Since then something within me
strains through closed pores
of words to get its echo out,
but becomes dumb again
when it hears their foreign voices
mangle outside what is tender within.*
Your little “I Am” becomes “We Are.”**
Human consciousness means life is more than food, shelter and procreation.
Whether we think of this as being our spirituality, what emerges through our imaginations is nothing less than astounding and sometimes exquisite. There’s something trying to come together from the day we are born, straining to express itself through each and every life.
It is a tenuous and fragile thing at first, struggling to meet the expectations of others, even being stopped by these. There is something in this that is about joining with all things – with the universe, with each other, with ourselves and, perhaps, god. We know we need to connect, but not anyhow.
When our connections are smart – that is, we bring our best selves to join with each other – we step into the higher and the sublime. When are connections are less than this – when we meet in our unexplored selves – the results can be mediocre or even dangerous.
But when we are doing what we love and love what we do, bringing our ever developing talents and imaginations and hopes and practises to bear, then all things are possible.