All the elements of my life conglomerate to form the pool of bubbles that will simply float and then dissipate into the ocean of nothingness over time. What is time but a tremor in the presence of this being. I am here now always, yet the flux of experience gives the illusion of time. Time and place all appear and disappear in this moment. We are all whirling around like ecstatic dervishes praising the game of God.
Why am I standing still, why are you standing still, rejoice, embrace find the song you want to sing, and play it through your entire being. Just like a swan dives headlong into a melting pool of rainbow to emerge ever glistening with the dew of love. Here we are playing with various spectrums of light, sensing, feeling, tasting, contorting, destroying.
Why do I need to do anything else but just this. I am nothing anyway. A very fluid framework of personality programs woven through memories, experiences, sensations. As I sit and watch, it all falls apart. It seems like a congruent flock of birds flying in the sky, moving with one rhythmic strain, yet they can disperse into diversity at any point.
Time to play, time to sing, time to dance your dance. If you don’t know how…well, just begin, simply move, move like the awkward dancer, take the discordant steps, and discordance only leads to concordance, if we keep letting the divine touch us, tame us and liberate us from the rigidity of fear.
The open wound needs a crust, but after a while the crust is an impediment and we might have to peel it off to reveal the pink flesh of new. Perhaps you were impatient in opening the crust too quick, so the flesh is still tender and every time the elements impinge on you, you flinch with your separate vulnerability. But processes run their magic flow, and in time you feel nothing except the pleasant kiss of life on every fiber of your skin. Yes there is a mark , which is fading but you smile at its darkness to remind you of a story once told…because being enjoys the gift of scars. It’s the mark of yet another bubble bursting into joy!
