Why do we rage at what is? Why do we battle with life and what is happening around us?
Today I am going up to a point where I can see the truth of this.. I will travel with my guide Arthurus who is a very wise dragon :-)
Up up up... limitless limitless freedom and the world so small... I am being shown the perfection of the unfolding.. how everything is like a well oiled machine... intricate... beautiful and so perfect..
Watching everyone playing their part in the great unfolding.. like parts of a clock.. some cogs... some wheels.. some arms... some screws holding it all together.. nothing working without the other parts presence..
Interwoven like the most integrate tapestry each thread woven with the others to build up the picture... and each of us unable to see this from within it... only noticing the colours around us not seeing the bigger picture.. not seeing the perfection of it all.. not able to understand how and why everything is happening.. and because we cannot see the bigger picture becoming very confused about what is happening to us... with us.. in us... around us being pat of the tapestry but unable to see the pattern and it's intricate design..
So we want it to be other than it is.. we say if only I had. .if only I had done.. if only they would.. if only that never happened.. if only the world would line up with my desires then I would be happy.. then it would all go peaceful and could let go of my worries... as then it would all be perfect..
And we are so busy wanting something different... we do not notice the perfection of what is... If we stop..in this moment..and look with wonder and appreciation at what is around us it is all sooo perfect.. every thing.. every space between the things.. every movement.. every bit of light and the dark that shows up to help us see it.. every thing that is not us.. showing up to show us who we are..
So if we are golden thread...in this carefully woven tapestry that builds into a picture... others showing up as the blue and the red and the black... so we can see the gold only because they are different... and we show and glow because they are there reflecting who we are... because they are different... because they are not us...
Oh the sweet perfection of what is.. I cannot rage against such perfection.. it would have no purpose.. because the pattens and threads will still weave together if I rage or watch it..
I suppose I could choose again.. choose to love it and accept it.. maybe I can choose.. we all get to choose... to notice the perfection or rage against what is..and right now in this moment I choose acceptance... My hope and prayer is that I can pick up this acceptance and carry it with me.. into each precious moment of now that follows this one.. releasing and honouring the joy and peace that comes when I let go.. surrender and accept what is..:-)
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