The "Being" that can be named is not the Being before Mystery... (Tao Works)
Radiance of Soul is our natural condition... a condition we might remember in our better moments and which we then tend to forget in the flow of our ordinary-living: we sleep wake sex eat work eat home pray rest play eat drink sleep wake... in a cycle of existence named "exhausting" and "disappointing"... But into our ordinary, perhaps a Rumi quotation, a movie, or a moment of sudden appreciation will nudge us toward a window of grace: we might glance for a minute or two upon an awareness that there are other possibilities that we have forgotten... a wildness just outside the gardens of our discomfort... Fear -- the Great Bugaboo -- steadily winds its tentacles about our consciousness: first our sleeping then into our waking: until we have hunkered down into a certain smallness, a quieting of our desires for bliss, and a surrender into a comfortable sadness... This condition is our humiliation. We know it: why else would we be drinking so much? Or celebrating our religions of exclusion, or our politics of anger, or our economics of exploitation? Fear constricts our humanity while it works its anti-magic upon the radiance of our soul... And yet, and yet: the birth of a cherished baby might remind us of something that we have lost... a surge of generosity might surprise us with the where- with-all to gift a school for girls in Afghanistan... an insight might cause us to remark to a co-worker that racist or sexist jokes are really not all that funny... a Valentine commercial on the TV might suddenly pull aside the curtain of our pride enough to allow us to apologize to our partner for a slight that we tossed his way... All of the "and yet" moments of our lives could be considered as an infiltration of grace, looking for us, and hunting for our tarnished reality of soul: to polish it once more into its original radiance... Healing the split between the two halves of our brains, between our dreams of bliss and our acceptance of a small meanness, and between our forgetfulness and our possibilities for remembrance, is the grace-work of a Radiant Oneness: the Being before Mystery... Soul remembers That before... That radiance is who we are... Quantum Remembrance is the knowing-without-knowing that there is always a relationship, an interaction, between the objective and subjective, even at the sub-atomic level... There is no hierarchy or straight line into a radiance of soul: there is though, mystery, music, poetry, art, play, sex, dance, and compassion: manifesting as Earth, Air, Water, and Fire and all the Mystery Elements upon which matter is manifested... And it is good... Quantum Remembrance is the active principle of art: the making of moments and space into art: gardens, kitchens, beds, altars, daily plans for improvising wonder, and service to place and Earth... Quantum Remembrance is the de-construction of the religions of rigor mortis into hot beds of delight: wherein minds are steadily freed, bodies are honored, and souls are recognized as vehicles for spirit: wherein every aspect of our lives (of every life) are known to be holy and as sacred as anything will ever get, when we love, when we are kind, when we practice an activated compassion... Quantum Remembrance is the holy rag wiping the mirrors of our lives. Do you see a difference or a boundary? Erase it! Do you cling to a limitation, regret, or fear? Erase it! Do you yet cling to a smallness of mind or heart? Erase it! Do you think that you are anything other than worthy or beautiful or capable? Erase it! Pick up the holy rag of your divine inheritance and get to wiping what needs a wiping! Let your radiance of soul shine again with all the luster of its original nature! As all atoms move freely, interpenetrating one body or one thing after another, from star shine to green algae growing in a silent pond, from a black body to a white body, from a female to a male: we can practice quantum remembrance and live loose, fluid, where once we were dry and stale... We can awaken to our natural radiance!
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AuthorRobert Daniel Smith was privileged to serve the homeless and marginalized for 30 years in California. He is living now almost within shouting distance of the Twin Cities. He is a poet, artist, writer, and long-time Companion of the Way still dreaming... Archives
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