Points

 

Your point of view and my point of view are equally "right" and equally insignificant facets in the dazzling holographic diamond of opposites. 

 

Whatever is, the opposite also is, simultaneously arising. Yet neither of these little flickers of local light is Truth. Truth is what illuminates the entire jewel. 

 

If we spent less energy constricting ourselves to a point, and instead, let ourselves expand into the Whole, each one of us could illuminate the world with a silent glance of beauty, a gentle touch of joy. 

 

This is the breathing of grace: to expand into our wholeness, then exhale and fall and break into bodies. Let the particular incarnate the All in each photon of light, each electron of bliss, each tear of pain, each seed of beauty. And it is effortless. It is a happening. It has always already happened.

 

As knowings, we are very very small. As Beings, we are vast beyond imagining. We include each other. This is my New Year's prayer. It has already happened.

 

Photo: seeing out of a crystal cave in Iceland