April 29, 2011: Two billion sat glued to their television sets this morning, to watch the marriage of Prince William and Princess Catherine.
There is something of the human being that will never be satisfied by being human; a part of us—an integral core—that demands the unattainable reside somewhere within our world. A prince by virtue of royal lineage, a princess lifted to a place where I could never be, a marriage from a fantasy world beyond my own, yet here on planet earth. No matter how powerful I could imagine myself, how wise and how masterful, how esteemed and respected, their world will remain transcendent of my own.
Yet, the British loyalist says, this is my prince, this is my princess.
The cynics are right—this marriage is nothing but symbolic. Royalty has been lost to the world. And so we crave it even more.
From the moment that they were sundered apart, the mystics tell us, the earth craved to reunite with heaven; physical with spiritual, body with soul, the life that breathes within us with the transcendental that lies beyond life, beyond being.
And as much as the pulse of life yearns to return above, yet more so does the Infinite Light yearn to find itself within our world, within that pulse, within finite, earthly existence.
Towards this ultimate union, all of history flows, all living things crave, all of human activities are subliminally directed. When it will finally occur, it will be the quintessential of all royal weddings. You won’t need to find a hut on your island with a television. You won’t need to google “royal marriage.” The wedding will be before your eyes. You shall be lifted to that place.
May it be soon in our times, sooner than we can imagine.