Being Witnessed

Our greatest Desire is to be witnessed.
Our greatest Fear is of being witnessed.

We live in this persistent and beautiful dichotomy.
We, as humans, are the one and only contradiction in the Universe.
We are Oneness, yet we experience Duality.
We are Oneness, yet we are duality.

This is too much for the little human brain to process.
It sounds illogical, nonlinear and drastically unscientific.

Well, I say, Logic is faulty by default. You figure it out.
We exist. We Love, we unravel, we  die and return back to the source. Back to the beginning. Which,a s it turns out is not a beginning at all. It is also the end. And it is also the center. It is everything and it is all happening right NOW. This very moment.
Let your brain sit with that and chew on it.
See if you can figure it out.
You can't.
The problem is time and space. you can't reconcile the underlying ambiguity while taking into consideration time and space. You are looking into  an illusion. And you can't see the truth while you choose to look at the illusion.

There is no logic to what I am saying. I can't "prove" any of it. There is no algorithm, no mathematical equation or some sort of 4D pretty picture to make you understand what I am saying.
It simply has to be experienced.
The Chaos, the rapture, the lack of boundaries.
The feeling of understanding everything and unconditionally loving everything with its glorious flaws.
Getting lost into  the crevices and folds of another human being, who is also a being of Light. Bringing tears into the eyes of those who you care most deeply about, simply because you want them to soar free, just as you see them.
Wanting to hide behind your flaws and to be witnessed as all that you are.
Untangling and experiencing  the little slithering threads of the Universe, only to understand that it is one giant snake.
 And that it has come to eat you.
And that you are the Snake.

The Ultimate and complete surrender. Do you dare loose yourself? Only to attain  that which your soul yearns for. Freedom.Union. Communion. Melting in the fire, sinking in giant gentle wings.

Does any of that make sense?

Those of you who know, who have tasted it, know what I am speaking about.

Mirrors

Not so many moons ago, it became clear to me that everyone and everything we come upon in life serves as a mirror. It is help send from other dimension, to aid us find our way through this chaos.
Whatever we see in those arounds is usually a reflection of our own image, something we couldn't see on our own.
The reflection and the shadow are in this constant game of hide and seek, one aspect becomes clear just to obscure another. It's an endless spiral.
As we learn to play this game it becomes more.... I wouldn't say enjoyable, but may be more entertaining.  We make sense of  the rules, just to discover that they no longer apply. We think we have dealt with something, just to see it come up again with more power and more depth. Most importantly, we learn not to take it so personally and seriously and we gain new tools along the way. It's the game of Life- of light and shadow in us.

Somehow our human psyche is trained to the "ugliness" first, however. The harder lessons are the first we learn. We tend not to believe the good things so readily.
It is always easier to see the dark in us, to believe the bad, to assume we are undeserving and not worthy. It is a  habit to  notice and to mirror that in others.

We forget to look into the beautiful mirrors around us.
There are the mirrors that reflect the shadows- they show us the things we want to rid ourselves of.
Yet there are the mirrors of the Beauty in us. So much harder to notice and to say " I am That too". The mirrors than inspire us to be more of our true selves.
The mirrors that inspire us to continue walking this path, not going where it is going.
The mirrors that blind us with so much Love and Light. And we are that too.
Yes, there are those who help us see ourselves as we truly are- magnificent birds spiraling in Light.

So if you look around you and see beautiful people around you, beings that mesmerize and awe you with their beauty know that you are that as well!

Rapture

For the longest time I have used this word, Rapture, not entirely knowing its correct meaning.
I like the taste of it in my mouth, there is something very sensual about the way it rolls around and drips off the tongue, like a sweet nectar.
I woke up in the early hours of the morning, with Rapture stuck in my head and piercing through my whole being.
What is rapture? The dictionary said it's joyful ecstasy... Words have been falling short in the past few weeks of expressing that which is inside me.
Rapture is the feeling of infinite, timeless bliss, the agony of sustaining it, of holding the intensity of the feeling it without giving in to the desire to contain it. To allow this impossible emotion to overtake you and annihilate the parts of you that no longer need to exist.
It's the Love, the joy, the rapture that blurs our boundaries and allows us to expand, to grow, to become more of us and experience the Union with Spirit.
It's the Love and compassion for another human being that transports us into other dimensions and realms, sprinkled with Magic and glistening with otherworldly joy. One that does not know the limits of the human experience.
Rapture is meeting your resistance, holding it and looking at it, experiencing it fully and then blasting through it, knowing that the only palpable barrier between you and the rest of the Universe are the walls you have built around yourself.
 The agony of the understanding and the ecstasy of feeling the web that intricately weaves us all together into One existence blended together. Rapture.