Since Luke’s passing, I have continued to think quite a bit about my experience of time and space and light and death.
We imagine space and time are measured as absolute things and that it is light as it travels through these dimensions that is changeable. However, this is not the case.
“Ye are the light of the world
…and it giveth light to all who are in the house…
let your light so shine…”
When light as the absolute that it is, is the thought focus of our perceptions, what happens to the way that we live in time and space? I think a door to a deeper experience of perceiving reality begins to crack open. For me, the experience of death of a beloved cat has brought me to a threshold of feeling in the experience of living of my life actually as that light in a profound way.
This is the voodoo woo woo magic making melting of separation in death untethering us from time and space, living eternity now. We open the door, and stepping out of time in space, know the light that we actually are while still here in a form of embrace.
Death Clarifies What Life Begins
There’s but one embrace
– words words words mere echo’s bouncing back again and again.
Echo’s of love echo’s of hate float off into oblivion but bounce back again.
Time neither begins or ends because it’s the continuum of a single embrace.
When I discovered my insignificance the laughter
could be heard for miles of millenniums and then bounced back again
mere echo’s of time being me.
When you embrace yourself you’re embracing me
we weave ourselves into a tapestry of echo’s in time being you.
-Mike of CAIMBEUL,
“Mysticism is dancing with the mystery, not trying to figure it out.”
(Thank you for these words M! I miss you. I miss Luke. However, I know you are never far away. -xx.M)