I think I may have accidentally become enlightened at a roller rink the other night. This happens to some people I've heard. No I haven't, but you are hearing it now, so, it totally counts.
I am not sure what to say about the space between the moment you have a desire sail out of you and the time when you get to rendezvous with its full unfurling but lord, that space is where we need every drop of grace our human apparatus might afford us.
I mean, how do we care for the vibration we emit with our living, except with dancing, howling, rivering and wahooing?
I don't mean that coyly. When I retrace the steps of every great manifestation I can see that just before the thing bloomed into my reality I entered a period of Great Let Go, and it usually was in the form of some very physical and whole hearted play that took me so deep I had no resistance left in the humming of my human heart and so the next, inevitable upshift could happen.
A few nights ago I went skating with my long time friend, our multitude of children, and about seventeen zillion teeny bopper girls. I've done this before. I go every Saturday but that night, for reasons I cannot fathom, some switched in me and I decided to Just Fucking Skate when most of the nights prior I had politely abided the rules and skated forward and slowly and without a ton of interest.
I found myself flying around backwards and learning tricks from various local skate gurus and falling and laughing and dancing and having a freaking hoot of a nanny, mostly by myself, so much so that by the time I sat down I was almost too happy to have a body anymore. Happiness is too small a word. I was transcendent. I could feel every filament of the music playing through me (you know that double rainbow guy? that was me)
Their grins were my grins. Their shining eyes, mine, reflected back every beauty I had ever dared. I felt like I might vibrate out of the rink so I just started to write and the music poured into my pen. I could see everything. I saw that everything is filamental, that light is pouring through each of us and it can move out into the world through us in the places we are unfettered, clear, or as Hafiz woulds say, "safe to drink" I could see all these blocks in people's bodies where they had stuck ideas about their loveliness and no light shone through there. Or some had big dark spots where anger had lived a long while. Most of the children were light shows, some so clear I could hardly see a human amidst all the streams of multicolored light.
Have you ever looked at the world that way?
It makes things suddenly very clear.
Everything you're giving real estate to in you that blocks the light has got to go cuz Light is who you are. And you came here to fucking shine.