There's much here this morning
and its much bolder than normal.
so much louder
so much so much so much
the gap was bridged and somehow i am now flying over the canyon gap like a track star that jumps over the hurdle and is captured mid air by the camera. its the glory moment. i'm maybe in the olympics? maybe i'm just a high school star?... its the same feeling where ever you are. the distance. the leap. its all the same. its just the feeling of flying over all obstacles with ease.
thats how i feel this morning.
smooooth sailing over this gap of land.
my music is really loud this morning
and its dancing music
its moving music
its 7:45 and i'm wide wide awake
ahahhahaha
hahahha
ahhahahahhahahaha
Suuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnrise
i'm here
i'm present
i'm so ready for this day.
amen.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
delightfully dangerous
i am bombarded by media, with glossy pictures of life... but I forget not the delighting in more dangerous and gritty emotions.
yes, I thank the dark of the day when desperation and disillusionment are sometimes more real than anything else I can wrap my hands around.
there is purity in emotion.
purity in even the more vile emotions. for they are not so despicable after all.
they are an experience that passes through me like rain that soaks into the earth, sinks in, nourishes, and evaporates away again. the traces leave growth behind. the experience is but a memory. the pain is but a reminder of beauty of experiencing this life around me.
experiencing the REAL emotions is so exponentially more enjoyable than pseudo - feeling the pasted smiles or uncomfortable fake grins. I have had those before. I have been shown them before. and they don't delight me.
Lately I have been delighting in the dangerous. delighting in the reallllll layers of feeling. uumm I could lick it from my fingers like marmalade. it taste so good to partake of my humanity in this body. feeling all the emotions as they run the grid of my existence.
rising, falling, moving from one point to the other.
evolving emotion that transforms itself
transforms me.
present.
and also past. present. future.
complete
what was. and is. and is to come.
ummm just typing that fills me up whole.
there is no extreme. only one complete circle of experience.
i am so grateful.
yes, I thank the dark of the day when desperation and disillusionment are sometimes more real than anything else I can wrap my hands around.
there is purity in emotion.
purity in even the more vile emotions. for they are not so despicable after all.
they are an experience that passes through me like rain that soaks into the earth, sinks in, nourishes, and evaporates away again. the traces leave growth behind. the experience is but a memory. the pain is but a reminder of beauty of experiencing this life around me.
experiencing the REAL emotions is so exponentially more enjoyable than pseudo - feeling the pasted smiles or uncomfortable fake grins. I have had those before. I have been shown them before. and they don't delight me.
Lately I have been delighting in the dangerous. delighting in the reallllll layers of feeling. uumm I could lick it from my fingers like marmalade. it taste so good to partake of my humanity in this body. feeling all the emotions as they run the grid of my existence.
rising, falling, moving from one point to the other.
evolving emotion that transforms itself
transforms me.
present.
and also past. present. future.
complete
what was. and is. and is to come.
ummm just typing that fills me up whole.
there is no extreme. only one complete circle of experience.
i am so grateful.