“Are we there yet?” we might ask ourselves every now and then. In this generation when soul searching often leads us to crossroads, Paulo Coelho‘s Brida is a timely read. This book presents a tale of love, passion, mystery and spirituality.
Brida, the main character and who seeks her destiny, and struggles to find balance between her relationships and her desire to become a witch, is like anyone of us. We seek for meaning in things we do, look for fulfilling relationships, and find essence, either of life or simply our existence in this Universe. But we are all scared to run the risks of the Dark Night. We are afraid of death, but even more afraid of wasting our lives. For all we know, we are afraid of discovering that life is magical.
(Clap, clap, clap!) Yes, I almost copied Coelho’s school of thought. It must be clear by now that I love his storytelling acumen and his zeitgeist spiritual topics. Why not when he speaks right through the soul and instills hope not only to oneself but also to humanity? Likewise, Brida teaches the value of self, and humility, a virtue that has lost its appeal in the present days. So, after reading Brida, the reader will find a renewed spirit. He/She will become more forgiving of self, and accepting of the symbiotic relationship between magical and mundane phenomena.
Thus, it is in this wise that we proceed and drink from every cup. For one, all wines should be tasted. And while some should only be sipped, with others, we drink the whole bottle. By the taste shall we determine good wine from bad one. Similarly, as we find ourselves in the crossroad we just have to trust that nothing is completely wrong. Even a stopped clock is right twice a day. Moreover, we will never know the ultimate reason for our existence. We might know the how, where and when of being here but the why will always be a question that remains unanswered.
The main objective of the great Architect of the Universe is known to Him alone, and to no one else. So, we can only surrender ourselves to Divine Providence, take God’s hand, and fight for our dreams, believing that they always arrive at the right moment. Just as no one can possess a sunset, no one can possess an afternoon of rain beating against the window or the magical moment when the waves break on the rocks. No one can possess the beautiful things of this Earth, but we can know them and love them.
Consequently, it is through such moments that God reveals himself to mankind. And so, we pray. A prayer, when couched in the words of the soul, is far more powerful than any ritual. And gather ourselves because only the truly enlightened ones have silent souls.