Daily Signet

The old of us must die in order for the new to be born. What can be birthed, created when the least of us dies, is the best of us. We have the opportunity to create ourselves in the image of the future us to which we aspire; the image of our own Origo to which we aspire. That new us to which we aspire becomes our sun – around which we revolve – the sun whose gravitational force draws us closer and closer while warming and renewing us – day after day after day. One of the meanings of the Greek word “Kosmos” was embroidery. Was Odysseus’ stalwart Penelope creative – weaving during the day and then ripping it out at night to begin a new pattern the next day – so day follows night follows day? We each, individually, with our unique Human Souls, at night ripping apart yesterday’s pattern and each day having the opportunity to weave a new pattern. Giving birth to the new us. What could be more creative than that?                                                                        

Ben Leichtling 

On This Day…

St. Gabriel, Archangel

St. Oscar Romero: Archbishop of war-torn San Salvador who was murdered while saying mass in his church, 1980