Today, I sit here, my head immersed in cyber space via this wonderful little plastic portal of mine (which I bought in Manila for peanuts) just beside the midday kitchen window, festooned in colourful flowers, a rampant aloe plant, its tentacles reaching for the sky, and perfect spirals drawn in wet crayon by the ever lovely Jane. Above are amulets collected from climes further East of here (or its that the far West?), a mobile made up of coloured welsh glass, fairy lights and the silver/ slate grey light that brings life to these verdant green hills.
So, I sit here, legally high on coffee (some stimulation for the biological mass that has long been part of mystical reflection or just plain old pondering), listening to Touareg’s chant and clap under deep Saharan skies, near a watermelon and the patterns of wax in last nights candle, whole almonds and a small wooden Buddha (from a market in Thailand). A photography of a wise (is there any other) Bull Elephant stares back at me from the wall, a carved white dove and an ancient looking painting of Shiva and Parvati, nursing an orange Ganesha as a tiger sleeps by their fire, a human skull balances on a copper urn, they drink milk from a clay bowl, deep in a cave.
……this is ground control, this is a not too distant cymbal chiming, this is fresh air passing through, this is woolly slippers on cork floor, this is the prism, the wonder and the joy of being, in a cottage…………..AH! The crunch of an apple (sometime)…..
I sit here in a form of cosmic union, effortlessly unspeakable and rapt in fascination, viewing the below images and quotes from friends over on a Facebook page named ‘Spirit Science and Metaphysics’ and feeling grateful for the bounty of this vision and the immutable beauty to be found there within.
I step outside to breath in a deeper nature, smelling damp earth and the musk of heather, our hawthorn tree is flowering and in it my sight diffuses to witness gods dancing and laughing in the patterns of its weathered bark, and at sunset, the way the potato plants sway in no breeze draws me deeper into a crystallised state of a rapt twilight wonder, fixed on the fluidity of natural perfection, all moves in unison and the universal dance goes on and on. On eternal bliss, I teeter, that which incarnates wherever the whistle may blow and that tickles me pink.
I see our cat lying below a wooden bench, stretched out like superman, seemingly oblivious to the busy bees that flit about the courgette flowers. I feel these thick rock walls and know that they are breathing too.
So here we have it, the modestly epic consequence of caffeine and keyboards….
The internet is so many things, a channel to titilate the mind, a window to more enlightened states of being, a web of connectivity that transcends all boundaries, the saviour of the human race from destructive tenedencies? How we wield this tool is all important, it has awesome powers. With the right application/ intention it could create a profound sense of oneness which will spread as we discern our own truth, that which abounds and unifies within all the passwords and profusion of information. All these tangible ‘access codes’ to the ‘mysterious’ doorway of self discovery. So real, so immediate, so simple yet ever evolving and illusive.
I now immerse myself in these digital streams, this river of driftwood seeking, like a rock, my mind falls into a pool of almost infinite knowledge (PLOP!), my intuition whisks me where I must be going. Quite a trip through the wormholes of cyber space, deeper and beyond! Its all richness layered with greater richness, dissolving as a sugar cube in a cup of freshly brewed chai.
The secrets have been laid bare, the instruction manuals are all there to be used and abused; in black and white, green and red, image and word, all old and all new, westernised and easternised, they just need translating into our living, breathing, thinking form. The mind, ours free to re-wire and tamper with, wipe clean and leave it that way. How wonderful! What a gift! What a glorious conundrum.
I ask myself, “am I being mindful when operating this little plastic gadget?” The internet can draw me into a space which is the polar opposite of a meditative state, if I can in some way align the two, I have a fruitful internet session and incredible things begin to mingle and meld on the screen. This is exactly what is happening now.
Gloriously conscious in this state, vibrant for a time in the richness of being, free to contemplate an end to knowing as a white butterfly passes.
I have surely expressed enough. From my window to yours, I wish all things love, peace, happiness and a deeper sense of something else stirring their soup.
A humble wish, that you enjoy (in-joy!) the below as much as I did when reading through them.
Namaste fellow turtles and wanderersX
“A mind is like a parachute. It doesn’t work if it is not open.” – Frank Zappa
Trying to be happy by accumulating possessions is like trying to satisfy hunger by taping sandwiches all over your body – George Carlin
Imagination is more important than knowledge – Albert Einstein
“Matter is energy (light), whose vibration has been so lowered as to be perceptible to the senses. There is no matter.” – Albert Einstein
“Many people, especially ignorant people, want to punish you for speaking the truth, for being correct, for being you. Never apologize for being correct, or for being years ahead of your time. If you’re right and you know it, speak your mind. Speak your mind. Even if you are a minority of one, the truth is still the truth.” ― Mahatma Gandhi
The man who has no imagination has no wings. – Muhammad Ali
Gandhi was once asked: “What do you think of Western civilization?” “I think it would be a good idea,” he replied.
“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” – Friedrich Nietzsche
Live Love Meditate Realise