I can’t
help myself. I must write what calls to me.
What I
now call “God” is not the God of my childhood: the religious “persona” with a
long white beard sitting in the clouds, belonging only to one religion, making
judgements about who goes to heaven and who goes to hell (if there are such
places). Now I experience “God” as an
open, spacious, fluid, alive energy, or Consciousness, or Awareness – that
reveals ItSelf as a *felt* Presence. It
reveals ItSelf to be a vast, expansive, infinite, sometimes intense movement of
energy, yet compassionate and delicately intimate. I am (we are) immersed in THAT. I experience the Silence of Its Vastness… I want to *feel* Its Presence continually –
until all else falls away – all the egoistic veils and mental constructs that
keep me from deeply experiencing and *knowing* this Presence, and *seeing*
clearly that this *is* who we ARE – Divine Essence. I want to dive into this delicious Mystery,
and be absorbed in its silent Music. I am unapollogeticaly a “mad woman” who’s
Heart is *finally* dancing! J
Although
I have experienced this “energy” for many years, only recently have I been experiencing
a “new” sense of the Intimacy of this “Reality”, after my “Epiphany” in early
November; experiencing more clearly that all there is, is this vast, aware
Presence whom some name “God”, what others call Emptiness or Nothingness, and
what I have also called The Mystery, or The Beloved, or The Divine, or The
Infinite, or Silence, or Awareness, or Beingness, or Pure Consciousness (among
other names.) It’s all the same…
One night
last December I noticed the Full Moon and realized that the moon *reflects*
this Mystery back to us every night. On
the surface it’s just an “orb” making its way around the earth, as earth makes
its way around the sun – which can be scientifically explained of course. J
But seen from a larger perspective it is mirroring the Vastness of
Infinity in which it is suspended. I am
just now comprehending the immensity of this Mystery! We reduce Reality down to words, to names
like Mother Moon, Father Sun, or Mother Earth, and Father Sky, or “God”, living
in the stories we apply to them, rather than the *immensity* of the Ultimate
Reality that is actually taking place right before our eyes in Infinitude.

When I
allow myself to contemplate it all, there is nothing but awe and wonderment
that we even exist here – supposedly an illusion, or someone’s dream,
supposedly my own – but I’m not so sure anymore. Instead, I see “The Mystery” everywhere
manifesting ItSelf – continually dancing *within* ItSelf - *as* ItSelf – *as* “just
this.” But we *miss* this Mystery
because we focus only on “just this” – the immediate moment, the immediate
experience, our little dramas - our eyes only focused on the here and now
instead of the “The Mystery” behind the here and now – that which animates the
here and now - which is actually the Eternal Now without limits of time and
space. I know some of you will not agree
with this J
and that’s okay… I am merely pointing to the larger Reality *behind* the
present moment – the context for the present moment. Like looking beyond the
clouds to the vast sky in which the clouds are suspended, while the clouds come
and go… We are suspended in that vast
spaciousness as well – mere clouds that appear and dissipate…
There is
only The Infinite – Light years and Light years of Infinity - that we cannot
possibly comprehend, and so we create religions, belief systems, philosophies, and mythologies to try to make sense of it.
Our *minds* create finitude, like “here and now”, or “just this”, and
“we” become imprisoned in the *belief* that there is only “this” –
mis-interpreting the meaning and implications of the word “this.” What “this” could there ever be besides the
Infinity in which we float!? Aka: the
Infinite Dance of Existence that we dwell *within* - not as a separate,
individual entity, but as Infinity ItSelf, manifesting as us – as “just this.” Kind of gives one pause and perspective…
I live in
awe and wonderment of THIS – this Mystery. I want to be ever *aware* of Its Eternal
Presence that is dancing here – waiting for us to recognize IT – although IT never
was and never can be *separate* from who we are - our Eternal Beingness - or
our experience right now…
I am
falling in love with “The Mystery” again and again – like Rumi with Shams of
Tabriz; like Hafiz, like Kabir, although I have hardly read these poets - these ancient Mystics who *knew* “The
Mystery” intimately, as Friend, and danced *in* ITs celestial tune – embraced *by*
The Rhythm… Such wonderment is beyond
any personal sense of “me…” J
Pardon me
while I dance… J
Woman Dancing In The Fire
~
“Enlightenment is not about words
and thoughts and concepts.
Enlightenment is always Here.
By ‘Here’ I don’t mean this
present space.
Here is somewhere within where mind cannot reach.
Presence is always Here and you are always That.
This here is not the opposite of
‘there.’
This ‘here’ is your Heart.
All the cosmos is but a speck in your Heart.”
“The joy of being human is
uncovering the core
we already are…”
Coleman Barks
The Soul of Rumi
~
"Fold within fold the beloved
drowns in its own being.
The world is drenched with
that drowning."
Rumi
~
“…what is empty turns its face to
us
and whispers
’I am not empty. I am open.”
~
Top 2 Photos: This is what I “see” internally when I *say*
the name “God” now;
not these color specifically, and more “billowy”,
the energetic sense of fluidity.
I did these with CrayPas oil pastels in 2011
Photo 3: Woman Dancing in the Fire
CrayPas oil pastels – 2012