Sorting Session

It's very important to understand that everything that exists—the whole universe, including each and every one of us, is a manifest or material expression of that which does not exist. From nothing came something. The unmanifest became the manifest. From emptiness, from the void, this whole material universe, which eventually gave rise to life, emerged. – Andrew Cohen, What is Enlightenment Magazine



It could be a big glowing ball. With tentacles.
A circus inside a baby’s ribcage. The flaming
string section of a Kosmic Goddess. It could
be cytoplasm and quantum particles and all
of those really gooey scientific things we like
to dissect. It could be thrones and right hands.
It could be tired of our probing eye.

See, me? I always go with The Nothing.
I can always get back to that. I can take a long
warm sip of You, taste the Galaxy in my hiccups
and lie back , full of Nothing. I can look around
at the chaos, the audiences, the news reports and
see that emptiness that holds every molecule.
The colors sometimes get brighter. At times,
there is some peace but it’s not always comfortable.

Awareness is not soft clouds and rainbows. My
guru, who sings bluegrass and wears western shirts,
told me, sometimes it’s like sitting in someone’s farts.
If you are stuck in a car, you just have to accept what
you are perceiving. Have allowance for all of Life.
Its not as easy when you are smelling burning flesh
and oppression. Choose not to cut off your nose.

It could be the moment you spring to action. It could
be two breaths fogging hope on the windshield. It
could be choices. The space before the choice or
the sigh after the choice. It’s all just choices man.
It could be You explaining that big ol’ ball throbbing
at the earth’s core, the tentacles and everything. It could
be me laughing and the quick small silence just before
You move onto the next idea.