1-11-2012    Kin 123    6 Akbal       Moon in Leo

I’ve heard of times when the ocean roles itself so far back off shore that a person could walk a mile into its depths on the sandy bottom without the least bit of danger of drowning or be swallowed up in quicksand. I’m not certain I believe it, but then, again stranger things have happened. Just as we may view the taming of the typical fury of the ocean having its tide pulled back by an invisible verifiable force, never once stopping to realize how quickly things change; so too, can our lives be the continual invasion of one cascading stream of events which look one way but, in fact, are quite different from what and how they seem.

Our eyes betray us all the time but we refuse to tabulate, calibrate and segregate the episodes. We may view the typical ferocity of the ocean as an impenetrable force, never once stopping to realize, that the incalculable galactic energy -which is behind the constancy of the ocean’s fury- is all the more unpredictable and chaotic in origin. In other words, we count on things remaining the same and modify our lives accordingly but far be it from me to say, that without the bizarre randomness of our universe’s actions, we would none be here. When we are able to view a thing, event, person, place or thing, relationship, by forgetting, or at the very least, putting aside our preconceived ideas of the familiar association, then and only then can we open a portal in our consciousness in ourselves whereby we can begin to KNOW the essence of the invisible force generating its supposed material manifestation. Some astrologers may call this force Saturn. In the Kabala circles, she may be referred to as Binah. so many names, too many to pen. Matters not the name, the gaseous fusion of inexplicable consequence positions, perpetuates and penetrates us all.

Back to this side of reality………..How does it seem possible, much less feasible, that on one day we are able to walk in a relatively dry space, when on the day before we could virtually drown because we can’t see the swirling, whirling ferociousness covering the bottom? In other words, one day we may appear to walk sure footedly on the same bottom in clear sight of our feet and their imprints, the next day, not only our footprints remain unseen but we could possibly be lost forever from the sheer force and depth filled weight of the water. Life is difficult, unpredictable, and precarious.

Our lives are not without stagnated pools of insecurity and instability. Why? Because we get so accustomed to walking in a robotonized zombie state of near unconsciousness, we never consider the unexpected random events as part of the magnificently sublimely orchestrated journey. We want some sort of guarantee before we commit to the process; such a silly wasted effort on our part. In other words, we want to change the things in our lives so that we may get a better shot at the brass ring. Instead of riding the bull for the 6 dangerous seconds of glory, we shy away from the unfamiliar.

Children approach life in an opposite manner. In fact, they live their lives so unconditionally arranged, their breathing in tonally in synch with the galaxy. They are our finest resonating musical teachers IF we would but pay attention to their unprecedented advance. They simply don’t care. Yes, I must reiterate: they don’t care which way the tide rolls. If it rolls in, okay; out, okay or IF it doesn’t roll at all, they won’t be moved. It is written in ancient scriptures, that unless” we become like children we will in no wise enter the gates of heaven.” (Paraphrased)

Now, of course, we could debate from now until the cows come home about what, when why, how, where or IF there is, in reality----whether here or there----- a heaven, at all. But, for argument’s sake, let us just imagine that Heaven occupies a higher realm of thought for mankind, a sort of enlightenment. In order, to move beyond the concrete state of repetitive meaningless ‘rat runs’, we are so accustomed and attached to, we MUST take on the innocent receptive ‘don’t matter’ –inner state-mentality of a child. Would it even be possible to emulate the naive actions, words, characteristics and guileless interactions of a small child? It has been referred to as tuning into the ‘kingdom of god within.’ IF we could tune in, the tide would roll back not just a mile of distance but in light years of tumultuous time in anxiety.

Not only would the tide turn, but our lives would release immeasurable secrets. Secrets only children know. How to live in the moment how not to begrudge or complain. How to exercise passion without a thought of how it affects another or what will come from it besides the sheer enjoyment  saturated in the act itself. Children live with no harbingering memories or solicitous future ideas of more happiness. Children do not bow down to excellence, seeking praise from neither accepted success nor do they cater to or shun mediocrity. Children live their dreams and openly dream their lives. Children lovingly embrace, accept and envelop everyone and everything!

Indelibly implanted inviolate secret children posses: they are not afraid to take chances. Risk is term unknown to them, since they do not consider whether an avenue is open or closed. They simply walk through whatever door is open; fully suited for the occasion. In complete accord with their actions, consequences are never considered.

Children are divine vessels of immeasurable rapture. When children unintentionally cause a mishap they are not enshrouded with the guilt, remorse or regret that the guilt-ridden mitigated adult tries to inflict upon them. Children are free. Their blemishless and blameless energy and undaunted spirit are irrepressible and inexhaustible. When did you stop being a child? Why?