1-13-12     Moon in Virgo     Kin 125    8 Chicchan

When is the last time you laughed your ass off? Was it something somebody said, a movie, or a well delivered joke by a professional comedian? You can’t remember? Think about it. When was the last time you had a rush of adrenalin for no reason at all just because you were thrilled to be alive? I’m talking: NOT ATTACHED TO ANYTHING OR ANYBODY? Next, what do you think of when you really enjoy a great meal? Could you explain, in words, what type of sensation you would compare it to? Do you normally express those feelings? It’s all a matter of allowing the body to capture, experience, and ‘let loose’ a soothing irresistible impression of simple delight in the moment of the experience and then release it just as thoroughly.

Somebody’s been on your mind a lot lately. I don’t have to remind you how important it would be for you to call him/her, e-mail or drop-by-out of the blue- just to let them hear from you, but I will. Life, as part of the intricately sublimely designed puzzle- offers a continuous uninterrupted flow of synthesizing events, filled to overflowing with people, places, episodes of seemingly insignificant ‘trials and tribulations’, aggravations and conflicts, in the midst of pleasurable events, that sometimes go unattended to and unnoticed. IF you want to seize and squeeze the magical mystery from its core, follow up on those inexplicable whims. Go out and buy a ridiculous card or gift of benefit and give it to the person who you ‘supposedly’ care for the least. While on the journey, buy yourself a RC Cola and Honey Bun just for the hell of it. Kick back and listen to your favorite song while you enjoy the almost forbidden treat. Savor each bite, followed by the sizzle; feel the exhilarating thrill, brought about through your acute awareness of life’s little pleasures. Being where you feet are while ingesting the moment, reveals true liberation.

Delving into the past will reveal one sure fired thing, just how dead it really is. It’s gone. Not even a trace of it is left. Like the consuming of the Honey bun and RC Cola, the combination of elements has changed into your molecular life-subsisting form. You can no more relive the past than you can make the sun stop shining. The second you try to recapture any receded moment, ages you and splinters you emotionally. A verifiable act of ego that signifies you are out of sync with yourself. Even the memories you hold onto are distorted, disproportionate and unreal. They have been transformed through the process of time, temperature and temperament of living, not unlike the digestion process.

Yesterday’s events have no relevance to you today, in as much as the ingredients have been digested and assimilated , taking from the events what was vitally necessary and eliminating the remainder as compost. Whatever occurred became part of biologically cosmic you and cannot be dissected, separated and analyzed as IF you didn’t incorporate the essence. Can you divide you into segmented pieces without suffering irreparable harm, possibly death? I didn’t think so. Personal Human Experience, transformed into irrevocable Knowledge, is the primary ingredient you gained as part your present state of existence from the past. In other words, you can’t have the meaning of the experience at the same time you are experiencing it. The ‘Past’ dissolves into present with no left over residue. You have absorbed it. You did not lose or leave it, anymore than you could have deposited the physical you, back at the places, wherever you’ve traveled.

Every transaction occurs in life for/of the moment when it is happening. No matter how many elaborately contrived interpretations you want to attach to the events/relationships. The fact remains that life is geared toward the living of each glorious second as it immediately unfolds, not after. Your personal feelings really have no bearing in the matter, except to elicit your involved participation while on that particular layered level of reality. Conscious Observance abolishes rancid memories which only emphasize your need to be important. A special self-inflated importance involves a center point whereby you perceived yourself as the victim or the victor. Do you really need the dramatized wrinkle producing episodes? Then, knock yourself out.

Let us consider how a mandolin plays a distinctive sound as does the harmonica; yet, neither competes nor compares the unique sound of the other. They instantaneously release, in full measure, whatever note or blend of notes are solicited without thought or concern of what was left behind. When forged together they elicit a harmonious union of musical majesty that either delights or repulses the ears of those who listen according to their individual taste in musical composition. So, too are you to blow your horn of life presently in perfectly animated executed form. Live, laugh and love in such a whimsical free flowing manner without worry or concern of whether the audience approves or disapproves. This solitary consecrated action releases the past while retaining the sanctified present tone.

Festive musical lightheartedness, naturally imbued in you, brings with it a wave of divine joyous unification which penetrates the atmosphere of your life continually throughout the events of the ordinary day. No need to plan, give forethought, relevance or significance to one event over another, whether past or future. Laugh more. Love continually. Live consciously. The love of live Laughter brings youth producing freshness, newness and originality in the divine undivided moment.