My experience is that NONE of it begins to come close, None of it ever could. Every label or description feels limited and doesn’t Begin to touch the Vastness of Being. No boxes fit, absolutely nothing fits. So do not begin to try and call me Anything from the smallest to the mightiest words as it simply doesn’t touch it.
There is a desire to be and feel “Special”, to have meaning, to be seen and to take up space in the world. To conform with the way other people see the world through their filters so I can feel loved and ok about myself.
What does it mean to let ALL labels and identity drop and fall? The deep allowing of That terror of not having seemingly Any “Value” whatsoever in the world in the eyes of other people. What is it like to allow the feeling of absolute invisibility in a world that screams – “look at me”, “pick me”, “love me”…. What is it like to fall into the arms of absolutely ordinary and mundane when many people think they were Cleopatra or such like in some other lifetime.
As I incredibly gently and slowly unwind, I notice the word “Legacy”. I ask what mine is and I find absolutely no answers that would satisfy the external society of a life well lived. If I died in this Very second, what would have been my great contribution to society and the world? What would my eulogy contain? Nothing comes up and that word Excites me with it’s raw, direct truth. But in Honesty – THAT is my offering right Now – Nothing! The vast void of emptiness that holds Everything. How absolutely perfect! I am amazed at how lightly I walk on the earth and how little I leave.
I am not here to conquer and build great empires and strive for achievements and material objects. I am here to BE. In Each and every moment. I am here to wake up. I AM That Which Never Changes. I am here for the Earth. I am here for LOVE. In Each breath to remember who I AM and to let Any striving for Anything else Fall. I am here to remember that I am not the limitations of the mind, not what I might do for a living or what hobbies I enjoy, I am not the back story, any beliefs, or any conditioning society danced with me. I am not what moves through the neurology of the body.
I am you, you are me. Maybe different flavours but we are all still ice cream. VERY Deliciously so. No division, no separation, no boundaries, no better not worse, no comparison. Just the Universe unfolding and dancing in ecstatic pleasure. (Even when I forget & take this whole crazy game a little too seriously!)
Maybe I don’t have the material trappings or life biography that society seems to think defines a person’s worth and value but what I do have is my Exquisite heart and I can’t begin to describe the experience of That! I have rarely Ever met a quality of love like that which moves through me. I put my hand on my chest and Know my purpose, my name, my place, my passion.
I know the answer to ANY question I could Ever ask…… Love.