I find there is nothing quite like riding the blade edge of life. It's where you've moved beyond any intention for the moment, beyond requiring any particular outcome or goal, definitely where you've moved beyond expectation or need of it. Then to completely and wholly immerse yourself in what is. It does take application and commitment, patience and perseverance. The One in you is not found by distancing yourself from life, but becoming intimately intimate with it, sensitively engrossed in the sensuality of it, yet not at all lost - deeply exploring and feeling into it. Yesterday I was out enjoying my most favourite of 'games', which I call "free wheeling". Wow, I had some incredible experiences, riding the blade edge of life...
Lost in Time
Yesterday the pull had taken me to a favourite coffee shop on the Island of La Palma where we run the Openhand annual New Year Retreats. The place is aptly called "El Time", and it has an absolutely magnificent view, across a vast swathe of the island. It's a bit of a tourist photographic haven, but if you get up there early enough, then you can enjoy some peace and quiet before it gets busy.
I was drinking in the panorama, feeling the expansiveness of it, using a favourite Breathing Meditation to intensify the feeling of it, when it seemed like the whole of me had simply dissolved into the landscape. I was flying in it, reveling in it, an intimate part of it.
Very quickly I'm lost in time, "El Time" had completely disappeared as I melted into the canvas of life itself. I must have been transcendent like this for more than an hour, when suddenly my attention was drawn to a small crowd of tourists who'd gathered now, photographing the resplendent panorama.
Be completely in the Moment
I couldn't help thinking, "stop photographing, just be completely in the moment, feel it". At which point, a beautiful kestrel rose up the cliff in front of us and hung in the air, and yet still people were photographing. It struck me how disconnected life is when you're distanced from it, in this way. How isolating it is to make yourself that separated identity. Rather than feeling into it, with the breath, and totally immersing yourself in the experience of the bird.
As the kestrel hung majestically in front of us, riding the spiraling thermals, I had my ipod on shuffle, when this incredible music by Pink Floyd randomly selected itself, "Coming back to life". To which I found a great video on youtube, and felt to share with you. It's an encouragement to go beyond, to immerse yourself wholly in the moment, through deep sensitivity and sensuality.
Breathe life into every pore, and every pore into life...
Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, I wish for you some beautifully transcendent moments in your day.