Is it one grand dream and a gazillion views and dialogues about what is actually happening? Do we each as individuals see it from our own perspective with a story that we have come to know as our lives?
When we die, is it only our view that dies? The stage or backdrop or perhaps tapestry like one author described it, stays as is. We were born onto a certain place on the tapestry and we travel and live there, but in the end, we drop off and the tapestry remains.
Just a person with one view of the bigger dream, a speck on the tapestry called Earth.
Now what is the purpose of the tapestry? Do we come here to make the tapestry a prettier one? Do we come here for a set purpose? Do we choose what it is we are going to learn prior to arrival? Who were we before the tapestry and after we leave it?
Perhaps there are many views on this as well.
In my life alone I have had many different views of this tapestry. So then it may depend upon your level of awareness or being conscious. It seems the more you know the kinder the tapestry becomes and the more you see your self as a multifaceted individual living a life upon a grand and wonderful stage, being directed it seems by the Universe.
As I sit here today and look around, I see it as a neutral place, a silent carpet free of all words. It is when you bring a thinking believing human upon the space that it then has meaning.
Imagine a room without a person in it. Does it have a certain meaning? Imagine a dress that is just silently draped over the back of a chair, neither are fighting, both just in harmony, but there is no mind with words discussing who is better who needs to leave, why are you that color, do you have to hang on me?
As we travel along on the tapestry called life, what are we bringing to it, what is our inner energies, our inner thoughts and beliefs about it, about all the rest of the folks traveling along, and what is going on inside of them, their heads, their thoughts and even what is coming out of them.
It is like a magic carpet ride, we don’t know where it is we are going, how long we will stay on it and who we will travel with and what it is we will share.
As we travel along on this magical carpet ride, it seems we just have to do what it is we love doing, to listen to the whispers of our souls and head in that direction, to sometimes even go along with things that seem a little off the mark, and sure enough, that detour led us to the exact thing we needed.
What I am trying not to do is drag my feet in hopes of stopping the carpet, instead I am holding on tight, with my face facing forward, wind in my hair, eagerly awaiting to see just which way it is we are going? “Are we there yet?”
Are we where? Where is it that we are going? Is the destination our focus or is it the ride? Who is asking?
Who needs to know?
What will happen today, who will come and sit by me on this magical carpet ride, what will I say, what is my greeting, what will they say, and who is going to bring something to me?
In this magical land, all things are possible you just have to believe! Believe that everything is a miracle or nothing is, as Einstein said.
I believe in miracles.
