Tag: newborn

Where is the magic in connection?

🙏Disappearance is the magic in connection🙏

Is it not the best of things to be seen fully clothed yet as entirely naked as newborn?

The brightness thereof overtops and shadow-shunts the sallow sight of self every, every time.

One day, it was the first full day of my life. I did not know it was, because I didn’t know my life was mine to know. And I did not know the knower of my life, though I did sense the curious presence of a newness so new, I could not yet know it was so near to me as to be within me.

I was palely loitering.

Along came a pair of eyes to look to me.

The eyes, they see my blinking eyes.

And I deconstruct!

My face,

my muscles,

even my blood,

I am all

transparent.

I am unshadowed

to my very bones.

And then?

A symphony orchestra shakes

what’s left of who I never knew I was.

Inside the gaze of easy eyes

I am deciphered, molten, electrified

made suddenly extraordinarily rich.

Out of my head, lovebirds do fly

joyful

noisy

free

Where’s the magic in connection?

🙏Disappearance is the magic in connection🙏

Is it not the best of things to be seen fully clothed yet as entirely naked as newborn?
The brightness thereof overtops and shadow-shunts the sallow sight of self every, every time.
Where I was palely loitering,

came a pair of eyes to look to me

to see my blinking eyes.
And so I deconstruct.
My face
my muscles
even my blood
I am all
transparent
unshadowed
to my very bones.
And then?
A symphony orchestra shakes
what’s left of who I never knew I was.
Inside the gaze of easy eyes
I am deciphered
made suddenly extraordinarily rich.
Out of my head, birds do fly
joyful
noisy
free

🌱 In the cradle of now 💚

🌱 In the cradle of now 💚

In the cradle of now, I see what the newborn baby shows me. The baby observes – for the very first time – everything. O eyes! O smell! O touchy surface!

With first observations, comes an element of surprise. Surprise arrives in all octaves, in many keys and at all different volumes.

So. I am walking in a tranquil forest, say, the New Forest. I am at peace, I am hardly present in myself.

Consequently, I am not on the lookout, not on my guard. Then this sudden noise! A branch snaps underfoot.

My surprise at being surprised is one thing. The snap extracts me from within my stillness, and I am instantly conjoined with the greater forest.

Surprise itself surprises me during the moment of my surprise.

The entirely other thing is that outside-surprise penetrates my peace. My peace, thus penetrated, lights up somewhat in the way a glowing cuttlefish displays to its mate !

When I am fortunate to have stillness inside, quietly experiencing and observing the unattached flow of my thoughts and emotions, that is when the furniture of my physical location, and my connections to the people I meet, specially my friends and family and those I hold dear to my heart, assume a kaleidoscopic reality.

All exists in total containment of the moment. All is bathed in the glowing light of love.

Life larger than life… surprise is unending in the cradle of now.

~ Love’s presence EveryNow