Everything Might Be Dancing

A young man misses the trash can when he attempted a most excellently
formed throw towards the wiry rim of the receptacle. An older woman
passed by with a dog that suddenly decides to lay its excrement on the
yard in front her. It was not her yard. It was a neighbor’s. She
gracefully and intentionally reaches for the doggie excrement bag to
pick up the new poop. Meanwhile a kid rushes outside to try to chase
down a squirrel. The dog that was pooping starts barking. Some birds
fly out of the tree above the old woman. Back to the young man, he
goes back to get the missed trash and attempts another free throw
towards the receptacle. With a little more elbow grease and conscious
effort, he arches his arms up gleefully and launches the paper trash
towards the can again. BAM! Perfect throw. No bouncing off the rim. No
tense moments of uncertainty. Nothing but plastic bag.

Within this visual world exists the empty space between the
vibrational nature of matter. Everything just looks so solid and
colorful. A real spectacle for the eyes (Even if we cannot see it.).
An unfolding of predictable and unpredictable circumstances.( Or that
is what we think.) A dance between disorder, order, neurosis,
abundance, decay and chaos. This underlying structure of vibrating
micro- mechanisms and color variances allows for a type of interplay
between the way we think, feel, act, and see!

There might be way more to this. So much unknown. So many basic labels
and compartmentalization of things we see and feel in the world. All
sign posts for trying to make sense of what’s going on. Our mind does
such a great job juggling with all these concepts and illusions. Our
conditioning builds up most of our software that operates without even
us even having to try. The Unconscious Workings of our complex brain.

Oh how great how this complex organ it can fill in ___the___gaps.

The mind creates the image for as amorphous it might be. From that
creation of the image, comes a distortion of perception built upon
past experience. The image is dead to the presence of the now. It is
tied to our fuzzy memories. The fading of the images that are imprints
in our memory of our past experiences. As Roland Orzabal from Tears
For Fears sang “ Memories fade, but the sky still lingers.”

Back to filling in the gaps. The images we see in the world.
Reflecting light. We tend to forget the spaces in between the notes in
music and the wind between the feathers of birds in flight. Do we idly
pass by the objects we see every day and simply fill it in as
background noise? Certainly when we boil it down, there is more empty
space than the hard matter we can see in the material world.

So you can imagine. Imagine what these invisible waves might look
like. The waves and  vibrating specs that make up the composition of
the table you are sitting at or the  tree you are staring it. Hard to
imagine in a way. We can only see so much and our brain fills in the
rest and corrects. It seems to be a measurement beyond measurement
itself. An image and a concept for a thing we see with our eyes. We
name it, we analyze it and we categorize it, but do we actually see
it?

What a grandiose spectrum of matter that matters in the way that we
think or have been conditioned to think might matter to us.  What is
really the matter with matter?

Behind this matter is the ever present and transcendent field and
movement of energy. Ah yes, movement. The movement of the particles of
matter itself and the movement of energy from motion and simply just
existing. Energy Transfer. Energy Transformations. Blocks of
immaterial life force like abundance constantly moving in all
directions. A coordinated and graceful dance of energy. We can use
this energy in many ways. Simply observing the underlying energy as
you feel it course threw you is absolutely enough. How you use it is
what makes all this matter matter!

“ Oh how things come together in such harmony and unity. Look how easy
things can fall apart. Look how interesting the falling apart can lead
to a new space for harmony and potential. That transference of energy
is all part of the dance. The ebb and flow of what is.”

Of course this energy is formless, but we can use this energy for so
many things. We can channel the energy into different actions and
inaction. The simple act of sitting can be a good use of energy. The
act of washing dishes with intention and attention to the task, can
allow for a vibrant use of energy. An endless cycle of energy
transference and transmutation. Even the thoughts and ideas that pop
in our head are full of potential energy. The world we see around us
is filled with what once was thought of or dreamed about. From the
complex structured wiring of the brain erupts beautiful formless
thoughts that we can imagine. From that imagination which we may call
a good use of energy, begets a process of manifestation in the real
world.

You see the stop sign that you are told to stop at when driving a car.
What came before the sign? Ah, the need and awareness to protect and
keep things in harmony. The stop sign came from the intention of
deriving order from that which had not been manifested. A series of
thoughts that lead to a series of steps that lead to an actualization
of something material and functional in the world. All the from the
working mysteries of the mind and the effortless dance of potential.

Everything might be dancing and it certainly is dancing when we
channel energy like some type of transcendent conduit. A beacon of
light and potential encapsulated around a vibrating presence of
constant movement and impermanence. If we see all these happenings and
awakenings as types of movements much like that of dancing, we can
flow with the energy and move with what is and not against it with
such blinding effort and forceful intention. Momentum. The momentum
that sets off a chain reaction and domino effect across each waking
moment divorced from thought, but incorporating and erupting thoughts
as an ornamentation to the Grand Dance!

Ah yes! The Grand Dance, the dance of the daily grind or daily
blessing. Now you see how you can see things? The Eternal Presence i
always accessible. Always nourishing and always transformative. For
with each breath ( a great life force of energy ), comes a sense of
peace, surrender and relief. Not a forceful brow beaten dogma driven
means to an end task driven complex system.

There is just as much dance in driving as there is in washing your
hands. It relies on the attention to the intention. The being with
what is. It is that attention that relates to how you do one thing and
how you do another thing. How you do one thing can essentially reflect
on how you do everything. Do you see? Do you see how dancing and
sweeping a floor can carry the same type of action, passion and
integration with the now that is here now? A flick of the wrist and
the intuitive glide between each motion is a composition of conscious
action and energy distribution. Whether slow and graceful or abrupt
and passion filled, the movements in between are the gooey nectar of
the dance of consciousness and awareness. All major movements and
movements in between are in relationship and just as important with
each moment one is present.

The Infinite Spectrum of Cause and Effect and the Effect of every cause.

Like the inner reflecting the outer, the breath encapsulates the
Transcendent Universal Principle of Push and Pull. Rupture and repair.
The dancing of dimorphic vibrations and the spectrum of all things in
between. In between the crevices of each move whether planned or
spontaneous. In between the thought and the action. The actualized and
the Ideal. Harping on a motif of climbing melodies that eventually
walk on down to a lower register of stillness. From stillness to
erratic bursts of energy. An energy that ties all things together
without a thought or intention. Attention to this energy is a must in
harnessing it and letting it flow. An awareness of what is and what
could be. Much like the inhalation and exhalation of breath. To Hold
and to Let go! The Dance In Between the Falling Apart and Coming
Together of all Things. Even the things that certainly are not
“Things”.

So now you can see the interconnected web of everything and most
certainly nothing. A lattice of (in-betweeness). Now you can see the
interplay and dance of what has already been, what is and what could
be. Slow it down. For in a haste ridden state, one can find themselves
frustrated and stuck. That stuck feeling is that disconnect from the
present and a short stopper for the flow of the energy that is so tied
to your attention. Like they have said, a golfer must be one with
ball. Cheesy as that may sound, the act of slowing down, breathing and
acting with over thinking is a type of divine connector to the
presence of energy. One might exclaim that they must simply “ Stop and
Smell the Roses” as a means to tell you that there are so many things
that you are missing when you are trapped in your own head and energy
draining state. The inner certainly is a reflection of the outer. How
you treat that ball before you hit it says wonders on how you might or
currently treat yourself.

Everything is Dancing. Dancing behind our eyes and clear view. Dancing
underneath our feet and way over our heads. We are part of the dance
whether we like it or not. Do you feel that tug and that pull? Do you
feel that invite to let go? To and fro. Side to side. How you choose
to dance is how you will choose to be with the way that things are and
how they might be. An effortless task of letting things happen without
all the thorny things that come from chasing happiness and comfort for
a future not yet here. Here is what we have (and ever will have) and
offers everything we need. So get on your feet and take a twist
through this blessing of uncertainty.