Aspiration Toward Inspiration

Right now, in this moment, EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING. It is beautiful, it is joyful, it is painful and it is certainly overwhelming. That is the truth. God is all of those things. God is that God Is.

(Folks, this is why we say God is ineffable. I am confusing myself as I try and understand things that are in my head.)

This universe is happening. It is real. It has meaning because of us, in us, through us, with us, and that is profoundly beautiful to me in its complexity and yet unflinching truth.

For me, the simple conclusion to draw from that is love. I cannot see myself doing anything with my life other than loving the best I can. I have to nurture this world, I have to nurture its people. I have to reach out and help a person that I see sad, I have to look into people’s eyes and be as in love with them as God is, knowing that every mistake they’ve made was only what they could do in that moment, knowing that they are beautiful in their complexity, knowing that they can be more beautiful when they understand that and can see it in others, knowing that if everyone can know God, in whatever way works best for them, the Kingdom will be alive on Earth.

Do I know this? What am I talking about? Do I sound ridiculous? I want to just cry and run outside and BREATHE and spin around in circles to feel the wind on my arms and the grass on my feet and know this world is beautiful.

I swear I am not on drugs.

I am frustrated. Frustrated because I cannot communicate whatever it is that is burning inside of me. If there are words, I don’t know them.