It occurred to me, as I ponder ever deeper the purpose of this experience being human, of this un-civilization that we have manifested, with our seeming apartness from all that is life’s process ever unfolding, that is infinite creation revealing itself before us, in the most minute way that we are meant to be the pre-servers of; perhaps in truth the illusion is not that we are apart, but that even in our imaginings apartness and masquerade control, we still serve the process?
Like the raging storm that churns the sea and breaks down the shore, whose winds fall even the mightiest tree and whose rains flood the land, sliding even mountain peaks to valleys below, but when its tempest has exhausted and blue skies and sun’s rays return, life flourishes anew – we see that even the storm which was feared as bringer of end of days, was actually friend and servant to life’s eternal process, after all.
So is that what man has unwittingly chosen to be, the storm, that brings the wind, the rain, the fury, that serves the change that always comes and must be, for all to continue to be what is? And also like the storm will we soon be spent, our chaos energy dissipated, given to the absolute order that is Infinity, leaving in our wake, as well life anew?
And what of us who yearn so desperately for our fellow man blind to their state, to choose to be in peace, in calm, in bliss, in LOVE; even the most ferocious cyclone, disastrous hurricane has an eye…
Yes in our squall of fear, our terror of death, the unknown, perhaps we have served life’s process well, while our own, not much at all.
just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.” ~ Shunryu Suzuki