Mystery.
Difficulty.
Challenge.
Obstacle.
Uncertainty.
Have you noticed how often we avoid these?
What if they’re inviting us to a become a better us?
There’s never been another you. To own that reality is a choice.
It’s also choice to become a replica of what has already been.
Nevertheless, in all of our individual originality, we do all rhyme with Love.
One love…in billions and billions of never-before forms.
This is our story.
This is our song.
The dualistic mind loves to divide, separate, label, and categorize everything and everyone. It’s a constant tug of war between good/bad, up/down, left/right, in/out, win/lose, & us/them. As long as ‘other’ is in dialogue, the dualistic mind is at peace. Or so it thinks.
However, the soul only knows things in their entirety, embraces beauty as a whole, and is most at home in states of harmony and communion. Somehow it knows there’s a oneness with fire and rain, winter and spring, noise and music, and even with the separation of individual solitudes.
What if we all weren’t something ‘other’ to be labeled, but we each were ‘another’ form of love?
What if that were true?
What if that was a question you asked often?
Surely, we would enjoy more than we would critique, we would engage more than we would isolate, and we would rest in our individual and unique beings more than we would boast about our momentary doings.
So today…
As you jog by the stranger…see them as another form.
As you hold the door for one with their hands full…enjoy them as another form.
As you are waited on…learn from another form.
As you are cut off in traffic…forgive another form.
As you are misunderstood….love another, misunderstood, form.
And as you do what you do from the depth of who you are be another form of the great Love that is the engine to our universe.
Right now.
Here.
It is available.
Whatever it is you need. It is available.
It is available within you. Have you looked there?
It is available between us. Are you willing to go there?
It is available around you. Will you allow mystery to show you its electricity?
Noise will make the available unavailable.
Silence and stillness will grant this availability.
There is more than enough and, as always, free refills.
Ashton.Gustafson 