Landing of Choice

Warpaint on ruins and
Sliding the scales

This is the reason
We’re riding the rails

We skim and we poke
That which we see

And we’ll wither and soak
Right into the sea

That is the path we can
Choose or reject

I just wish we could know this
Before hitting ‘Eject’

 

 

We Are Sailors

Does God consciously make decisions or pull the strings?

I think it’s more of an interaction. As we engage with God and life, this relationship produces actions and reactions, sometimes good, sometimes bad. Depends on the type of engagement.

An intelligent source that needs agents and directors to produce and create.

An intelligent source that flows, but needs winds to move it and hearts to guide it.

We are those sailors of the heart, but we are not just sailing with the wind – we are having a hand in its direction.

Helming the ships of destiny.

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Here is another short story I wrote regarding this same theme – sailing on the seas of the heart. Something I keep coming back to again and again.

Defined vs. Undefined

I always try to take everything in with a grain of salt. I don’t like defining anything or jumping to conclusions, especially moral conclusions, and in that way I feel that I am somewhat of a rare bird among the populace. What I’ve inferred in my life is that we, as humans, feel most comforted and in control of our lives when our world is defined – when we have a grasp on the controls, how they work, and the process that we need to follow.

In this way, becoming an adult is extremely difficult. We are no longer children being told what is expected of us, or the right path to walk. Being an adult is learning to interface and make choices and decisions every day that impacts this “defined human experience” that we have been laying, brick by brick, over the centuries. Building upon what we know from our past, putting each step in front of the other, layering in our understanding from that of our forefathers and foremothers.

Making these decisions everyday is tiring and draining. No wonder we cling to belief systems or social constructs to provide us with a welcome relief of not having to question every little step we make!

I am one of many that indeed loves a defined process (especially at work!) and loves knowing that I need to do X to achieve Y. Or that in doing Y, you will also achieve Z, and so on. Like a workbook.

But life does not give you the equations; we do not receive any workbook, apart of the ones we give our selves. We only figure things out as we go, in our experiences and by building off the experiences of those who came before us.

But what if we are building off of experiences and stories of our past that are not true? That are fruitless? Clinging to constructs that are not sustainable or beneficial to our well-being?

What if we are processing our lives, day in and day out, in automaton-mode, making decisions and placing our steps in front of us because that is what we have been told to do – like when we were children – because that is what our mothers and fathers did?

In this way, I see that much of humanity finds solace and happiness and peace in defining their world. In creating a box of rules of which they operate out of conveniently and pleasantly, and then finding family and friends whose personalities and ideals also fit the box. They continue on with their lives in enjoyment and happiness because things are “figured out” and “in place.” They feel safe and happy because their values and morals are justified and supported, and therein their choices in life are also justified and supported.

But I do not think life is that cut and dry. Black and white. Light and dark.

I think it hurts us to build the boxes in the first place.

I feel like I am a minority in a majority that does not like to define things these days. That enjoys the grey between the lines and the possibilities that lie there. That is always skeptical, but passionately curious nonetheless. I figured this out for myself a few years back, and in this idea of “undefined” I found my own convenient and “pleasant” truth:  That in defining things, and assigning them this or that, we put up walls. We start building the box around us and inviting only this person or that person into our box by default, until there is no way out. We box ourselves in; and in doing so, if someone were to question our box and why we were in there, we would shiver with indignation. “How dare you insult my box! My box keeps me safe. It helps me to define the world. Of course I need it!”

I want to strive everyday not to put worldview or religious boxes over my head. I do not want to have  everything defined and neat and orderly.

If we keep putting boxes over our heads, when we run into other boxes we will not know how to relate to anything outside of our own box. We won’t know how to live a limitless life because living within the defined boundaries is all we’ve ever known.

If we stay in our boxes, we will perceive everything outside our boxes as a threat to our safety and destruction of our self-concept. Thoughts or people or ideas that differ from our defined constructs will be treated as a threat to our safe and happy life.

Can we live without the boxes? Can we reach beyond the constructs of our understanding to realize that we built the boxes in the first place, and that we can also remove them?

Is “definition” in itself really just an illusion?

 

Sipping the ‘God Soup’

Do we really create our own reality? Or is it really a ‘co-creation’ that we believe we have ultimate power over?

I wholeheartedly believe that we, as individual conscious agents, have a hand in creating – imprinting – our own realities and experiences. I think I always have. Like a small kernel of thought that lay dormant on the seabed of consciousness, waiting for me to float by and stir it from slumber.

And just so… I’ve jostled it free and now I can’t shake it! The framework follows me, haunts me, day in and day out. Hangs in my peripherals just so…prodding and poking.

Because I am ruminating on the subject so often, it seems to me that although we have some kind of power over our path, and some influence to direct our reality intentionally, we do not have true creation of it.

Say you want a new car. Even if you are very specific on the make and model of the car of in your vision, it will still come to you with the fingerprint of our current reality. It does not exist of nothing. It is manifested from the divine ether, or infinite cosmic background, and as such, contains an imprint upon it of the divine ether of which it came.

Call it physics, the tree of life, mathematics, or sacred geometry; this “existence” impresses into anything created in our reality and it cannot exist in isolation. In my own spiritual belief, this “existence” is the Cosmic Soup – the (infinite cosmic background) God Broth, as I’ve previously referred to it.

As an idea in our minds, the Soup has an archaic and primitive form. But when willed or pulled into reality, I imagine these ideas are born out of the divine rules of matter and spirit. They are pushed through this net, and have the guidance and form and function that the net provides. In essence…they are not truly original.

They are forms called forth from the Cosmic Soup, and as such,  imprinted with the divine existence, the work done by our free-willed creative minds, acting as agents & catalysts of the Cosmic Soup itself.

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This idea is clear to me when I look at nature. Think of a flower in your mind, something completely new that you have never seen before. It is probably wildly imaginative, or contains colors or shapes never seen before, and that is amazing! But I believe that no flower in the mind will be as creatively, symmetrically, intrinsically designed to co-exist within the ecosystem of this world as a flower you would find in your neighborhood right now.

We can hold on to this “original” flower in our minds, but the real miracle will be a flower that comes into fruition because of our creative intent interacting with the flow of the Cosmic Soup. In other words, of putting out a creative force, and then letting go of the final product or destination. Letting the Cosmic Soup imprint for you.

We might very well create a flower in our reality by ourselves, but it will be imbued with the laws of nature and mathematics – imprinted with “existence.”

It creates itself with the desire of our conscious intentions and creative catalyst from the river of flow within. Not from the Self or Ego – never the Ego. Never forced – just allowed and urged to Be.

This is what I see now when I look at flowers and leaves and trees and books and people and outcomes and things. We all belong to & are fingerprinted by this divinity. We might have a privilege to interact with it, but not to have power over it. We wear it like a thin veil… a mist, a fog. Steaming around in the Cosmic God Soup.

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((anyone craving soup as much as I am right now?!))

Letting Go… To the Heart

In order to have control, we must give it up.

In order to have power, we must let go.

In order to rule, we must surrender.

Are these statements true?

I have been ruminating much on the meaning of these phrases for some time now, and I believe the answer is…YES.

It appears to me that a lot of wisdom is gained in life when we are able to let go of things we cannot control, to release the worries and the burdens that we carry in our hearts and minds to become freer to be otherwise. But when we let go of the conscious control, and hand our fate over to God or ‘destiny’ or what have you, are we really just gaining subconscious control? Do we hand over the reins to the heart intelligence? This, I believe, is where our true wisdom might lie…

Perhaps the world around us is intricately connected with the heart-subconscious in a way that is too complicated for us to comprehend. That they exist co-dependently somehow. If this is true, then there is no fathomable way for us to try and control this world with our conscious minds, as the conscious mind is only aware of a portion of our reality; a tiny sliver of our visible and perceptible world. Only the portion that we need to know and perceive in order to survive and evolve – no more, and no less.*

And yet the subconscious heart is the navigational system that we so desperately seek to have control of, but lies just outside of conscious reach. Maybe the only way to access this valuable information is to let go of the conscious desire, the conscious will of the ‘self’ and the ‘ego’ that is constantly dictating that WE NEED to be the driver of our lives. That WE are in control.

Instead, maybe we should hand this job off to the subconscious. To the heart.

Maybe if we want the greatest power and knowledge and peace, we should move to surrender our conscious will to the heart. (Which ironically, we have to do consciously…? Sorry, I can’t help but chuckle at that!)

Can the heart do the heavy lifting? Can the subconscious drive us to where we want and need to go?

I think it already is. Perhaps our conscious-reasoning brain is just getting in the way all the time!

 

*If this topic of evolutionary perception and consciousness is of interest, Google the work of Donald Hoffman, who studies consciousness, perception, and how we view reality. You can view his great TED talk here. Watching this video earlier this year really sent me down the rabbit hole!