"Dance like No one is Watching" is Not Just a Cute Phrase on a Knick-Knack at Target

The advice in this column is not linear
or rational
or designed to take you
from A to B to anywhere
near the cover of Redbook.

Where it will
take you
is bliss
and beyond, when you learn
that the here is now
and the moment you start ecstatic dancing
from the kitchen counter to the pantry
with the peanut butter,
when you can dance
with the dirty dishes
from breakfast with the beautiful souls
you co-created into this world
with your incredible other,
then
is the experience of knowing
in the highest sense, in the sense
that teenagers would ask,
"Are you high?" as they do
in the presence of absolute ridiculousness,
of irrational, of emotional, of weird.

This is high.This is the feeling you seek
in the bottle, the bong, the line, the deep long drag
down into your lungs, in the buying of so much
or even what moves you to buy in
to something that gives you
a sense of being
more. Or perhaps you look
not to indulgence
but deprivation
and the pendulum swing over
to not this
or that
or that
or that
because the not having
has a sweet burn to it that becomes
your new high, your new shared experience
with humanity. We all love suffering
crave it
as much as we all crave the embrace
of each other, to pour ourselves
into each other, to empty out the separate
self and dissolve into
Oneness. But knowing that you want this
helps. It helps you to remember to dance, to love
these legs
these hands
this body you have been given
that is yours
and yet not yours
because it is a temple
whose steeple points upward
reminding you of
the vast beyond, the union
that you go towards.

News Flash

Here is news from the front page of The Universal Consciousness (aka God): Christianity and Science are coming together again, having another go at each other. It is quite wild to watch: sparks are flying in all directions, but there is definitely real chemistry there. SOMETHING is happening.

“One can resist the invasion of armies; one cannot resist the invasion of ideas," wrote Victor Hugo in the final chapter of The History of a Crime. And so you see them marching toward one another: Christianity clothed in light, bearing the heart of Jesus, crying out the inspired words of sacred scripture, spirits on fire with love; and then from the other direction comes Science, waving their banners of Evidence, Proven, Study and rallying each other with the words that unite them in meaning: energy, medicine, electromagnetic, vibrational frequency.

They march, slowly, advancing in on each other, each step an understanding, a reconciliation of beliefs. Tension builds as they come closer to one another, holding high everything they have come to know, each conviction a pebble, a rock, a boulder ready to build a fortress around themselves or to throw against any opposing force that might threaten them. But still they advance forward, unable to resist the curiosity of knowing the other side, a passionate interest to know.

And so they meet: face to face, belief to belief. And in that intimate space of knowing, it happens: the embrace of one another. They can't resist; each is too beautiful for the other to bear destroying. In love and honor and respect, they begin a new relationship with one another. With their rocks they begin to build, and their words they combine into new songs that sing of to us of healing and of hope for the beautiful earth we inhabit together.

This is the relationship that is happening within me right now, the coming together of two belief systems and the wholeness of being that results. And this I see happening in people all around me, in particular among the spiritual seekers in our midst, those who are curious enough to ask questions and be open to answers, those who can hold to love long enough to create real union in people. This is the thing we wish for and hasten to acknowledge: how much we want to understand and be together in love with others, our desire to connect deeply with one another.

This connection deeply is called intimacy; we long for it. It is the space that happens when two sides meet in the middle. In that space, we can choose love or we can choose fear. In fear, we throw rocks to protect ourselves. In love, we build something beautiful with our rocks. Choose love.

Bringing you today's news....
Love love love,
Lynn