Live With The Ease of Your Heart

to all the people in the world,

did you ever think about the fact that love can't be measured in amounts --  too much or not enough because its more about a person's capacity to give herself/himself/themselves to the other(s), wholly and unselfishly. but first there is self love, which is not to be confused with self-importance. 

anyway, do you realize that every person on this planet are souls, hauling around our bodies (the spacesuits we need to live/survive here?). further no matter how dire one’s life is, humans for the most part, will fight to the bitter end not to die. and more so, that no matter what the circumstances: war, famine, drought, genocide, sickness we are fiercely addicted to living, even though we harm ourselves in so many ways.  

my other thought is that i equate all grown  up people to children. that no matter how old we are, in some ways we never grow up. say we might bump into each other. we get an attitude over this, or something that’s so unimportant and we begin to make  a mountain our of a mole hill. one shouts out,   “you did this. i hate you." i am gonna kill you." how often have you heard yourself say this? hummm. or :i don wanna play this game with you anymore!” and then  other one shouts back even louder. so we fight to make a point. if we’re in a relationship we might separate, or get divorce. o r if we’re a country our government  simply drops bombs on the other country to make it clear about how much we don’t like the other one.  in the process no one wins. we all get rubbed out and robbed of something.

as no two thoughts can occupy the same space, there can never be two winners of anything unless both players are seeking the same end game. say its a war for peace (a totally oxymoron). and besides,  your peace might not be my peace. it’s a loosing battle.

anyway,  veering  way off the subject, if in fact there was one to begin with,   this morning, very early when the sun was not up yet,  i woke up. it was around 4am. i stumbled to the back of my huge mansion heading toward veranda, when suddendly i paused in mid-stumble to  listen to a mediation cd. actually i didn't make this decision it was more that it was made for me.  i picked up the disk.  I said  lets' do this! (to myself.)

i listened and followed the voices of the people who were recorded on the disk.  each one was  smooth, warm inviting and loving. i sat in a chair as i was instructed. opened my eyes to no more than a slit and stared  through  my eyelashes (which are mine).   i breathed in and out.  i was asked to sit up on my sits bones. not to lean my back against the chair so that i could feel myself in a different way --  and to just allowed myself to be.

one minute then two minutes and then more and more time passed by in silence,  except there was the sound of me breathing -- conscious breathing that is.   then i stood up and began walking ten,  fifteen steps through my home: back and forth,  leading up to the finale of the meditation. and then i sat down in the chair again.  while doing this i was instructed to say repeatedly, “ i am safe. i am healthy. i am happy. i live with the ease of heart. " 

lastly,  i was to tell all the people in the world to be safe, healthy, happy and live with the ease of your heart. 

stay lovely

moi,
mahmoudah