Vinn's Journal
March 2009 |
Today I am a wandering whimsy. Today I am a wondering whimsy.
Today I am a felt sense of this soul in motion observable from all viewpoints on the fertile playing fields of mind, body, and heart.
Today I am less fretful and more at peace playing music, balancing a check- book, taking long walks, watching birds feed outside my window, and meeting grandchildren at school.
All the variegated events that make up this everyday dance come toward me in disguise. Underneath their outer garments lie opportunities for selfless service and courting of a presence that affirms this everyday dance. Hiding in the folds of cotton shirts and rayon pants are notices of this movement moment sliding and bumping its’ way toward mystery and awe.
Today I am a witness to the world from the eyes of one who knows that the days are dwindling to a precious few. The vapor of this body will eventually hover over the meandering of the masses. The steam heat of skin and bones will infuse the pores of the people posing as answers to the ineffable.
Today I am a concluding message of attention to the dancers of this everyday. Open the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and hands and sense the chimes of freedom ringing in this movement moment.
Today I am worship for the adventure of ignorance expecting a recognizable entrance from the doors of perception. Today I am the entry open broadly and ushering in promise and pain of unfulfilled agreements, unrequited loves, and unstated longings.
Today I am sinking downward into the cellar of consciousness and dancing among the bones of the dead moments gone away and expired. They have done their duty and now I dance on the graves of grace. Today I am the memory of all the mystery that bewildered and paralyzed this procession of dead moments.
Today I am doing the things to be done mindlessly and heart centered without concern to their decorum. Doing them with an eye to the surrounding field in the present moment. Doing them with compassion to the excluded among us. Doing them in the cycle of action and acquiescence. Today I am noticing there is nothing to take and nothing to give.
Whimsy and wandering have become the pillars of this everyday dancer. Moving form and cycles of breath with its reminder of death and renewal stand front and center in the creative work of this everyday dance artist.
Today I am thinking twice of any bars placed on open windows. These bars of assessment, betrayal, comparison, defensiveness, and envy cloud the vision of this soul in motion.
enjoy yourself
vinn