Category: Reflections

Another day, another view…
As the pouring clouds move towards the mountain forest, a doom-filled cold breeze wakes me from the dismay that numbed my brain and moistened my eyes. And as the rain falls, tears and drops form one river, the cycle of water that cleans all that is manifests in front of me. May we never forget we are made of nature, made of earth, made of water, made of air, made of fire! May we always honour pure hearts, true love and meaningful connections, the same way forests, rivers and mountains love, support and sustain each other. 

For someone who can proudly call herself a ‘polyglot’, there are things and perhaps beings that can render me speechless. Not long ago, I wrote a long paper on how non-sense language (word games, koans) can support us in readjusting the way we see the world we think we are. I wrote on how the words we use to describe our experience shape the way we experience; thus, we are sometimes trapped in a möbius strip.
I have learned not to count much on the support of people’s words but on their actions & reactions. The good is not in words but in deeds. Except for nature. Here, my legs give in, and I kneel; I bend and kiss the ground that holds me together as it holds itself. And I feel, not think, without a subject or an object, unconditional love. 

Between you and me, there is a gap; this is the abyss. The space, the depths, separates me from you and you from me and is the origin of our fears. For to walk into the abyss is to have the courage to overcome that which seems to keep us whole.
Separation does not exist as a line. Lines are boundaries, but a line being a non-material thing can not cause separation. Emptiness does. Thus, the unknowable emptiness that stands between you and me is our common ground. To reach it, we ought to live the place where we both stand; if not, it is still either mine or yours, either here or there, and not everywhere or anywhere. It means living all I know and all you know and finding a we-know place. (You know that place, I know that place, we both stood there once, and it was immense, unlimited, timeless and omni-existent).
Isn’t the unknowable what we pursue? Isn’t the unknowable our last and most inevitable destination?

I love you. You know who you are. You know your worth. You know how much more there is to you than what people see. You know that others’ thoughts are theirs, and you resent them not. You know the depths and darkness within. You know how to reach out for the sun with a laugh. I love you. You know magic. You know how to love the universe with no judgements. You know how to be free in a world of controllers. I love you. Your laughter, your stance, your proud heart, your smile. You carry on despite the drama; you carry on despite resentment; you carry on despite rejection. I love you. Through known and unknown dimensions. Through the loops, the torus and the expansion of matter-energy. I love you.