God I live in such a bubble. And the thing about living in bubbles is that it is easy to mistake the world of the bubble for the world “at large”… or maybe… maybe I don’t actually live in a bubble, maybe everyone in the courtroom this morning was but a reflection of my consciousness. Maybe as I keep changing myself from the inside, maybe all of those fellow prospective jurors will begin to take their places by my side, standing up in the conviction that WE ARE ONE and punishment should not beget punishment. That’s what I triumphantly told them right into the danged microphone this morning. I told them that I could not be objective, looking only at the “facts” presented. In a room full of wily, homegrown “strangers” (aka- perfect, unique facets of the One Self) I said that this world we live in is crazy and it only exacerbates it to perpetuate the chain of punishment and human suffering. The seasoned black woman judge with the big blond head of straightened hair who would have been the perfect candidate to play a judge TV asked me if I had a better idea.
Smack! Talk about on the spot. I said not precisely, but the solution will come from loving, not from thinking. I felt terrified and euphoric speaking from my heart in this room full of everyday people wearing placid faces and mostly crossing their arms in front of their chests. If I had one wish, it would be that speaking from my heart spoke to the hearts of others present such that their consciousness is impacted and elevated. If I had two wishes… (Grin)… I would wish to live life fully embodied as the Christ Self from now on, spilling over, everywhere with love and peace and blessings. Perpetually awake in a state of unconditional bliss.
I was the first juror to be dismissed at the lunch break. I felt sorta sad exiting the courtroom. Even though I deem our system of judgment to be INSANE and irrelevant, I somehow wished I could’ve stayed and participated as the “token bodhisattva”… You know? Just sat in lotus position in the corner and prayed for Love’s Grace to wash over the case and all present in the courtroom… while all the other suckas blew fuses and popped gaskets in their overheated little deluded minds. Oh well. I guess I’ll just have to pray from the sidelines. That’s the beauty of prayer~ it transcends time and space, so you don’t even have to get out of bed to save the world! (I’m typing from bed.)
I am very grateful for the opportunity to step into that little slice of life outside my new age bubble. Or if we’re gonna go the more esoteric route (come on, open your minds wide, People), I was grateful to be able to face those facets of myself who are still deeply asleep in the illusory dream of separation. I can see that I still have some surrendering and healing of this amnesiac psyche yet left undone. Some unabashed bathing in holy light still to do. But ain’t no thang… All Pervading Bliss knows not of time, of lack, limitation or suffering. All Pervading Bliss will just keep smiling wide and wild from inside me and you and everything and beyond… Forever.
It really will. I’ve been pretty curious about how it’s possible to *really*, fully live in the moment… and still get shit done that needs to get done. And feeling stumped about the atrocity of living life sans planning. Impossible, right? But so many spiritual teachers and leaders and ancient texts whisper the eternal secret that if One lives fully open and alive, ever-savoring the gift of the moment, than life will unfold perfectly, abundant and full of Grace, according to Divine Plan. (Mom, what does that poster in your kitchen say? The one with the picture of the lotus with the Yogananda quote…) Now come on… Raise your hand if that stumps you. Be honest. Isn’t that a tough one to surrender to? To fully relinquish the future and just bask like a sleepy sun drenched cat in the holy light of incessant blessed now… But today… I had an insight around this confounding esoteric cousin of one hand clapping.
Thanks to my Beloved, Doctor Depak Chopra! (and of course thanks to my very own inner teacher, higher wisdom, Christ Self.) Depak talked about living in bliss (among a whole other slew of brilliant, related topics) last night on New Dimensions Radio. (I am still WILD about Mister Chopra!!! Wild. I want to be just like him, except me. He *seems* to be fully awake to the truth of himSelf as the Great I AM. As Creation, Creator, All Pervading One. He is masterful, serviceful, focused, prosperous, creative, joyful, powerful, peaceful… I want to stand up and give him a boisterous round of applause! And then I want to rush into an old skool phone booth and rip off my boring mundane costume and reveal the Wondrous Galactic Wilderness Woman Superheroine Maha Devi that lives just beneath this purple hoodie!) Ahem. He said bliss is our natural state, always. It’s different than “happiness” or “sadness”… or any of those other great taste less filling emotions, which depend on external conditions. Bliss just keeps on blissing along… Forever. So today, I have just been lifting my mind and my heart to All Pervading, Omnipresent Love. Letting the holy feelings of connection to all life waft and dance my consciousness awake like a sweet, heavenly scent. I can see that living from this silent, unconditional bliss can only beget good. And that is what I am here for. To give good, to receive good, to recognize, praise and surrender to the unlimited good that we are all marinating in, that we are all made of.
There might be way less to figure out than I had once believed… It’s getting mighty quiet in here.
Amen.