"I watch the ripples change their size
but never leave the stream
of warm impermanence....
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes...."
Even early in his career, David Bowie was aware that things were in a constant state of flux, both on the surface and at their depths.
He has survived the flux and sustained his prosperity, grounded in what truly brings him joy.
The important thing is to be aware of remaining grounded, with a clear energy flow, through these times of rapid change and transition.
I closed my eyes today, in hopes of slowing myself down, and asked: What animal will come and assist me today on my healing path?
Immediately, Chameleon came, and the song "Changes" began playing in my head.
Ah.
It is not easy, the constant state of flux.
Sometimes I feel things will never stay still.
Then I remember: I have no control over whether anything is still.
That is, except for myself. Today, in this moment, I choose to be still.
My colors and movements morph and breathe with the changing of the tide.
I AM,
and that is all that I need to be.
Thank you, Chameleon.
Thank you, David Bowie.
"Time may change me,
But I can't trace time--
I said that time may change me,
But I can't trace time...."
--David Bowie, 1971
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
WWTN #16 -- Simplicity is Magical; Magic is Simple
I define magic as anything that is extraordinary.
Notice I did not say "out of the ordinary"--but Extra Ordinary. Magic is as simple as it gets. It is what existed before anything could exist.
Magic is the solid base on which all is founded. It is all around us--Extra Ordinary--so ordinary in fact, that it slips by the vision of many folks.
A lot of us are often looking for magic in places beyond the here and now--beyond every day existence. It is found there, of course.
But most importantly, earth-dwellers, wearers of bodies, Magic is found here. It is inside of us, around us, it supports us and drives us.
Plumbing is magic. How water comes out of that little spout and cleans our belongings and our earthly vessels.
How poetry comes out of the pens that those bodies empty enough to be channels can produce.
How feet move one in front of the other, how a spine keeps it all aligned.
How an eye sees the basket, and the ball goes whoosh. Magic.
And for those of you who want a proven example that magic is infiltrating our lives at the base of every subject, take a look at this little math problem:
111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321
Magic is not random, but, like numbers, it is a core part of our every day existence. Magic is no accident.
Simply put, magic is here to stay.
Notice I did not say "out of the ordinary"--but Extra Ordinary. Magic is as simple as it gets. It is what existed before anything could exist.
Magic is the solid base on which all is founded. It is all around us--Extra Ordinary--so ordinary in fact, that it slips by the vision of many folks.
A lot of us are often looking for magic in places beyond the here and now--beyond every day existence. It is found there, of course.
But most importantly, earth-dwellers, wearers of bodies, Magic is found here. It is inside of us, around us, it supports us and drives us.
Plumbing is magic. How water comes out of that little spout and cleans our belongings and our earthly vessels.
How poetry comes out of the pens that those bodies empty enough to be channels can produce.
How feet move one in front of the other, how a spine keeps it all aligned.
How an eye sees the basket, and the ball goes whoosh. Magic.
And for those of you who want a proven example that magic is infiltrating our lives at the base of every subject, take a look at this little math problem:
111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321
Magic is not random, but, like numbers, it is a core part of our every day existence. Magic is no accident.
Simply put, magic is here to stay.
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