" Only when we have lost our life can we find it "
I am now well into The Third Age, and it seems to be a most wonderful time in my life. I look back and see so much that at the time I couldn’t understand. So many failures, so many cu-de-sacs but which I now see have proved to be a catalyst and a sort of metamorphosis into new growth and transformations – a melting pot of new meaning and understanding about the gift and purpose of my life.
It can be a time to continue to make that difficult journey inward – a re-connecting, in a deeper way, of my mind and body to the spiritual source of my being which, when touched upon, gives grace, blessings and a sense of deep gratitude. It becomes a journey in faith when we can have time for reconciliation and healing. It is a journey of compassion and humility into the life and spirit of Christ who dwells in our hearts. I feel called to enter with wonder into this mystery of God’s eternal love and to respond to it in fresh Third Age ways.
In the words of John Main from Community of Love:
"It is learning to die and learning to accept the eternal gift of our being – both in the one act. It is learning that all death is a death to limitation and that if we can die to self we rise to an infinite liberty of love, because love is the creative energy of the universe and also the creative centre of our own being. To find that centre we must go beyond our self-centredness, we must die to everything that is passing away. As we make this journey into our own Passover and share it with others we enter into the truth that reality is not a final achievement but is a dynamic experience of the passing from self to the other. Only when we have lost our life can we find it."
And so, together with my ordinary everyday life, this last stage continues the journey into this sacred space which is the source of eternity where God dwells – calling me, drawing me closer and closer into the mystery of his love, making me one with him.