveal Spirit’s face.
For me, the parcel represented my body, the place where my soul resides. Inside were all of the gifts waiting to be received by me. And, just like when I was a child, I felt so eager to unwrap myself and discover all of me.
I experience spiritual joy when finding truth in books, when authentically sharing with friends, when being in the solitude of nature, and when connecting with my own soul. But still a question remains. How does Spirit show its face in matter?
By doing the Spiritual Postures, and listening to the New Equations Music, I am unwrapping myself and my Spirit’s face becomes visible in the solid matter of my body.
I’m sure you agree that we are all still on a journey From the Unknown to the Known. There are still more gifts inside of me . . . and you . . . waiting to be unwrapped.
You never know when the postal carrier will ring your doorbell to deliver some beautiful surprises from your soul. Be alert, do not ignore the bell, and enjoy unwrapping yourself!
I am glad I was home when the postal carrier rang my doorbell! I’m so grateful to New Equations and the avenues it has opened to me.
P.S. Listening to the symphony From the Unknown to the Known is a great way to begin opening your own Parcel from Paradise.