Peas in a pod

Peas in a pod

We are all as alike as peas in a pod. Grass and flowers die. Houses and mountains crumble.

We have in common – every one of us – our innate sense of self-preservation, our basic humanity, our need in common for love, air, food, drink, warmth, security, and safety in companionship.

I recoil from trying to assimilate enough knowledge of politics or religion to become capable of qualifying my modes of thought or action according to their principles or precepts.

All my observations of the continuum in which I exist point to one thing – transience. The further back in my time I retreat, I still see the same quality of impermanence.

This predictable unpredictability, which in isolation would resemble a pit of empty despair, always presents laced with scents, colours and shapes of love.

EveryNow is my shorthand for the unending orgasm of loving to live, EveryNow is my X and Y and Z axes of celebration of the joyful flow of existence. 

My reference of my sentient consciousness to that flow of change, to that intimate turbulence in my microcosm, is mirrored in the  indiscernible motion of the violent unfurling of energetic matter in the Universal macrocosm.

All these things are fractals of flux. 

I say, let them take high precedence among the attributes worth taking the trouble and time identifying with, regardless of our physical shape, financial stability, health, grounding or lack of grounding, 

The fact of suffering is much less useful to understand.

Dive in! Submerge, let the savage unknowability of fractal flux close over my head while it is under this influence. Be attached to it, take inspiration for decisions to action, give official recognition to it as the truth and validity suffused through and through the heart of the being of the next bystander in the bus queue. Or in me!

Time spent on focus on pain is time not spent in the pursuit and sharing of the celebration of bliss in all its forms and infinite fluctuations.

Think about it… We come complete with pain at birth, and, when viewed from within, pain advances our understanding almost not at all of the peace and love that animates us, from which we all arise and back to which we are all dancing each other home

~ Love is present sparkling EveryNow 

* In real time *

* In real time *

The creation of trust in myself and the learning of how to trust others takes real time.

We are not mechanical beings. We are suffering creatures. We have no switches to throw. No switches to start or to stop suffering.

What I do have is me and time.

This points to one of the many reasons why the time we all have is not for idly wasting. Our lives are finite, our time here together is limited. We can rise above these limits. We can transcend them for a while together. We can fly.

If I fly, I do so accompanied by great joy. To learn to have wings to fly in all honesty and integrity I need time.

I need Time to learn to live. Time to learn how others live. Time to learn the languages of love. Time to heal from pain inflicted and pain afflicting. Time to reflect and to be grateful. Time in which to lose all that I am and all that I have. Time for sharing all of these as widely as possible.

If I use all the time I have…
if I revere and sanctify the precious gift it is, then my life and my end of my life
become one and the same moment !

I live my moments in the peace of a force ten gale. The more I welcome my life which rips me and rips through me in real time, the more I approach with joy the end of my time.

The end of my time clothed only in peace
* In real time *

Who am I at my very sacred centre?

Who am I at my very sacred centre?

I am no longer suffering I.

My identity is as a pixel of humanity

A lumen in a ripple of original peace

An absence of shadow under the brilliance of love

A movement in the murmuration of the swarming of life

There is such intensity of Acceptance at such great density of Awareness,

that the need for questions is obliterated

by the glorious overwhelm of abundant answers.

Will you release your guardianship, relinquish your sentinel ego and allow us to tarry together conjoined?

This, my sacred space, is where we are welcome to share as equals in wholesome awareness.

Wholly welcome to love and be loved

~ Love is present EveryNow