Another injury, this one to my eye. While playing racquet ball, a ball was hurled into my right eye causing significant damage to my vision. As I sat to meditate the following day, I received tremendous support for my healing and understanding of the significance of the event.

Healing My eye "I".

My Divine I Am Presence is with me, moving into its feminine expression, the energy and voice moves into the Mother. I'm growing more expansive, spacious. She is showing me, inviting me to travel with Her back to my birth, my individuation from Source. She is showing me how She is that which gave birth to All That Is. How She is the matrix, the Space born in which all has life. Without Her, there would be no manifestation. She is the Mother. It is a presence of Divine Consciousness, the loving, nurturing, energy which I feel as an infinite field of loving consciousness, which gives birth to all.

She invites me to travel with Her, either using the image of the human body or infinite space to journey back to the Oneness, that which we all were before, before anything. The calm ocean of infinite golden white light, unmeasurable energy at every conceivable point, joy and love are its very nature.

The canal of the vagina is symbolic of crossing the threshold between manifestation and that Oneness. In space, it is crossing the from, that which exist as all of manifestation, through the void, to that which is still One, undifferentiated Source.

She is trying to impress me with a metaphor and an experience of the Oneness. An image that She offers is how our cells make up our body, but the cells are individualized and not individualized at the same time. It is as if the cells in our body had no walls, each cell seemlessly touching one another. There was no place where my consciousness ended and another's began. She expanded the metaphor of our cells in our body to include all the heavens, galaxies, stars, planets, and lives.

Such was the nature of the Oneness. Each of us crossed from that Ocean of Oneness through the cannel of birth into manifestation which She and Light made possible. As if our bodies exploded and each cell suddenly found itself launched into the dark emptiness of space not yet populated with creation.

There is healing for each of us in that birthing process. I am not quite able to grasp what it is, just that it is there. Something about the masculine energy of light going forth, piercing the darkness. A wounding there. Somehow this relates to my injury and the healing of my eye "I".

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