Hari Om

First, this video and audio is poorly synced. I would fix it but it seems to come in and out throughout the video, making that difficult. You may want to listen to the podcast audio instead of the video, today.

Today’s sit was encouraged by Angela to contemplate on the why it is we seem to seek external validation, but have such a difficult time finding internal resources for these very feelings. It is very interesting how we are all interdependant and at the same time have all of these feeling sna dunderstandings within, if we can access them. Perhaps this is where our interdependance comes from. Perhaps we are not meant to be able to do this alone, but acutally do require one another to see what we cannot seem to see in our selves. That said, the problem, if ther eis ever such a thing, is believing the voices of love when we hear them. That is very different.

To be able to believe something from outside of us, we must be willing to challenge the belief that is within us. To do this, we must use awareness practices to zoom out and see the multitude of who we are at any moment.

“There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.” Hamlet.

We are much larger than we believe ourselves to be, and contain so much more than we can see at any moment.

Drifting Mary Oliver I was enjoying everything: the rain, the path wherever it was taking me, the earth roots beginning to stir. I didn’t intend to start thinking about God, it just happened. How God, or the gods, are invisible, quite understandable But holiness is visible, entirely. It’s wonderful to walk along like that, thought not the usual intention to reach an answer but merely drifting. Like clouds that only seem weightless. but of course are not. Are really important. I mean, terribly important. Not decoration by any means. By next week the violets will be blooming. Anyway, this was my delicious walk in the rain. What was it actually about? Think about what it is that music is trying to say. It was something like that.

Like clouds that only seem weightless. But of course are not. Thanks Mary Oliver!

I decided after spending so much time on this topic today to hold off on Appalachian Elegy for today. I want to give it proper space each mornign, so we will revisit on Monday.

All In Love,

Michael

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