by White Feather
There are so many different worlds we can live in. And they're all right here in the NOW. With so many choices how can we be anything but thrilled? Reality is a choice. Has anyone ever thought of it that way? The menu is extensive but we tend to only pick those entrees we are familiar with.
When was the last time you made a choice that was thoroughly uncharacteristic of you? When was the last time you insisted on something completely different? When was the last time you threw caution to the wind? When was the last time you ventured into vibrations you were unfamiliar with? When was the last time you dared yourself?
When was the last time you walked along a beach, the ocean to your left and the hills overlooking the ocean to your right? Did you feel the sacredness of the sand you walked upon; that space between worlds? Were you able to block out the vibes coming from the left and from the right and concentrate on the sand your naked feet melted down into? How different was the night sky full of stars while walking that null zone line as opposed to seeing it from atop the hills or from out at sea? What did you feel walking that beach?
I've always wanted to go for a walk along the beach with my doggie. Living up here at the top of the world in Colorado we've never had the opportunity. I've always wondered how she would react to the waves crashing in on the beach. I've always wondered how much joy she would experience. I've wondered how much joy I would experience through watching her.
While there is a null zone between the ocean and the land there is another one between the land and the sky. For half a century I have imagined flowing through this null zone as carefree as a bird. My beloved hairy four-legged ones have no concept of this because their necks are not designed to look upwards into the sky. The human neck is a true wonder because it allows us to look in all directions.
Seriously, the human neck is an attribute that has contributed to our "advanced intelligence." Imagine if our necks did not allow us to look upward. Can you imagine that? Could we possibly be so close to enlightenment if our necks did not allow us to look up into the heavens? I don't think so.
Our necks allow us to look up at the beauteous sky. They allow us to look down upon the sand full of our footprints. But, perhaps, most importantly they allow us to look into the mirror of our reality. Looking straight ahead we are looking into the reality we create. Looking straight ahead we are looking in the mirror. Looking straight ahead we are seeing the composite of every direction. We are seeing All That Is come together in one focus.
When faced head on with All That Is we touch our divinity. We see that which we create. We see the beauty that so often escapes our focus. We see the grandness of our divine creations. We see the perfection that we habitually deny. And we feel the joy that is our birthright.
When was the last time you walked on a beach--even if only in your mind? When was the last time you looked in the mirror and saw God?
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