The agony and the ecstasy

Does one ever know anything?

A passing mood  
an irritation 
a moments joy.

Does one know why it appeared the way it did?
A sadness,  
a depression.
Why did it jump from nowhere 
and made itself known?

The mind will come up with some clever answers.
And some of them might sound reasonable:

'because of this fellow doing this or that'

'because i just won the jack pot'


But does one ever really know?

This morning overwhelmed by heavy feelings,  
which weigh on the way one perceives the world.   
Usually labelled depression.
And why?

Because:

'sitting with a friend, who after an accident is brain damaged 
and who is struggling to come out of his confines'?

'menopausal fluctuations sending the mood into the pits' ?

'part of  integration happening,  some parts of the body mind set    up still reluctantly giving up their hold.  
Dreading the emptiness.'?

'a natural movement like the tides in the ocean, 
moving from ecstasy to agony,  from up to down.  
The breathing in and out by existence through this form.'?

Take your pick.  

And in the end what difference does it make?

And who is there to care.?

Sitting with this feeling,  
this delicacy thrown at one,
with all the love and compassion,
it is just Love embracing Itself.

Life happening...

Dance...

Dance,  dance the dance of life,
Swing, rock, rap.
Disappear in the music.

Hop on the train.
Sit at a station for a while,  
watch life go by.
Then hop on to the next.
Always moving, always Here.

A masserati on winding roads.

Diving with hang gliders from mountain tops.
Soar,  
fly.
Infinite as sky.

Who knows what life brings?
Who knows what you are meant to do?

Climb with heavy tread 
on stony paths the steep slopes.
Breathing deep,  
muscles aching.
Admire and drink in the view from the top.


Did you figure it out already?
What is your next move going to be?
Do you know?


Explore the jungle,
Nature overtaking you with 
its scents, sights and sounds.
Dissolving into the foliage.


Do you have your strategies in place?
Is your insurance up to date? 


Meanwhile dance with whatever comes your way.
Twist your legs, 
swing your hips.

Life is happening anyway anyhow.

You might as well..

The great unknown

Nothing is certain in this relative world.
Except the fact that everything comes and goes.

All what we are holding on to as mine:

my family, my friendships, my home, 
my possessions, my work, my character, 
my body, my abilities, my ego, my progress, 
my spiritual path, my surrender, my concepts, 
my problems, my ideas,  my childhood traumas,
my beliefs.............

the 'certainties' which are giving stability to our lives,
are always subject to change, 
and can be taken away at a moments notice.

One tsunami and all is swept away.
One accident and our lives are in turmoil.
One hemorrhage and the you you think yourself to be
has changed beyond recognition.

Nothing will change this fact.
The great unknown is the base of our existence.
Is what we are.

When it dawns on us that in the relative world we will
never find the permanency we are searching for,
we might be ready for a new adventure.
Our next quest... :
Freedom,
Peace,
The certainty of the absolute in which all takes place.

Is there any way to get to This?

Who is asking?

It seems to me...

It seems to me...
that all there is
ever
is Oneness 
or That
or…
whatever one wants to call IT.

In this and as this 
all and everything comes into existence and 
goes out of it.

Intelligent energy patterning itself 
in a billion different ways.

Life forms, 
animate and inanimate.

And never ever is there in those lifeforms 
the sense of being separate.
Of having LOST IT.

As there is no one contemplating 
that they could possibly be out of It.

Until the human monkey comes onto the scene
and contracts into a individual 
which believes itself separate.

(The cramping up, 
 the resistance is what makes us feel separate.)

Then some of the contractions ( us ) get the urge
to seek wholeness, enlightenment.

It, the contracted human monkey, 
also thinks itself superior.

And thinks that because it searches for enlightenment,
the most noble of all endeavors, 
that the lifeforms who cannot reason and reflect are 
necessarily incapable of realizing
this most sought after ‘state’.

Not comprehending that animals and plants,
never have cramped up in the first place,
never have fallen out of paradise,
and have never left the place we are longing for.

We are all That, Oneness patterning as dogs, lions,
trees, rocks, humans etc. unknowingly.

Life forms patterning as humans 
when the contraction has fallen away 
are That aware of Itself knowingly.