Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Crafted out of light-filled pieces of awareness

Just me and my bird friends at the ocean today, rolling around in the sand together, watching as the water cleans out and washes through our hearts, our psyches, our nervous systems… in awe as the beloved in her own way baptizes this body with her grace. I’m not sure how I could be any luckier than I am in this moment, how this life could be any sweeter or more precious, what more I could ever want than this. It is overwhelming sometimes: How is it that one more day is given?

The breath moving in and out, thoughts moving in and out, love moving in and out, feelings arising and passing, sensations flowing here and there, all synchronized with the tides… where do I end and where does the ocean begin? To behold this utterly awe-inspiring Universe – those particles of love as they take form as these grains of sand, as the cells of this heart, and as this birdsong from beyond. It is all so vivid, so luminous, so empty (of concept), so full (of love). How is it that there can be no difference between that which appears in awareness and awareness itself, appearance and nature revealed to be of the very same substance?

All of these sensations, these feelings, these sacred emotions, even these thoughts and the cells of this mind – crafted out of these same light-filled pieces of awareness. Every unique appearance in awareness, an irreplaceable reflection of the sacred world, birthed out of the stars, dancing for a few moments inside the cells of this heart, gifting this reality with the uniqueness of its precious display, and then dissolving back into the ocean of being. This entire sensory world is a holy appearance, simultaneously arising, dancing, and passing, all in the same movement, just as the waves, the birds, the grains of sand, and this body itself. I hope I make it all the way through this sweetest of ever days, but if for some reason I do not, this would have been enough – I have been given so much more than enough.