Out Of The Past

When we look at the world, we see our thoughts.  There is nothing we see that does not have a story attached to it.  The story may be a memory (a cup bought on vacation; a gift from a treasured friend), or it may be an opinion (I like this; I don’t like that).  But whether we are aware of it or not, we attach stories to everything we see, and those stories all arise from the past, because the past is all we know.

Our stories are not necessarily bad things.  But they are only stories.  To see something fresh, something new, as if for the first time, as if you had no idea what it was and no opinion about it–that is to see something truly.  When you stop seeing only the past, you are open to possibility, to the future.

This is why all the sages counsel us to be here now–to stop dwelling on our thoughts of the future and the past and to be in the present.  Because to be in the present, without limiting it to what you think it is or should be, is what allows you to make the best decisions, to express yourself fully, to enjoy the flow of life around you.

Enjoy your stories, but do not forget that is all they are.  Let them go if they aren’t serving you; create new ones.  Start with where you are, and with what is possible.

Everything begins here.

Echoes

Echoes of the future, echoes of the past, meet here, in the present.  What better home could you have?  What will you create next, along with the Universe?  What game will you play?  How will you love?  How will you dance?  What will you grow into, and what stories will you tell about it?

Wake up, and all things are possible.  Love is endless.  We are divine and free.  In this moment, hold eternity and know its name:  Love.

It is not a mystic’s dream or a poet’s wit to say that all can be found in this moment.  What is this moment but the meeting ground of past and present?  They greet one another like old friends, easy in each other’s company.  In this moment lie all the secrets of the world–of all worlds.  But know this:  you are not the unraveller of secrets.  You are the secret.  This is why there can never be an end to mystery.  You know in your heart that, as with all good secrets, the joy lies in the search, the adventure, the discovery.  What lies at the end of your searching is, whatever else it might be, an ending.  And for heroes, storytellers and dreamers, those are always better left unhurried.

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