We are all free to live, love, let go, and leave at any time. What would the conditions be if you were to suddenly pass away? How did you show up; for yourself, for humanity, for the earth, for your purpose, in the crucible of relationship, & with the abyss of longing? Did you listen, did you ask good questions? One such question worth keeping close to the vest is: am I living in such a way, that today would be a good day to die? Death is the constant advisor, always offering instructions on the original gift, which is Presence, to be alive and awake while here, three-dimensionally so. Life is glorious and just as gritty, and it’s constantly leaving its mark on us. Let it leave its patina, we all have to gather the dark marks and stain, but in the doing so, we also discover the very meaningful meanders that offer us healing and enrichment. Rather than getting lost in our wounds, or even worse, getting lost in our own rage, we must get curious about how to waltz with our overwhelm, to extend a hospitality toward all the emotionally raw elements that try to tear us to pieces. The antidote to trauma is presence and celebration. To diverge from the moody companion of solitude, and to climb out of the abyss heartbreak, we have to sign ourselves up as liberation scientists, and artists of repair. There is work to be honored, and discovered, in the wholeing of every day. Be open to the dabbling, have a go of it, without fear of failure. Make eye contact with your truth. Meditation is an oasis in time. It’s a ticket to the other side of silence, to the silence inside of silence, and to the silence inside the roar. It’s a most amazing journey, with a most remarkable view. It starts by taking the light of your own awareness, mixed with alert relaxation, and building a fire with it, however minute or massive. We have to hold our own ambiguities for as long as is needed, until they open and emerge, and we can then walk them forward, as something else, as something more refined, and undeniably useful. We have to become skilled at opening up our own joys, and equally, we must become skilled at finding and utilizing the treasures that only the rupture can reveal. It’s this flavor of patience that allows us to join the conversation of service. Live today, with confidence, that if you were called away, it would be a good day to die. Lift your attitude up into the latitudes of unsurpassed passion. The kind of passion that illumines your entire mind, and furnish your life with as many kinds of this passion, so that you are filled to bursting. Follow the charge of your own impermanence, and see to the center of it.
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