Best of the Best

In my work, I’m clear that the best of the best is connecting with Spirit – and sharing that connection with others. In that, there’s my own spiritual practice, healing, and teaching – the actions that are the best of the best. This connection shows up for me in Nature, music, and writing – the best of the best.

And I get that working with kids is also the best of the best for me. It’s fun working with anyone who is engaged – more fun working with kids who are engaged.

I get that, when I’m coming from the field, any of this is God’s work. So, it’s all good.

I also get that there are clues to the specific focus of this work which remain missing for me now. And I do think coming together with the love of my life is the final piece necessary for this work to make itself known.

I accept this new work and welcome it into my life now.

Three Spiritual Tasks

In front of me now I see three spiritual tasks.

The first is union with myself – bringing together my form, my observer-self, and my true self. I’ve been hopping around between these three ways of being. Now is the moment to combine them into one complete being.

The second is union with my partner – bringing together my complete being with her complete being, and co-creating our sacred union. I’ve been learning about this throughout my life. Only now am I ready to undertake this sacred union; only now has the perfect partner joined me in this task.

The third is union with Nature – transcending my complete being and my sacred union to become one with all beings. This morning I saw myself walking along a creek bed, under a bridge, into a new area in the forest. Suddenly, my form came completely apart. Tiny fragments flew instantly into every element around me – trees, rocks, soil, water – I was everything. Or a piece of me was. And still I was observing all of this – even as I felt myself fly apart. I am part of Nature, I am all of Nature, Nature is me. The third task is to live from and share this union.

Actually, that’s the fourth task – to live from and share the learning and experiencing of the first three tasks. That should keep me joyfully occupied for, let’s see, about the rest of my life in form!

Ego ride

It feels like an ego ride sometimes. Up, up, up. Down, down, down. Ego can make it so sweet. Then sweep the rug out in an instant.

But for me, it’s not an ego ride. I’ll see it through Spirit’s eyes. I know what it feels like to be awake in the presence of God. It’s got an overwhelming joy and love that ego can’t touch.

Ego can move the universe around to make it look like a great ride. So can Spirit. Only one ride is real – only one lasts. I choose that one.

Love first

What does it mean – love before sex?

Today, I understand differently than before. I am experiencing it differently than before.

When we embark on a new relationship, there’s a shape to it. Meet – talk – go on a date – get to know each other – touch each other – and then sex. Right?

There may or may not be some sort of commitment in the middle of that – about monogamy or staying in touch over the phone or email or texting – about being gentle and loving to each other. And then, in this process, love grows – or has an opportunity to grow. From compatibility and attraction love can grow.

Today, I can present a different way. What if two people see that this process we learned from everything and everyone around us always results in loss? What if the expectations in the process can never be met? What if the seeds of the breakup are sown in the early romantic frenzy? What other possibility is there for two lovers?

We can connect first in a field of love. This field is not filled with sexual attraction, neediness, or expectations. It is not a field we own or control. Only the love of our higher power is there, waiting for us to come in – to drop our identities and come naked into the field in faith and trust that Spirit will guide us in love.

We don’t know much about this field. We may have caught a glimpse of it, or felt it’s presence from the other side of the fence. We may have a dream of what it might be like in this field. But we do not know – or at least most do not. We may have felt the hand of God even though we have not ventured into the field.

Rumi wrote about this field – the one beyond.

I have met a lover in this field. It was not easy to go in. It’s a big field – filled with the overwhelming joy and power of love. It’s scary. It’s one thing to go in alone – very different to go in together.

And now that we’re in there, looking around, seeing what it’s like, sex looks totally different. For the first time, it feels like it will be an expression of love. And that, when it comes, it will be an entirely new experience.

This is different than celibacy or waiting until you’re married or waiting until the right moment or the right one. But it some ways, this is the reason for those ideas. I’m liking the idea of love before sex. The confusion is gone.

Attachment and non-attachment

I was just thinking that attachment this morning – this now – means that I’m bringing something forward from yesterday – not to learn from it – but somehow clinging to it. That means today is not fresh, it’s stale – even before it begins.

The thing I’m clinging to could be a bummer – it could also be a flamer – or a joy.

But there  it is – attached to me – to my idea of me.

And it isn’t an attachment to the person, place, thing, event – they’re all gone. It’s an attachment to the story I made up about it.

So, around my neck, weighing me down, are a bunch of stories. That aint freedom.

In metaphysics, they say “bless the past and release it.” Makes sense.

This morning, I’m starting my life over again. As any little child or baby would. Without attachments to yesterdays.