This year my weekly newsletter Seeds is 19 years old. It was inspired by the prodigious work of metaphysician Emmet Fox. I wanted to send a weekly inspirational gift that was a quickie — to cause a deepening of spiritual thought, word, and deed. It seems to be working; I still have some of the charter subscribers. Sign Up Here to receive the latest Seed each Friday by email.
The current Seed is below.
Seeds XIX, 49 Seed: Tohubohu
MEANING: noun: Chaos; confusion.
ETYMOLOGY: From Hebrew tohu wa-bhohu, from tohu (formlessness) and bhohu (emptiness).
I’m writing this Seed on the Fourth of July. My calendar, courtesy of Mary Engelbreit, reads:
Without Ice Cream, Life would be Chaos and Darkness. Or, tohubohu. Formless and Empty. Ow.
Okay, so that’s one way to interpret formless and empty. Here’s another way: What’s formless in a space of emptiness is what is yet possible and not yet come into being.
And just think! It could, if we are extremely fortunate (and I believe we were born to be fortunate) … it could … turn out to be ice cream.
And order would be restored to the Universe at last.