There is a grace approaching
that we shun as much as death,
it is the completion of our birth.
It does not come in time,
but in timelessness
when the mind sinks into the heart
and we remember.
It is an insistent grace that draws us
to the edge and beckons us surrender
safe territory and enter our enormity.
We know we must pass
beyond knowing
and fear the shedding.
But we are pulled upward
none-the-less
through forgotten ghosts
and unexpected angels,
luminous.
And there is nothing left to say
but we are That.
Stephen Levine
Original title: "Millennium Blessing"
~
Commentary by Ivan Granger
Most of us spend our entire lives avoiding that inner opening.
Most of the time it is a quiet itch at the back of the awareness
we squirm and turn away from. And when it really presses
on us, it can inspire terror, as if we were facing death.
It is the death of our old world view, the death of patterned
awareness, the death of our limited notion of who we are. All
we thought ourselves to be stops - and so it is a sort of death.
To feel that grace approaching, to welcome it, requires a sort
of courage.
It requires courage, and surrender. We have this idea that
spiritual opening is a terrible effort... No... That unfolding
wants to occur within us. The only effort is to let go of our
endless strategies to halt the process. We all feel it, a gentle
prodding to let the heart open, to know ourselves truly, to be
present and radiate ourselves into the world. It is insistent,
trying to happen within us. Call it grace, if you like. The
question presented to us: Do we courageously accept the
invitation or not?
For those of us who live in contemporary society, how hard
it is to stop the ticking of the clock? From such an early age
we internalize the sense of time and progress and deadlines.
Yet, in doing so, we forget that these are all just concepts,
just one way to understand the unfolding of being and
experience. That sense of time is a powerful tool for doing
and accomplishment, but it isn't inherently "real." It doesn't
have much to do with who or what we are. There is a flow of
days and months, but they are the surface current of a much
deeper timelessness.
It's fascinating how we use the hyperactivity of thought to
define the world, to frame our perception of the world, and
in some ways to limit our notion of the world. The other
thing about thought: It creates time. When thought settles
down, we discover timelessness. And as the poet says, the
mind comes to rest, not in the head, but in the heart.
And we remember. It is not through intellection but through
stillness that we remember. Look at the word "remember."
Re-member. To remember is to finally see how apparently
separated reality actually fits together in a single body.
Discursive thought can only ever examine pieces of the whole.
To remember is to have the full vision of Wholeness, as
things actually are. But this vision is found in timelessness
and stillness, through the quiet mind unfiltered.
~
Photo - Mystic Meandering
