When removed from the confines of societal norms and expectations, it is magnificent what man does for the sake of just doing. On a dried lake bed far from many, for blip in time, an otherwise desolate terrain transforms into a sacred backdrop for one of the most glorious, glittering, neon, painted, glowing, heart-stopping, mind-blowing man-made shows on Earth.
A creation made with the sole intention of sharing, results in ocular wonders and unbelievable experiences in such astonishing collective, that one alone simply cannot imagine what is possible.
Because, anything is possible…
Where would One go if they believed that where ever they went, they would have a family to care for them there? What would One do if they understood that their actions were needed, and were for the benefit of many? How would One love, if they knew their love would be infinitely reciprocated? These questions can be answered through observing the lives of those who have dedicated their selves to the belief of a One world family.
It can be argued that our whole existence is based on chemical reactions. Scientific study revolves around how One substance, person, or bacteria, affects another–and, the result of that interaction. We all have conducted our own personal experiment, though in the moment we don’t call it science. We call it love at first sight, sick as a dog, or cool as a cucumber.
'Magic Forest' image courtesy of Silva Arcanas
For thousands of years humans have been chemically curious about the changes that happen in other beings such plants and minerals. So curious that One long, age-old day ago, we tested our mortality as human being with plant being. Our wisest, most respected ancestors risked their very lives to understand something beyond themselves. What they found was of great reward, they called it magic.
Undoubtedly there will be moments in life when One force meets another. On an any and every level, it feels like worlds are crashing together. They are. Each One of us holds the enormity of a universe within ourselves.
Our beliefs, our culture, our family history, concepts of love and hate are continents that give our personal planets shape and form. Our experiences, a sea through which our mass moves, morphs and shifts. Our breath, the very life essence that everything inhales and exhales.
When we choose to be considerate, compassionate, and caring, we choose and reflect the Goddess within. Every human has the capacity, the space inside for patience, stable strength and support–for acceptance, nourishment and tenderness. We, each one of us, can choose endurance, abundance, and unconditional love. The amount of space you create to give and receive these things is up to only One.
'Interconnected Light' image courtesy of freezonetechno.com
Geography may be the only thing that sets us apart from each other. Though, even that is challenged when we zoom out from our tiny universal existence in the great expanse of infinite space.
But here on earth, we overly complicate things by obsessively categorizing every thing in its own separate conceptual container. We make harsh distinctions like complexion, religion, economic strata and think that these things disconnect us. Unfortunately, these degrees of separation are blatantly accepted in societies around the world.
Why is it so easy for us to emphasize the seams between our selves instead of focusing on the fact that we are all woven into the same human fabric?
'Rose Counterpoint' Image courtesy of witshadows.wordpress.com
In the heavy dirt roots a sturdy, brown stalk covered in black blades, like armor ready for war. As One traces their eyes up the stem, vile brown turns vert, and thorns become hidden behind broad leaves. Further up, the sinister spikes soften to an almost crystal cream in color, as if transformed into jewels draping a delicate wrist. At the top of this foliage fortress, the most alluring and exquisite bloom flirts on a breeze. Soft, silken petals adorn a sharp sheathed vine–a perfect counterpoint to crown the wiry warrior below.
There is much to say about all things having an opposite.
Image of 'Earth Pheonix' courtesy of Kagaya
Earth herself, is a redeemer. She accepts all that dies into herself and regenerates all anew. She transforms decay into development, and waste into growing wonder. However, this cycle of miracle has a time span, just like any process with a start and finish. We have disregarded her patience–trying to convince ourselves that we have control over the redemption of things in life we all need to survive: food, water, air.
This is a gross mistake.
'Peace Rising' photograph by Bernadette Ignacio-Golders Green Park, London, UK
In the still morning, potential for the day breaks. Seize the opportunity to make a manse with the miracle that is morning. Feel the true phenomenon of turning away from ephemeral night, and into the sun star’s light–bask in it. Realize that morning is an earthly endowment–a rare occurrence in the vastness of cold, dark space. Morning is a gift to our place, our home, in the cosmos. (more…)
Country vs City Photograph by Jason Melcher
Seasons. Bread. Simple. Rain. Bake. Sunshine. Soil. These are the things of high value in a rural life. These things, when abundant, keep our soul alive and well.
Sarcasm. Boast. Sophisticated. Snide. Banter. Skyscraper. Street. These are the things of high value in a city life. These things, to keep abundant we consider our souls to sell.
There is no doubt that technology has has changed the standard of what the masses would call a good life. Fancy gadgets, convenience, and sleek design gleam in our eyes. We are distracted from the fulfilling, connected, the rooted. It would do us well to balance the almost magical mechanics we have discovered to benefit not just the people parading in city streets, but also those who laboriously pick our food on dirt paths.