Saturday, July 9, 2011

much more

henri rousseau promenade in the forest

you could call it serendipitous or you could be truthful and call it divine intervention, so go there for a moment. consider the possibility that in the wholeness of your day there's a sort of opening that arrives and either you're available to it - or you're not.

if you are available to it, then an otherworldly quality overtakes your day and you come face-to-face with something that very clearly has depths to it that step outside the norm.

a moment that expands in the manner that only an unexpected insight can take, draws you away from this place in almost every way.

and that moment appears to have no parameters that you could draw lines of time or space on or inside and so you go with it even though the moment has long since passed, by the terms of this world.

and this fully expanding moment travels alongside your unfolding day - not by the terms of its own reality - but simply by virtue of the fact that you are able to look outward or inward or otherward every so often
and there it is.

there it is - whole and unsullied - one little ever-expanding moment that is there solely to share with you the possibility that there is just that - a possibility of something much more detailed, much more refined, something much more - that there is, much more to each and every detail of this world - something that opens so like a narrow path through dark trees into an opening ... a pool .... silvered and cool ... a place of feather petalled rustlings ... the soft sighs of purposeful passings ... the quick and knowing eyes that blink and close in understanding.

and you know that while you are not alone, you are very much on your own with the entirety of everything outside and entirely inside that moment.

15 comments:

Elisabeth said...

Such a sacred space this 'fully expanding moment'. Thanks, Steven.

jeannette said...

Wish I could have said it this way!

erin said...

yeeesssssssssssss~
!

it's up to us to be open and let it in. i laugh at myself. yesterday i very purposefully chose to not. ha! it came back and boxed me in the nose about twelve different ways. god, i can be such a fool.

xo
erin

steven said...

elisabeth - there are stages of life where the availability to that moment escapes me and i dance along hoping that the door will open but i can't even find the door and then .... there it is and i walk through not knowing what i'll find and grateful for the not knowing as much as anything. steven

steven said...

jeannette - i find that sensation accompanies me throughout life . . . art, music, words. i think that resonance has its own value and capacity for changing the way you see the world. now you say something! steven

steven said...

erin i love being a fool. it allows for the possibility of insight. the punches always hurt . . . at first. then the afterglow of survival overtakes the pain. steven

hope said...

I like that idea! I just hope I'm smart enough to grab one of those moments when they appear instead of adding it to my "I'll get around to it... eventually."

ellen abbott said...

I've slipped through that opening a time or two.

steven said...

hi hope. i can't ignore them in the summer. it's during the school year that they appear and i have to shrug my shoulders and keep moving. this is what damages musicians who are on the road so much i'm sure. steven

steven said...

hi ellen, the doors of perception. steven

The Weaver of Grass said...

Those are the moments we have to take advantage of Steven. The older we get the more true this is.

steven said...

weaver that's very true in my own experiencing. steven

Tess Kincaid said...

Yes, ever so much more. I like to think of it as divine intervention and being connected to it.

steven said...

tess - perhaps that's why it feels so much like the inside being turned out. steven

Ruth said...

When even just a glimpse of it reveals the crystaline essence of things, you know how magnificent it is, and must be.