Posts Tagged ‘heights’
just outside the door of the otherworld door
Sometimes, being human is too big for religion.
Sometimes, all I want to do is listen to Fionn tell me about the sweetest music of the world.
There has been a lot of ruckus going on lately. A lot of growing and outgrowing. All around me I hear people saying the same thing… I’ve outgrown this or that, I’m in limbo, I don’t get it anymore… To some, both those who say it and those who hear it, this is a cause for dismay, to others amusement. Some, like me, silently nod their heads in empathy.
All I can say is that maybe I’ve outgrown the need to know if I have outgrown anything or even if I have grown at all.
it does happen, doesn’t it?
It happens, doesn’t it?
The day comes when the world pushes open the door we have closed against the world.
-John Moriarty, What the Curlew Said
It does happen, doesn’t it?
That fateful day of the door crashing in on us, pushed open by the world, different levels of the world, that in one way or the other, we have been avoiding.
The fateful splintering of the door of denial, escapism and addiction. The door shattered by a reality that is larger than we imagined, larger even than we can imagine.
Thus shattered, the floodwaters of Reality come rushing in. A Reality made not of reality that we might know something of, but a Reality that is far beyond anything that even reality knows anything of. A Reality that includes, transcends and integrates. A Reality that has suffered long enough in its exclusion, an impatient Reality, a Reality needing to be on with its work of transformation, its task of becoming, its labor of emerging through us, into us. A Reality that, in actuality, amounts to little more than boundless Potentiality.
A Reality brimming with Potentiality already crashing over the edges of our perception, already straining the hinges of the soul.



