Day 18 - A dear friend (a chalk artist) from Charlotte, NC read day 3 of 108 Days and sent me this:
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After we talked I sat here awhile and this came to me, maybe through the open window, maybe from the divinity within... I hope you like it...
For Joy...
It is going to rain and I want to share the rainy night with someone....
I want...
The night breeze through my window touches my skin and I want how it feels to last...
I want...
I write words and I want to express exactly what I think and feel, I want the other mind that reads my words to see exactly my thought...
I want...
I paint and I want my painting to reflect exactly my perfect vision, then, I want the viewer to use my imperfect painting as a lens to see my perfect vision...
I want...
I think and I want to speak, I speak and I want to be heard...
I want...
I see so much that I want to know...
I want...
I see a girl and I want to be with her...
I want...
I am here and I want to be there...
I want...
I am doing this and I want to do that...
I want...
I have and I want...
I want...
I am and I want to be...
I want...
I play my piano and I enjoy every note, every note is the perfect note for that moment, I feel that I am outside of the day and I am not sure if I have been playing for a few minutes or a few years. All I know is that...
I do not want....
It is going to rain and I want to share the rainy night with someone....
I want..."
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It is so poignant and it resonate to the core of my being and I remember Sathya Sai Baba telling the story of a woman who claimed she wanted to merge with God. And she was asked if she is ready at that moment because she can merge right there and then and the woman was totally shocked and said no, she needed to take care of some things first etc. etc. - in other words, she voiced about something she wanted but when told that she can have it, she refused for she is not ready for it.
So, it is said that when we want something we say "I WANT....WHATEVER". If we remove the "I" which is the ego, we remove the "WANT" which is the desire, there we have whatever we want. It is always there. There is no need to want it. But by associating with the body, the ego "I" desire something and wants to possess it, own it. But since whatever it is has always been there, always is and always will be - then how can anyone possess it? And how can anyone exist if there is only one "I" not 2I or 3I or 4I?
The writer of the purple poem writes about sharing, lasting, perfecting, exacting, progressing, merging, knowing. All of the above is inherent in humankind. We want to share naturally because deep within we know that we are really all one. We always strive for lasting relationship, lasting feeling, lasting everything for inherently, we are aware that we are immortal - not this body, not this mind. We want perfection for that is who we are, and yet, because we are in the body, sometimes its harder to attain it and we end up giving up and settle for less than perfection.
All this wonderful, positive feelings, we should nurture and strive for but because we are bombarded by a lot of negatives from the outside, we get sapped into the world of negativity. Let us try the CIA - Constant Integrated Awareness and let us protect ourselves with the light.
I am light, glowing light, radiating light, intensified light.
God consumes my darkness, transmuting it into light.
Be Well,
I AM LIGHT
4 comments:
Joy, you are a joy for sharing this. You must have a great circle of friend who are like minded. Can you start a virtual community where we can ask questions and you can reply to us right away? I am sure it will be beneficial to a lot of people and lots of people will join.
Let us know and we will support your effort.
Charlotte here, we are in good company. Thanks, Joy. This is good.
The writer of the purple poem, is he who I think he is - you mention chalk artist?
Thanks for sharing.
Hello Joy-ie,
I like Charlotte, too 's idea of a virtual community. I know for a fact that there are people reading your blog you has some questions that needed an answer right away. When are we going to start it?
T0 THE: Writer of the Purple Poem, if the woman you are talking about is there right beside you and it's raining right now, just open your umbrella and share it with her -NO NEED TO SAY I WANT...
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