“Drink from your own well and you’ll never be thirsty.”
THE WELL OF OUR SOUL
The above aphorism given to me in meditation, I saw a bottomless well wherein is contained everything —everything we could possibly need or want in this life. Through it, in fact, runs the universe, a cornucopia of a plentiful and never-ending supply of anything we could possibly need in order to accomplish our divine mission on earth. This well that never runs dry; where the water always remains sparkling, clear, alive and pure. This well where we discover, as in the universe above, our own stars and black holes, mystery and magic, our own midnight skies and noonday sun, a microcosm of the macrocosm. There is no end of depth to this great well. This well that runs through the All That Is, the eternal supplier.
This pool is the God-center of me, of you, the Source of all life, the Well-Spring from which everything flows, our own heart-center. Herein lays every answer to every question. As humans, it is usually only after becoming totally drained, battle-scarred and bruised, tired of all the drama and unhappiness in our daily lives, that we begin to believe there might be a better way. At that juncture we begin to consider closing the door to our old lives, up-ending more than a few rocks for different answers in order to avoid any more suffering. In due course, we come to discover that we can close the door for a time, begin to become conscious of our breath, still our thoughts, sit by the water of our own well and wait. Remaining still long enough and with practice, we come to hear the soft beats of our heart, the gentle whispers, the quiet lapping of the water. Remaining still, we wait for the waters to stir, the angel to come. The answers begin to bob up to the surface, into our consciousness. It is here we become aware, give up our victim hood and our blaming as we ascend towards a higher plane of consciousness, and with joyous surprise, begin to remember the immensity of our being-ness.
Here I learn I am the well. Here I see my true self in the crystal waters while bending down to drink. I am amazed because I do not see the face I expect to see. Instead I see a radiant light-filled being. Here there are no lines of concern etched into the corners of my eyes, no worrisome looks reflecting back. Here my face is young, my skin translucent and glowing as I brush back my hair. Here I realize that not only am I the woman, I am also the well. I am the see-er and the seen as my face gazes back at me from the water. I am the seer, if you will, the visionary, the prophet. I hold the keys to all of life within me. I already know the ancient of ways, the secret to life, and the answers to my deepest questions in the innermost parts of me. There is mastery within my hands as I draw up the scoop from the water and drink—I become satisfied, complete, at peace.
As I rise from the waters, refreshed and renewed, I am changed. Pain progressively transmuted into joy, living from the well of my heart, listening, I evolve into all my todays and tomorrows, knowing I am truly that woman I first met at the well, and I am beautiful!