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“The only choice we have is how we inhabit our vulnerability, how we become larger and courageous and more compassionate through our intimacy with disappearance.” — David Whyte
“Whenever you are creating beauty around you, you are restoring your own soul.” — Alice Walker
“Sensation is the greatest mystery of natural science.”
- Wilhelm Reich
”Sensation is the bedrock of our being, it’s the most primordial form of consciousness. And when we go into incubation, into the darkness of our own sensation, which takes us down into this vast, infinite, inner body, which starts being our own inner body but it ends up being the inner body of the Universe.
Your sensation is the sensation of the Earth.
This is how we feel, this is how we are compassionate, how we resonate, through the sensation inside us, which is the bedrock of intuition, of consciousness, of experience, of everything.” — Peter Kingsley
Sensing life is also sensing death. Somehow, the mystery of our “passing away” enhances our appreciation of life. In my mind there is a question if there is such a thing as death in any ultimate sense.
We know our bodies disappear. We know we will eventually have to let go of everything we have accumulated in this lifetime. But perhaps one life is just a chapter in a very long story with many repetitions, lessons and forgetting. We obviously are not meant to live forever in one form.
Death comes to everyone and everything.
In the meantime we live. How, is the question. With how much sense of aliveness, with how much meaning? Keeping a sense of our disappearance out in the open, unhidden, seems to promote greater aliveness in the present.
I live in Mexico. Here you see a contrast with the culture to the north where death is an unmitigated tragedy in every instance, and then we carry on as we must. No, here death is a thin veil to the next world, celebrated along with life. Conversations cross the barrier to communicate with those who have passed over. Death dances and sings and has days devoted to it.
And yet it’s not mournful or dreary.
In this life we have the ability to feel things physically and through emotion and even intuition. All that constitutes life in this context. Our bodies feed us information about ourselves and the world around us. We can do amazing things through our hands and our minds.
Being human, we can choose to create beauty or ugliness. I think life is too short to create anything other than kindness, beauty and prodigious aliveness.
This is our chance. It would be a shame to waste it.
- Anima Fire is my publication