Mary, this is wonderful. A visceral reminder of who we really are and where we really are. A call to break the spell and see the conditioning and the role-playing. I especially love the line about the 'liminal greenroom where costumes fall and undressed souls emerge'. It more of us could remember, more of the time, that that is where we are all headed, we could write a different ending. Or maybe we could just live out the same story but with a different sense of meaning, and profounder connecction to the realities behind. May that, even, would be enough.
We present as actors, stagehands and audience in the drama. Some in the audience see meaning in the lines, others are looking for action. The Great Writer seems to impress its intent but not content to temporal writers. Many stories center around the downfall of the villain. The villain feels they have the right to turn any situation to their personal advantage. In this we all exhibit some element of villainy. The more common story center is good vs bad, that is after all an easier way to write. But the Great Writer has deeper intent, shadows of which are captured by great temporal writers. For me, a central meaning contained in most story lines is that ego does not run the world, rather, our collective heart connection to our Creator runs the world. It seems the Great Writer needs to be a bit repetitive before the audience realizes the meaning in the lines.
If I just saw this on a stage, I would have leapt to my feet in standing ovation. It speaks in the same philosophical language that my own understanding of how we are not separate and get to play every role, including that of the villain. Really, superb. Brava!
Beautiful Mary! My final confirmation that we are in a grand cosmic play was when "they" chose a fella literally called Bill Shakespeare to be the first man to get the 'Rona Jibby Jab. Reincarnation really opens us up to a new world of compassion: for us who currently are granted relatively privileged lives, are we able to put ourselves in the shoes of those who are disproportionately exposed to the sufferings and injustices of this particular drama, knowing that just maybe that was once us (and, who knows, might be us again, if we aren't able to find that compassion here and now).
Very lovely, Mary. Truly, this theatre makes sense somewhere, somehow and if discovering our inherent light - and all that means - is what it's all about, then perhaps when enough of us do that, we can create something truly new on this planet. Thank you. (And your husband.)
Mary, this is wonderful. A visceral reminder of who we really are and where we really are. A call to break the spell and see the conditioning and the role-playing. I especially love the line about the 'liminal greenroom where costumes fall and undressed souls emerge'. It more of us could remember, more of the time, that that is where we are all headed, we could write a different ending. Or maybe we could just live out the same story but with a different sense of meaning, and profounder connecction to the realities behind. May that, even, would be enough.
You are a true poet.
Bravo.
We present as actors, stagehands and audience in the drama. Some in the audience see meaning in the lines, others are looking for action. The Great Writer seems to impress its intent but not content to temporal writers. Many stories center around the downfall of the villain. The villain feels they have the right to turn any situation to their personal advantage. In this we all exhibit some element of villainy. The more common story center is good vs bad, that is after all an easier way to write. But the Great Writer has deeper intent, shadows of which are captured by great temporal writers. For me, a central meaning contained in most story lines is that ego does not run the world, rather, our collective heart connection to our Creator runs the world. It seems the Great Writer needs to be a bit repetitive before the audience realizes the meaning in the lines.
If I just saw this on a stage, I would have leapt to my feet in standing ovation. It speaks in the same philosophical language that my own understanding of how we are not separate and get to play every role, including that of the villain. Really, superb. Brava!
Beautiful Mary! My final confirmation that we are in a grand cosmic play was when "they" chose a fella literally called Bill Shakespeare to be the first man to get the 'Rona Jibby Jab. Reincarnation really opens us up to a new world of compassion: for us who currently are granted relatively privileged lives, are we able to put ourselves in the shoes of those who are disproportionately exposed to the sufferings and injustices of this particular drama, knowing that just maybe that was once us (and, who knows, might be us again, if we aren't able to find that compassion here and now).
Very lovely, Mary. Truly, this theatre makes sense somewhere, somehow and if discovering our inherent light - and all that means - is what it's all about, then perhaps when enough of us do that, we can create something truly new on this planet. Thank you. (And your husband.)