Keys : Indulgence in Light
YES !
It is Autumn again, and the light slants in the windows at an angle so pleasing. I think the earth tilts just for me during this time of year, but of course we (many of us) find this light delicious. There is a different clarity, as if a secret other behind a curtain in life actually holds a small spotlight of sunlight from the stage wings; to show us the same world in a new hue. Because of this gift, we see anew. Because we forget, simply forget to look. To take the time to dangle the key of our vision over a momentary majestic whatever it is that strikes a chord in us.
The key to delight is indulgence in this light.
It is a sunbather’s pleasure, without the sun burn or cancer. It is the effortless hint of change, the re-vision, a hint that time evolves and envelopes us in a text of discovery, the yet to come about Yes we say to the future. The future world, the future us. Think about it. As much as we hate to age, we are only here a short while and we leave a fingerprint on the world. Others whom love us also witness us, in words, in delighting with us, privately in their hearts regarding us. We are blessed to have witnesses to Us, others who will say one kind word about us, and say it out of ear shot of our heart’s sponge for self love.
This is my Tumbleword: find a key to a new or old delight. Take it in hand (with mansuetude) and see it fresh, open the old door into a new room. Indulge in this day, at least in one small gesture that when we leave the body text of our life here we will be willing to open this day, or any day, all our days, if allowed like a book to read WITH PLEASURE the thing we do or did or honored with our witnessing. In Mansueutude for the majesty. What will it be that we do? What is the first thing we think, without judgement, as hint from within?
Give up confussion. Give up the fog of no for the light of Yes! Give. Pleasure. Bird song sings you awake. What do you will to awaken to?
Peace * * *this is my first hope, for myself, for everything. I don’t know what that looks like in world, but I have to ask for it in heart. What do you ask for? Even if its just a kiss, or a new copy of a cd or an Ipod, or an orange, or rain for the city? By our efforts to will something decent to dwell besides us, it has the free right to be born to us. Don’t you think? Say yes. Say Yes and ask for it. Yes it to life.
