There's no point belaboring this rich dichotomy, this
möbius strip of a distinction in which each side
seems to run into and become the other side - no point, that is,
unless it's to further buttress and invest in yet another belief
system about you (of which there are already way too many) which,
by righteously serving itself, will render the possibility of
actually experiencing you, of actually being
with you, remote.
Möbius Strip In Blue
When I get I'm really here, when I get I'm really
I get it's already whole, complete, and perfect.
When I get it's already whole, complete, and perfect, then in my
denying it's already whole, complete, and perfect, dishonors you.
I'm not interested in imposing this
on anyone, and I don't believe in blasphemy (you know me: I don't
even believe in belief). But look: if I
believed in blasphemy, then denying it's already whole, complete,
and perfect, epitomizes blasphemy.
I'm totally clear about what your purpose is for me and my time on
Forgive me if I sound presumptuous, but I'm also totally clear
about what you want me to do with
You want me to live it fully. You gave me Life obviously not with
the intention I squander it. And the life you gave me
goeswith choice (as
may have said). So when I choose to live
fully (which is to say when I live
fully), I honor you for giving me Life. The best way I know to
thank you for what you've made possible, the most appropriate way I
know to honor the gift of Life you've made available, whole,
complete, and perfect, is simply to live
fully and well - just ... like ... that.