I have a wonderful friend whom I call every once in a while to say, “Just calling for a sanity check,” and that’s usually enough to get us both laughing.
Those chats are times to be reminded of what I know is really true—right where the stirrings, swirlings, and information hurtling from all directions seem to be.
They’re a reminder to hang in there, anchor deep from a spiritual vantage point, and listen patiently for that quiet, relentless voice of divine Truth, whispering, nudging, and assuring.
Listening then gives way to inner clarity: feeling the peace, comfort, and safety of divine Love; and the certainty that Love alone is the only true source of real thought.
Mary Baker Eddy speaks of “The calm strong currents of true spirituality, the manifestations of which are health, purity, and self-immolation …” deepening the human experience (Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, p. 99).
O, to feel these constant, quiet currents steadying us while the world heaves and swirls! And to discover the present, spiritual poise and calm that helps still any storms—first within, then rippling out into the world.
At a time when I felt like I was drowning in darkness and depression, a quiet message began to emerge in my thinking, saying, You are not these thoughts, these thoughts are not you. And with that message came a deep stillness, a beginning of seeing my way clear.
This poem by Allison Phinney (Christian Science Sentinel, January 19, 2009, p. 21) encapsulates this experience perfectly:
I can tell you this …
not my wisdom—
others have told it—
Daniel, the Psalmist,
When the darkness comes down
like an Arctic night, the
daylight’s squeezed out,
supposedly nothing to know,
some angel comes, says, “O man greatly beloved,”—*pulls you up from your knees.
You don’t even have to see
a dawn, a change of times or
season, the real
sings again in you—in spite of
light not gone, but there,
and more than ever
— Allison Phinney