So many mornings, I wake up early to a depth of feeling impossible to put into words. I used to try but I haven't for some time. But here I am, again, this morning, feeling that intense longing to somehow express to you this intensely alive and vibrant experience of being profoundly conscious in this human body.
For some time, I've been aware of this feeling of amazement at being alive. This upwelling of wonder and gratitude when I realize, again, I am existing in this human life and it won't last forever. And that it is a profound gift to be here. Something in me knows this. Something in me in some way remembers how it was before and that this being here now is fleeting and a great honor. Yes. This is it. A great, great honor to have been born human.
This knowing isn't in my thinking. It is a knowing that comes from outside of this life, a knowing that each and every word and thought and action as a human being is so precious and powerful in its creative potential. In this moment this is so clear to me. And as I rise and go about my day, chances are I will go to sleep again in this waking dream state and forget what I am feeling now. But then maybe not. Maybe this time my eyes will stay open and my memory of a time before these flesh and bones were born will remain open, a channel of soul to this mysterious realm we call human life.
I find such profound joy and depth of satisfaction in creating beauty out of this mysterious void that I write from. And there is such love here. Billowing love from a depth of heart. Tears come at the recognition of the immense privilege it is to be both alive and aware that I am alive. This seeing is holy. This seeing of the sheer wonder of life is holy. That is the only word that even closely fits. Holy is the feeling. And beauty. And awe. .
Good morning, friends.
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