24.12.25 - 360 - First Holy Night - The soul yearning in the darkness of a forest without paths

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24/25 December 

Capricorn 

On Christmas Eve, when Christ is born into the soul, the soul asks: Can I be heard with all my weaknesses, my faults and my passions? 

As always, the answer is, that's all we have - our weaknesses, faults and passions. Nothing wrong with that. It is what we were made for. It is what makes us authentic. If we do not have these, then we would be as the angels or blank blocks of marble are. We would be perfect and indistinguishable. Perhaps anonymity is the price of peace. 

Symbol: The Stable of Bethlehem, in whose humility and poverty the Light of the World was born. The Voice of Silence penetrates the soul and teaches us to joyfully affirm the good in us and in others 

Also that is all we have the affirmation of good in everyone. In other words, hope. If we have hope, we have everything. That's all we can do, hold on to our hopes. And the manifestation of hope, is seeing and holding onto the good in us and everyone else.

Capricorn. 

The Divine Spirit was born in the Matter. Spirit and Matter. The Alpha and Omega touch and life 
is born. 

The incarnation. From nothing there can be something. It is the ultimate mystery. We are faced with something appearing from thin air. Literally. A bundle and blob becoming sentient. We talk about AI, but the crudity and inefficiency of AI is insulting. Not the interface, but the backend. Inelegant, energy consuming, polluting. The creation of life though happens in the dark, with no knowledge of how it is done. It is a sealed box. Mystery.

Mystery: The soul yearning in the darkness of a forest without paths. 

Pure potential. In the beginning, it is one - the planet of pure potential. We hold the seed in the darkness and we ruminate. We hope.



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