I gaze upon this day, the genesis of my greatest journey ever. Never before have I been so awake, so alive, and so aware of the bounty of gifts the universe seeks to share with us. These gifts come in many forms, and in non-form as well. That there is an unseen force which causes all things to be, which causes the very me to be is a realization I do not recall having just this way, not until now.

How many lifetimes have I lived? How many worlds have I existed in, and how do they all fit together? I do not remember being this able to realize what is beyond me, and even now I am aware of it, only it’s magnitude is staggering to contemplate and the best way I have found to know it is by staying still. And, where is the stillness? In my awareness, in my noticing, in my relative reality…how can it be that we live in a holographic universe? How can it be that we are boundless? How can it be that somehow my awareness is me and my form comes and goes? Is it I that calls form together to form the smaller me? Is there some grand architect of the universe that somehow has the power to do this…to assign our awareness to our form temporarily and then re-assign it, over and over and over again? Or is it set in motion like some mobius strip, never ending, eternal and ever-changing, infinite, and never changing at all?

These things I ponder as I set out for my day of fixing cars, practicing yoga and engaging with other beings of light and love. Who am I? What am I to become? Do I get to know, ever? Or is my life to remain a mystery for all of time, if there even is time? Will the mystery ever reveal itself? Or will it remain a peek-a-boo reality full of glimpses and fleeting realizations, only to be overshadowed by my form’s need for attention in the material world? We get to peek into the mystery from time to time, to notice the little things, to ponder them and wonder…is this reality? Is that? And where do I fit in, and why does my spirit long to be free? Am I not free in this very moment, and isn’t this moment all there is? A prisoner to my own perceived limitations am I surely, and a freed spirit in my simple allowing of freedom am I also.  As I embark on this, another simple day, I choose to realize my divine nature, the nature of no thing, the nature of being. As I embark on this, the greatest journey of my life, I realize more and more that it is simply a grand journey of awareness and self-awakening, self-realization. Does the material world even exist? Surely it does, and of course it doesn’t…ahh, my grand illusion of all things…how I love the great mystery, how I love becoming aware of becoming aware of being aware.