Tag: joy

❌ The unregarded power between rejection and acceptance 🕊️

🕊️ The unregarded power between rejection and acceptance ❌

When I accept a friend’s smile, I am all at once with my friend. I cannot recall anything of the moment prior to the infusion into my being of the smile.

I so am overtaken by the oscillating wave of friendship immediately upon recognition of the smile, that there is no need to analyse or rationalise the small deep joy of this human connection. It is just joy.

In fact, I never do stand aside to look at this process. And I may not be able to, because it is a trigger at a primitive level of our gregarious collective human nature.

And yet something does exist between the seeing and the surrender to the seen.

It may only be the smallest glimpse of something. And it shines clear and pure and true.

The quality of the purity and human truth present in a transaction of simple friendship is of the same order as is striven for throughout human history and which is sung and celebrated and held in the greatest esteem by thinkers and artists, sages and leaders, from the furthest reaches of recorded time.

If I do understand any of it at all, I feel it is a reflection of primal power of the life force itself that I have witnessed in the smile shared between my friend and I.

E.E.Cummings, in this poem, makes contact with this primal power with the delicacy, as it feels to me, of the wingbeats of some vaporous cosmic butterfly …

may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old

may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it’s sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young

and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there’s never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile

🔆 My life as a plum pudding ♾️

~ Taster fragment from 3,068 words

🔆 My life as a plum pudding ♾️

Waste no time asking questions of time.

No question; answer is before

I accept, with all that I am, all of my gifts, whether they are naturally occurring, or come out of my own striving.

I accept my Acceptance above all.

I value and accept my Acceptance, because this Life, which is superabundance of Joy and Love, has found an acceptance in my identity, and has assumed a proportion of my identity without my volition and with an attachment that never did nor ever will depend on my acceptance of it.

This life allows me to glimpse with understanding, humility, unending gratitude and Awe the common condition of conscious sentience that I share with every particle, subatomic particle and energy wave that ever was, is and will be!

Miraculously, beyond crude casuistry or intense interrogatory, out of non-existence I am born.

Into the selfsame, unanswerable, miraculous non-existence I am to return.

This crucial instant in which the stasis of my sentience pivots, which never begins and never ends, sways and rocks me with tender reasurance, like I’m in a womb, suspended in bliss between my two non-existences.

Virtually undifferentiated and all but indistinguishable from the continuum, except for the miracle of life, “I Am Love”

How differently would we behave towards each other, if every one of us could directly experience seeing our Earth from space?

If we lived on a planet with PERMANENTLY CLEAR STARRY SKIES, how would we behave towards one another? Don’t reply! Behave as if you did

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~ ~Love is present E v e r yN o w

My instant seeds my awareness

🔹 My instant seeds my awareness 🔸
Brief! My life is absurdly brief
My awareness is sufficient and all Sufficiency is latent joy
Brief is my life. Brief
I am anchored by joy flying my awareness
Brief! Life is absurdly brief
Joy of the sufficing instant is the bubble of nascent gratitude burst open
Your eternity and mine are microcosmic small
Waves of understanding bioluminesce.
No time. No time in short life for time
Awareness of joy is more than sufficient. Drink drink the dazzle display

What is our brief eternity, yours and mine, when one instant of it, just one is sufficient to go frolicking in the ocean of our instants ?

Mystery of EveryNow

What is this innocence?
I see it everywhere.
It flows with
visible invincibility.
A newborn wild animal
looks at me.
Twin acceptances of awe.
Everything happens
Differentiation occurs
It is observed in the EveryNow.
The joy and the beauty of the EveryNow I am bathed in
— and which I share with sentient life and with nonliving elements —
are ecstacies
that flame up
from my perception
from the vortex of axiom
seen only by my newborn eye
they honour me with the vision of the burning ungraspable plasma
The mystery of EveryNow
~ Love’s presence EveryNow

The Biodanza effect. Do I dare to hope?

The Biodanza effect. Do I dare to hope?
For those who regularly practice Biodanza – and I am one of some few hundred thousand every week in dozens of different countries – there is a sense of coming home attaching to the word Mindfulness.
From way back, when I began to reflect on the big questions, up to today, I will almost daily catapult my mind into the Now by reference to the notion of my own death. It is a cleansing act which sharpens my gratitude and my wonder for being me being alive in this moment – right here now.
It’s with my regular practice of Biodanza that I am becoming accustomed to the practice – not only the idea – of living my daily life more and more ‘in the Moment’.
That’s to say I am going about the business of my days without tripping up over selfconscious self-referential thoughts. Less and less do I feel the need to question my motives, still less do I bother to direct my thoughts in at myself, where there’s a treadmill for thoughts with nothing better to do than trudge round and around.
What takes my mind away from mental closed circuits today is my gratitude for the pleasures of inclusive warm comradeship I feel from my fellow Biodancers.
Yes, I might still be lonely in my days and nights, but my friends in the Dance of Life have reflected my natural inner joy back to me from their integrity and respect and unconditional trust.
In Biodanza, something as simple as feeling joyful can be revealed as depending on nobody around me. I can see that the joy in the eyes of a partner in the dance spells out happiness all by itself. His or her joy doesn’t depend on me. It arises between us in the shared act of dance. We recognise it is our naked flame of humanity which each has made possible to reveal to the other in the unguarded intimacy of our moments of communion.
Biodanza to me is a spritual reawakening and a growth in potential of the whole person through wordless self expressive freestyle movement, mediated through music, under expert guidance and in the companionship of others whose integrity and trust is strong, explicit and bonding.
I have not dared to hope that Biodanza will always continue to reveal more subtleties of innerscape, more outward expanses of conscious joy, more awareness of the same upward spiralling awakening in those all around me.
I had not dared to hope until I asked Natasha, who has some eight years’ Biodanza. She says it’s perfectly clear that the beneficial effect goes on getting higher, deeper, broader both on the inside and out, and it will never end.
I’m reminded of the illusion of those lonely parallel tracks. In the experience of Busy-busy living, when I think I am alone on the path, I blink, look around and see others on parallel paths. As we face the horizon, all our different divergent paths converge, merge and blaze together in a revitalising sunrise. Or sunset.
Glory glory!

When enough comes to a peak at sufficient, it contains the sum of all joys

In my day, when enough comes to a peak at sufficient, it contains the sum of all joy.

If I allow myself to come into close connection with some external event, it can show me clearly and directly a total, utter and complete satisfaction – “sufficiency”.

It is the presence of sufficiency which links directly to the sum of all joys.

There are treasures of astonishing variety and abundance to be found in the realisation of Sufficiency.

The lines in Genesis touch this: “God saw all that He had made, and it was very good.”

If I go out and about and bring some forethought to my steps, when I encounter a delight, I need not let it enter me and then pass me by.

I may see a kindness by one road user to another, hear a birdcall, observe the scent of a flowering shrub, board the right bus at the moment I needed to travel.

I may be kissed, and as I stop taking breath, all the breaths I have ever breathed are contained in that kiss.

Any joy piercing the living moment is sufficient.

In the split second I try to explain it, repeat it, recall it or record it, it is already long gone.

The value – the treasures – to be found in any experience is in my inborn ability to allow that quality of sufficiency to overtake both it and me.

If I can only stop trying to dream, I can awake to find I am being dreamed by my dream.

Gratitude for these infinite sufficiencies!