I Am Everybody

Jay told me. He is right. In a cosmic sense, I am everybody. You are, too.

When I make declarations of my unimportance arising from an overwhelmed mind, it is at once dehumanizing and arrogant. This simultaneous denigration and elevation of experience really misses the mark. My life and your lives are of inherent value, a richness external definitions cannot contain.

It's not our job to subject ourselves to constant evaluation. Examination? Yes. Embodiment. YES.

Moments, I want to immerse myself in you. I know that if I'm placing each droplet of my day on a spectrum from good to bad that I am not being truly present. I could be in paradise. Wading in the water. A perfect climate. In silent conversation with an electric blue dragonfly perched on an effulgent leaf nearby. The second I call this good or bad, I forget that I am in paradise. I miss the shimmery feel of the water. The temperature loses its balm. A luminous dragonfly sails away, taking every sparkle with it.

I am going to make a conscious effort to step out of the muck, to remove myself from the relative and to enter into the essential. That pattern of separating and sorting is old and tired and has nothing to offer me or anyone else.

Our words and thoughts etch themselves into our lives. My yucky words and worse thoughts have left me in an experiential rut, and I am ready to exchange them all for a new groove. The universe is asking me to create a new and beautiful record, and I am starting today. My heart can steer.

Thank you, Jay.