What is original bliss to me?
If you've read my blog for very long, or know me in person, you know that I am intensely spiritual and intensely anti-religion.
If I ever get caught up in a rant, it is usually about all the ideas I don't believe in and why.
I believe in original bliss.
At the innermost core of who we are, the essence of our being, we are divine.
Offspring of an infinite divinity.
Every single one.
Perfect, creative miracles, gift-wrapped in flesh.
Pure potentiality.
What we do with all that awesomeness is up to us.
When I forget who I am...
I want to ram my car in the back of the car of the stupid driver in front of me.
When I forget who I am...
I can sting a poetic string of f'in'y-f-f's together like no other being alive.
When I forget who I am...
I stay in bed, covers over my head and weep.
When I forget who I am...
I forget who you are too.
Ahhhhh.... but when I remember!
Original bliss!
When I am immersed in creating... painting, journaling, writing... cooking... cleaning my house...
I remember.
When I am nurturing my children... kissing teenage cheeks while they sleep, listening to what they have to say...
I remember.
When I wander the planet and am in awe of her exquisite beauty...
I remember.
When I am enveloped in my soul mate's arms... I remember.
When I see the homeless man walking down the street, wrapped in plastic garbage bags, urine trailing behind him...
I remember who I am.
And... I remember who he is, too.
What are you going to do with your awesomeness today?
Namaste,
C H E Z
FOLLOW-UP AWESOMENESS!
So I pushed the PUBLISH button on this post and hit the pavement for a quick walk before heading off to save the world (hee hee).
I let my iPod choose the songs for me today...
Did you know that GOD chooses the songs on your iPod when you let him/her!!!!
;-)
He chose this ditty for me... I hit repeat and listened to it over and over on my walk today.
I am going to let you hit play, and read the lyrics while you listen to the song.
How is this for synchronicity!
Live High - Jason Mraz
I try to picture the girl
Through a looking glass
See her as a carbon atom
See her eyes and stare back at them
See that girl
As her own new world
Though her home is on the surface, she is still a universe
Glory God, oh God is peeking through the blinds
Are we all here standing naked
Taking guesses at the actual date and time
Oh my, justifying reasons why
Is an absolutely insane resolution to live by
Live high
Live mighty
Live righteously
Takin it easy
Live high, live mighty
Live righteously
Try to picture the man
To always have an open hand
And see him as a giving tree
See him as matter
Matter fact he's not a beast
No not the devil either
Always a good deed doer
And it's laughter that we're making after all
The call of the wild is still an ordination why
And the order of the primates
All our politics are too late
Oh my, the congregation in my mind
Is this assembly singing of gratitude
Practicing their lovin for you
Live high
Live mighty
Live righteously
Takin it easy
Live high, live mighty
Oh live righteously
Take it all,
And just take it easy
And celebrate the malleable reality
You see nothing is ever as it seems
Yeah this life is but a dream
Lift me up to the almighty
Raise your hands and start acknowledging
Live high, live high
Live mighty, mighty, mighty,
Oh live righteously
Takin it easy
Live high, live mighty
Oh live righteously
Just take, just just taking it easy
Live high
Oh live mighty, mighty,
Oh live righteously
Take it all, just take it, take it easy
See live high,
Oh live righteously
Just take it easy
