The play of love in living every day.

Grazing lightly on the news these days, it seems these times are like all times: full of confined, contested and conflicted humans variously and consistently repeating all the common errors man is heir to. There’s apparently all the historical desires and familiar fears, but now they’re globally amped up by social, story-based media, and the disease of a yesterday, today and tomorrow as they’re thought to be, and fought over to become. It’s an ignorance – an ignoring – that keeps us humans cribbed and confined; bound by beliefs and faux portrayals of happiness in material, in celebrity..in all the billion things that bling, yes 🙂

Now here’s the good news: life and the living of it is an exceptional teaching without a teacher. And there’s nothing to do but to be, and in that unadorned, undisturbed being, to listen, learn and love, moment-to-moment, so to speak.
For some, all the apparent chaos is like pain – it’s a call for attention – not so much toward the collective events of humanity as to the individual, the inner. It’s a call to lovingly, choicelessly, watch and see:
“When you are completely attentive, the ‘you’ doesn’t exist at all. The ‘you’ is the censor, which is the past.”
~ J Krishnamurti

The pain and insufficiency is an invitation to attend not so much to the outside noise as to the inside peace of our pure nature; to attend to the subtle, the simple ease in being that which we are: beautiful, joyful and peaceful human and divine beings. Human/divine. In fine, in aware living, one is in the world, but not of it.

~ “There’s a phenomenon happening in the world today. More and more people are waking up—having real, authentic glimpses of reality. By this I mean that people seem to be having moments where they awaken out of their familiar senses of self, and out of their familiar senses of what the world is, into a much greater reality—into something far beyond anything they knew existed.
These experiences of awakening differ from person to person. For some, the awakening is sustained over time, while for others the glimpse is momentary—it may last just a split second. But in that instant, the whole sense of “self ” disappears. The way they perceive the world suddenly changes, and they find themselves without any sense of separation between themselves and the rest of the world. It can be likened to the experience of waking up from a dream—a dream you didn’t even know you were in until you were jolted out of it.
This discovery I’m talking about is traditionally referred to as spiritual awakening, because one awakens from the dream of separation created by the egoic mind.

We realize—often quite suddenly—that our sense of self, which has been formed and constructed out of our ideas, beliefs, and images, is not really who we are. It doesn’t define us; it has no center. The ego may exist as a series of passing thoughts, beliefs, actions, and reactions, but in and of itself it has no identity…
Once we lose our sense of self, it’s as if we have lost the whole world as we knew it. At that moment— whether that moment is just a glimpse or something more sustained—we suddenly realize with incredible clarity that what we truly are is in no way limited to the small sense of self that we thought we were.”
~Adyashanti

In truth, we love to play.
I’ve been walking in cities and hiking in forests for decades, and one of the things I’ve often noted in daily watching of my fellow critters – all human, animal, plant and divine – is that everywhere, we love to play, It’s our nature to play. Playing is love, loving.

Stay home wherever you find yourself; rest in simply being, here and now, and enjoy the subtle play of delight, yes 🙂

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