Short Stories

           In The Beginning; A Creation/Evolution Myth.  


    In the beginning there was inky darkness. No light existed, nothing existed except the darkness. And, it was perfect.

     This perfection knew itself in its entirety. And, within the depth of its knowing, called itself Love. Unconditional Love. The word tumbled around within this perfect awareness, and the perfection knew it to be true and right, yet woefully insufficient in describing the breadth and depth of its fullness. There would never be adequate language to convey its Truth.

     The perfection basked in its own perfect existence in the endless, boundless darkness.

     Many thoughts of its nature passed through its understanding, but one caught its attention and the perfection knew that its perfect

existence had to change. For unconditional love can only achieve its fullness when shared with others.

     The perfection gathered its will and exploded into being, bursting forth in light and matter. Spiraling outward into an existence that never before was, and will never be again.

    Expanding and growing, the perfection relished the swirling lights that filled the endless darkness. The beauty of perfections being became the stars, suns, planets, galaxies and all bodies large and small.

     Perfection waited in the timelessness of itself. Waiting for those to share in unconditional love.

     In the waiting; systems formed, stars flamed and warmed or died out. Planets stabilized or became debris, bits of manifest perfection floating among the stars.

     Small life stirred in many corners in the vastness of perfections being and it watched. Creatures too small to understand the gift that the perfection gave by becoming squirmed and thrived and changed and grew.

   And, these creatures evolved along with the changes on the pieces of perfection on which they lived.

     Ages passed, many millennia slipped by in the waiting, but what is a million years to the infinite perfection of unconditional love?

     It is nothing.

     Some creatures remained simple, some grew increasingly complex and began to question their own existence.

     Fewer still looked outside themselves or even pondered, 'why are we here?’

     Less than that saw the perfection around them, knew the gift of their lives and the deep abiding love that surrounded them and lived within them.

     The few across time knew that nothing existed that wasn't of this endless, perfect being.

     The Christ, Buddha, Muhammad and many other saw the greatness of the gift and knew the absolute perfection of the love that birthed forth the suns and moons and stars, seen and unseen.

     They shared their experiences, wrote of what they knew, tried to teach others of what cannot be taught, but only experienced.

     With every word spoken and every word written those that had recognized the touch of unconditional love created more and more distance between others and the perfection of unconditional love. Their journeys, their laws, their demands and supplications, only increased the distance between unconditional love and those who needed it the most.

     For unconditional love has no rules, but to love without condition.

This is my little’t’ truth. The divine, spirit, god/dess, from Allah to Zeus are faces that man placed over the perfect being of unconditional love to try to understand it.

     Unconditional love does not judge or condemn. It does not hold itself back from anyone for any reason. It simply, is.

     In all its perfection and all its vastness it permeates all we are and all that is.

     To do this infinite, perfect being justice we need to let its nature shine through us.


Donna Ravenscraft, Kathy Scheiern, Sandy Batts and myself (along with a few others now and again (Jeren!)) use to sit together in meditative contemplation regarding unconditional love. Letting that perfection flow through us and around us as best we could. We always felt lighter, more connected to each other and the infinite around us when we were done.
Some sittings were effortless, others more challenging, but we always felt better for having given it our best, if only for a little while.
During one of our post meditative afterglow moments I spoke of how easy it could be to let some of that unconditional love come in, but how challenging it could be to let it out. Unconditional love is a huge concept. How many people have existed since the dawn of man on this planet who could actually pull that off?
Well, I wasn't really one of them. I judge myself too harshly, and if I can't unconditionally love myself, then it's hard to let that love shine through.
I decided that Uncondition Love was too big to try to tackle and that I would start with something smaller, easier, maybe, to manage.
I would start with Unconditional Tolerance. It is a small step, but in the right direction.