Today is a good day for rapture. So is tomorrow. And the day after that. Every day is a good day to be caught up in the experience of wonder, where the rest of the world, our cares and worries, our fear and anger, our cynicism and grief fall away for a little while. Every day is a good day to be caught by life, by the holy oneness. I recommend rapture every day, as a basic spiritual practice, to be, like the Holy, Lovers of Life, caught up in the joy of being, in the resilience of creation, in the wow that passes out of understanding and sings the great song of joy. That’s the rapture that frees us, that gives us back holy hearts, that grants us daily experience of grace, and calls us daily to sacred responsibility.
No one need be left behind in this holy rapture. I’ve experienced it in some truly terrifying and terrible moments. I’ve experienced it when I haven’t known if there will be a next hour, let alone a next day. Rapture frees us when we’re otherwise perishing, withering in our lives, blasted by sickness, danger, exploitation, oppression, hatred, and grief. Because rapture costs nothing, because rapture restores our spirits and heals us, encourages us, and calls us on through the narrow places of our lives, when we live in rapture, we live free.
Often, we feel constrained to act. We feel too ill, too weary, not powerful enough, somehow not the right person, because we don’t have that superhero costume in our pocket and even if we did, there are very few phone booths to change into these days, let alone a spare tardis and a time lord to invite us to action. Rapture frees us from those fetters of life and recalls us to our true selves, our wholeness that belongs to the Lover of Life and to the life of love.
You can experience it in the worst of places, the most broken-hearted of spaces. It just takes practice. Maybe you already know how a particular song takes you out of the chains of woe. Or how when the light is soft and tinted with orange and pink there’s amazement to be found in what we’ve thought is an abandoned or desecrated place. Or how a holy text or a prayer takes you out of the rocky defile and gives you the awe and refreshing air of the mountaintop. It isn’t the same dropping out and dropping away that we seek in addiction, even if the destructive forces of addiction use those same pathways that resound with joy when we know true rapture. Because in the wonderment, we’re simultaneously aware of who we are and where we are and how we are in the world, free to act for goodness, being called to that action, and also aware of how we are part of the whole – the good, the bad, the indifferent. The wonderment is within us, around us, always with us; we’re just not always paying attention to it.
When we know rapture, we’re freed to be who we really are sung into being to be. When we know rapture, we’re restored to how we can act, without having to worry about being enough, because we’re filled with the knowledge that what we do contributes toward that enoughness. Together in our apartness we ruin the world; together, as lovers of life, we’re part of that healing.
Today’s an excellent day for rapture.