“”Matters of great concern should be treated lightly.” Master lttei commented, “Matters of small concern should be treated seriously.”‘ – Hagakure
A hangnail is more important than the next president of these United States. The aspects of life we can affect weigh more than those we cannot.
How we treat our partners, our friends, acquaintances; the interaction between you and I, carries more weight than Obama and Putin’s next summit. Perfecting the Now, being present, is key.
We can cut the hangnail and achieve healing. We can vote, but cannot directly choose the President. I can kiss you goodnight and hold you while you cry, but I cannot affect the decisions of world leaders.
Each action is important. Contributes to the chaos of it all, like a butterfly in the rainforest and the birth of a hurricane. This makes living in the moment a sacred act, our attention, a benediction upon the blessing of our lives.
Floating upon motes of sunbeam joy
bouncing and careening between photon
planetoids of microscopic complexity
fairy-songs uplift souls shining
emoting moments of pure experience
time encapsulated in the singular instance
Genies whirlwind between dimensions
coaxing nymphs and sprites
whispering sly insinuations as starbursts
light the void sending waves of cosmic energy
spiraling into perfection
Lost spirits hide in the shadows
their eyes pain-filled turned away from the light
seeking solace in black-hole tunnels
worming between dimensional spaces
embracing greater density in pain and heartache
power on the material plane a greater lure
than the weightlessness of eternal peace
Angels and demons dance between Source
and the lowest levels of earthen romance
hyper-dimensional vortices of consciousness
manifesting the divinity of the highest laws
destined to guide the stars cycling through
Everything dies but God nothing is eternal
that lives no level of Beingness promises
perfection except the inevitable Return to Source
the invariable re-connection with that which
knows no End and no Beginning from whence
we all arise and then fall leave and then return
consciousness self-aware and growing
Thinkin’ ’bout you … hopin’ that you’re thinkin’ ’bout me too … that your day has been relaxin’, peaceful, bringin’ you surprises and much, much joy.
Missin’ you … hopin’ that you’re missin’ me too … wonderin’ what I’m doin’ feelin’ and wantin’ while livin’ in the moment, enjoyin’ the fruit of your labors of love.
Wantin’ you … hopin’ that you want me too … dreamin’ of the sight of you, fiendin’ for the taste of you, desirin’ every bit of you, I’m livin’ for the thought of you.
Needin’ you … hopin’ that you need me too … livin’ the days aware of us, lookin’ forward to the rest of us, knowin’ that there is an us no matter what the world may bring.
Thinkin’, missin’, wantin’, needin’ you, and lovin’ every inch of you from your head down to your toes, from your accent all the way to your soul, you represent possibility to me, and the deeply divine essence of what it means to truly be Free.