It’s a yo yo. From flying free in the midst of exhilirating creativity, knowing that the being is going beyond the limitations of the self – the limitations of perceived and imprisoning sense of individuality, and knowing that all things take care of themselves, a knowing that lies beyond reason for there is a trust in the Universe. Like the deepest, most passionate feelings of love, where all else falls away. Like a veil of dark mist that is lifted from the eyes, like a cage that both imprisons and oppresses the mind has opened and the being steps out into exhilarating freedom. Where all observation is free flowing and interconnected, where no thought is imprisoned into structure, and passes as easily as the next one comes, like wisps of breeze that that touch and flow away… an exhilarated creative state of accessing the creativity of the universe. Creativity, Faith, God.<\/p>\n
\n…..And from here plunging into the dungeons of day to day concerns for the most insignificant decisions that isolate themselves and take on a dimension far beyond themselves. To become the walls and the prison that the mind cannot escape. Where the mind obsessively turns into itself and convinces itself that the whole universe exists in nothing but doubt but for imposition and control. Where joy turns in to task. Where a fleeting worry , a fleeting concern can turn into a torrent of overwhelming imagined odds.
\nWhere the mind in all it’s linearity screams at you – be practical, be practical ! Structure ! Structure ! You are losing it ! Impose. Control. Or it will all descend into chaos.
\nWhat is this ? Why do we yo you from one to other. Why can’t life exist in the first constantly ? Knowing the greatest inaction is doubt, and doubt is the key benefactor of the second mind ?
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