we’re not talking accounting, or what chilling does to certain body parts…
think more along the lines of stature, posture, confidence, emotion, expression, spirit and energy.
we have limitless options, and potentiality. every moment is an opportunity. every thought carries weight. quantum physics would call it the possibility wave, when once observed, actualizes into something physical (now, scale that to billions of times per second); what we focus on, must inform what we create/experience in our lives, one way or another. much of it is unconscious… until you practice your way into awareness of this integral process, and thus you become the conscious conductor of how and what happens for you, to you, through you.
but we don’t generally think in these ways. we’re quite used to the tangible, material machinations, and methodologies. it’s been drilled into our minds in many (most?) cultures around the world, shrinking our reality ever smaller, compressing and stifling who and what we really are.
how has that been working out, so far? we’re perpetual victims, of one system or another.
routine can shroud the greater storyline.
but the tides are wholly turning, as was expected. me thinks we’ve been here before…
fact is, when you’re stuck in the terrestrial, fear is your constant companion, and it keeps you in a space of exploitation, manipulation, and undue influence; how fragile we are. however, in truth, underneath it all, we cannot be harmed, period. but through wilful forgetfulness, we dwell in the drama; we play the game, and we allow ourselves to be played. that’s all well and good, until you wake up to the reality, and realize the folly. it’s quite empowering, unless you choose to judge yourself negatively. this process requires a certain levity, because the utter scale of it is beyond the mind entirely.
collectively, we’re still a bit drowsy. but the effect is wearing off, and grand old illusions are falling away. we’re ready for more. we’re inviting, embracing, exploring unity. we’re purging the slough, touching the heart, and remembering the lightness of all this universe stuff. the once influential characters have nothing original to bring to the table, and their scripts are well and worn out, their suits cliché, and their ranting akin to madness – to those ready and willing to turn the page.
expansion is inevitable. you can’t breathe without it. you can’t challenge yourself, or experience breakthroughs, daring the universe to meet you at every instant – which it does, regardless of the path you choose. it all leads home, in the end. “cool. again?”