when i see the cool wind whirling leaves from the trees in the brisk autumn noontime, i don't say, "oh, how tragic! what a sad destiny!" instead, i delight in the bright colors of the crisp leaves & love to see them dancing in the wind as they pirouette & play in the warm sunshine. everything is coming & going, moving & changing, being born & dying. it is the nature of things. beyond the domain of the physical plane, other frequencies are calling me, for i do not want to live as if this realm alone is it, as if there is no Source. i see the sun reflected in a glass of water, but when the glass tips over & the sun in the water is gone, i don't cry out, "how tragic! what a sad destiny!" this would be like looking at one square inch of a huge mural. i don't see the whole picture & i don't know the whole story: it's being continually refreshed & renewed. in this world of duality, every blessing holds its challenge & every challenge also holds its blessing. thus i am simply grateful for all my experience, regardless of its outer form. gifts are delivered in various wrappings & i don't know what is inside. i do know that somehow, somewhere, a gift from my divine Beloved is contained within it, & i am grateful for the unknown blessing. this is what You teach me, Shiva. You open up my vision to the pure celestial shining within the terrestrial. You show me the lotus rising from the mud & water, reaching upwards to the sun. my heart is now doing just this as i chant Your mantra, Shiva. i rise free from the thick cold dark into the radiant light of You.
"there are galaxies swirling in Your eyebrows," she remarks teasingly to Shiva, Who blesses her with His acceptance. she elaborates, "we are everywhere, like space. we blend in telepathic rapport & communion, which is dimensionless & beyond measurement. we are formless pure consciousness." she continues: "eyebrows & galaxies are artifacts of the physical plane, temporary & changing with time." she glances at Shiva & is encouraged to go on when He smiles invitingly. "both eyebrows & galaxies also have pleasing curves whose beauty hints at sattvic energy," she says, drawing a deep breath. "& they both are made of many smaller parts that constitute the whole." "i'm claiming that seeing galaxies swirling in Your eyebrows is like saying, 'You Who are formless & cosmic are also approachable here on the limited level of the physical plane.'" she nods for emphasis. "seeking You & communing with You places me in that auspicious cosmic curve too—that sattvic smile—& is like being bathed in blessings." she shyly continues, "Shiva, You radiate such sweet sattvic energy that complete good will & loving responsiveness is very natural in Your presence." she winks at Him with a smile. "& You draw the playfulness out with the warm magnetism of Your acceptance." Shiva chuckles & winks back. "if eyebrows & galaxies are so closely connected," He remarks, "you can be sure, with the right effort, to reveal that all is truly one down at the deep taproot." "You mean," she says, "that i am You & You are me & we are all together?" she grins, "you got it!" Shiva laughs, "now let's go have fun in maya's marvelous mesmerizing drama of the day!" so it goes, continues & ever begins yet again. om namah Shivaya!