Vinn's Journal
10/1/2003 |
“We are all mystics by virtue of our birth. We are meant for something more.” - Wayne Teasdale
These days are filled with a suspended selection of thoughts that carry what is missing in my life. I am bound to view the human condition as a splendid excursion into the light of love. I am doing this in spite of the headlines. I am doing this in spite of the growing feeling of emptiness in the pit of my stomach. I am doing this even as I whirl in confusion around the course I am on.
Will I be enough? Will I have what it takes? Can I sustain the level of involvement it will take to successfully lead a life that is in service to the One?
Those questions are having less and less of a hold on my thinking. Those questions are losing their power of paralysis. Those questions are being replaced with statements of security. Let nothing disturb you! Theresa’s words have become a mantra of meaningful measure.
I trust! I know that I am meant for something more in this awakened adventure that is my life. I recognize that just to be is the blessing. I yearn to make some difference in the world which seems so far away from my daily affairs. I seek the spiral of service which suggests that from the inside out the life is lived. I seek the spiral of service which shows how the immediate environment vibrates out and away causing effects from the source of origin. I blow kisses to all who are in need of affection. I am the place in space where the creative force manifests and moves out in all directions, simultaneously.
There is so much to be done.
There is so little time to do.
It takes so little to be.
In being there is only eternity.
I am caught in the gap between the material world with all its disappointment and distress and fleeting flourishes of fame, and the spirit realm of interconnectivity and transformation. I am learning to dance with one eye inward, and one eye outwardly gazed.
I am learning to balance the spin in the spiral of sweet sentiment, rushing toward the One.
I am learning to fall, with abandon, into the arms of the Beloved partner.
I watched, yesterday, two small children swirling and hunched in a free for all run.
Their bodies prancing and playing around mother as she sat awaiting the bus.
The space between us grew thick with recognition.
There was only expansive time.
It was possible for me to reach out and touch them.
They had touched me!
The face of the boy had the most sublime smile that stayed with me all day.
I absolutely knew, in that moment, that his facial expression is the only possible response to any worldly affair.
A calmness and certainty overcame me and washed away all doubt, uncertainty, and fear.
In that brief eternal moment, I knew the answer for my life.
I had come down from the tower of thought and entered the heart of humanity to play and pray as One.
“In other words, what transforms us is not what we do but our integration with what is.” - Wayne Teasdale, The Mystic Heart
Be well,
vinn