Illusion and reality

As much as it’s always great to get away, it’s equally great to be home! 

I just spent time at Disneyworld in Florida.  Interesingly, I saw as many adults without children as I did those with!  I also saw more metaphors for living than I had noticed on the last trip to Fantasyland. 

I was very aware of distinctions between ‘illusion’ and ‘reality’, never quite sure that I could be definite about either one.  They seem to drift into and out of each other, sometimes feeling like droplets of water seeping into cracks and at other times, more like smoke filling a room and creating a haze… leaving us to wonder:  is it the room or is it my eyes?

I found myself thinking about the movie ‘Wag the Dog’ and all that television has to offer.  I watched the news from time-to-time and wondered:  what’s ‘real’ and what’s ‘illusion’?  Just how much of what we consider to be ‘real life’ is nothing more than an orchestrated event or, at the very least, orchestrated retelling of an event. 

It really drove home the point that it’s all made up!  Everything!  The way our emotions flow through our body.  The string of thoughts that line up neatly and trundle through our awareness, herded and packaged by subject heading, working hard to eject the interloper thought that strays and wanders into our awareness at the ‘wrong’ time.   Heaven help us should we dare to think a thought that does not match ours or someone else’s expectations!

I pondered the ‘magic’ of Disney (and it is indeed, magical, to be present to some of their creations!) and also pondered the ‘magic’ of how our lives unfold.  How much of how we live is carefully crafted to be seen to be a particular thing, as opposed to allowing that life to just unfold and be what it is destined to become?  How much of ‘magic’ is really carefully constructed expressions of ‘reality’, trained into submission lest anything out of the ordinary distract us from the illusion of its perfection?

I came home feeling rested and ready to expand my own thinking.  I returned mindful that once upon a time, I knew that my destination was to get to Vancouver from Ottawa.  My greatest challenges were in determining my best effort for the journey, through train, car, bus, bike or plane.  I’m now aware that my destination is the moon – and all that I know will not take me where I want to go, regardless of how intricately I may know how to get to Vancouver. 

I wonder about that… about the moon and the gap that exists (all that presumed empty space that is nonetheless filled with life!) and how to get from here to there.  I wonder about how to cross that gap and reach my destination.  Then I wonder:  how much of that gap is really illusion -and there is no gap at all!  What, then, is required for me to get to the moon? 

That requires not just new thoughts but an entirely new way to think!  These are not the same thing.  They are not even in the same ballpark!  And perhaps the ‘magic’ lies in, first, noticing this very thing.  How does one use an existing way of thinking to find a new one?  I don’t think that’s how it happens.  In truth, it may well be:  I don’t think AND it just happens.

My body is a Quantum Biological Processor.  I am a Quantum Biological Human.  That is where the real magic lies.  And there is nothing for me to do but to ‘be’; and to be willing to allow myself to let my mind/brain/thinking be at rest and under the guidance of the body.  In that, there is indeed magic.

And so, I’m back from my time away – and yet, I’m not back at all.  I’m far beyond where I was when I left, and I know that there is no road back.  I stand here, not quite sure that I know anything, and yet trusting that it’s perfect.  To awaken each day, knowing that all that I’ve known will not serve me AND allowing myself to unfold today – in its unique and once-in-a-lifetime way – will, is a mixed blessing.  I look back and I can feel the pressure to conform to how I have lived; and yet, I look ahead and can already begin to feel myself in movement.

Today is the first day of the rest of my life!  From this moment on, I know that not only am I already on the moon, I AM the moon.  There is no journey required.

Breathing is good….