WORDS LIKE LIGHT
Thursday, September 30, 2021
I find it strangely comforting. even uplifting, to realize that I will never fully understand the cause of anything. With each passing year, it has become more clear to me that the universe is a place of unlimited and unfathomable mystery, a puzzle far too complicated for me – or anyone – to solve. The origin of each thought, each action, each event is lost in infinite obscurity. I often ask myself: Where did this thought come from? Why is this occurrence happening right here and now? Where did this feeling come from? None of these questions will ever have answers, and that realization – surprisingly – brings me comfort and inspiration. I breathe a sigh of relief to know that all searching is done. I no longer have to constantly root around in life looking for reasons and causes, because I understand now that reality – life – is a shoreless, bottomless sea, where there are no beginnings or endings, where everything is a cause of everything else, and where, therefore, everything flows together in harmony. Of course, I often don’t see much harmony in this terribly troubled world of ours, but today I rest in the assurance that it is always there – underneath and within whatever is happening. I take comfort in that understanding, the way I would take comfort in swimming in an endless, compassionate ocean. Of course, I must always work hard to unveil the hidden harmony in life, and to help others see it, but it is definitely there. I will never know the cause of anything, but in this vast and marvelous ocean called life, I don’t need to. I just need to keep swimming and watching for the harmony that’s always arising.
CAUSES AND EFFECTS (In Spark SD,USA) In Spark, South Dakota, dawn seems to always call forth friendliness, and mid-morning makes it easy to be sincere. Even coffee is an occasion for kindness, and the simplest words can spark off the flames of affection. HIgh winds work the magic of amazement among the citizens, but also engender the gentleness that’s needed in times of storms. Big sorrow always brings on big neighborliness, the kind the citizens see all around them - among breezes, and butterflies, and snowflakes in December, everything in Spark somehow producing more peacefulness, more harmony, even inside sickness, where harmony sways and whirls and helps the sickness feel fulfilled and ready to fade away.