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#3896 - Monday, May 17, 2010 - Editor: Gloria Lee
Nonduality Highlights
[Note: This is an inadvertant duplicate of issue #3895. -jk]
The Flow
Vicki Woodyard
Tuesday, May 11, 2010 at 9:45pm
I have been so caught up in
working on my book that I have not taken the time to enter the
flow of intuitive writing, which I love to do. So I am going to
clear my head and do that before something else snags my feeble
little mind.
I have this to say. In spite of loss and sorrow and not wanting
to go on alone, I have, I have. I have conquered innumerable
fears for no other reason than it was time. The flow carries us
even against our wills. What a mystery we are enacting while we
brush our teeth and then eat chocolates before bed. When we
strain at gnats and swallow camels. And truffles. And that is who
we are.
And who we are not.
For the great mystery is contained within us. It is flowing like
wine and congealing like aspic. It is breaking our self-concepts
into smithereens and dashing us into the pilings of the cosmic
pier. The tsunami of the Self is bearing down on us and we are
rushing for cover. No more time for tweeting and blogging and
texting while we drive. Too late. It's always too late.
And there is never enough time to turn our lives around by taking
thought. That bus pulled out of the station long ago.
And so we fritter our lives away while cancer or AIDS or whatever
is taking someone's life tonight. And somewhere hearts are
breaking and stomachs are tight with dread and nurses bring pills
and patients go suddenly quiet and leave on a mystery train.
And who we are suddenly kicks in. And we do something great. Or
not. And maybe a crack opens up in our psyche and an angel wings
past it and we feel a chill. And then we know that we are not
alone.
And that we are standing on holy ground and wearing mismatched
socks and it's okay.
And so it goes.
http://www.bobwoodyard.com
When The Mind Falls Into The Heart