Shallow but deep

or deep but shallow...

This is a quick note to let you gorgeous 30 subscribers know that I am alive and writing (just not really in public at the moment) and that I appreciate each of you immensely for reading anything that comes out of my head, heart and fingertips onto the keyboard.

I will be back in full swing soon, I feel it on the horizon…

For now, here’s a little something on paradox and beyond.

The shallows are entry to the depths, the depths are the unseen holding up the surfaces of visibility.

Here I think of a mountain. On the surface we see soil, trees, all pattern, complexity and genius working together. What allows this life to be on show at height, depth and distance is an immense mass of rock and mineral that we can’t see.

We humans present that way too, outwardly we give off a surface impression, yet what lies under the skin is an immensity of beauty, potential and flux that goes beyond what we can see or put words to.

The whole paradox of life is that we both live lightly and deeply.

We can be intentional and experimental,

uneducated and highly intelligent,

numb and tender,

money rich and everything else poor, or vice versa.

We can be any shapeshifting concoction of things externally and internally. Mostly we move in conditioned patterns with the odd variation of experimental living.

We are a persistent hum of expression and reflection, contribution and rest, a silent motion of creation and death at a cellular level moving in the background of the body.

We can feel hopeless and joyous and confused and connected in the pocket of an hour.

The intense fluctuations of modern experience washes, rinses and spins away our narrowness then hangs us out in the winds of greater levels of acceptance of ourselves and our surroundings.

We then dry out in the sunshine of presence after clearing out the patterns of the past.

This laundry of the self drives a realisation that we are not this or that. We are both and all, important and miniscule - we are more than paradox, we are multidox.

Those fluctuations aren’t what we are, it’s just what we are experiencing, what is passing through these changing cells and thoughts.

If we want to remain sane in the chaotic oscillating of a world that’s writhing in it’s most extreme paradoxes - we are to realise that we are capable of seeing, experiencing and feeling many things at once.

To be both human and something much more.

To be personality and timeless awareness.

It may feel that out there is a violent and confusing mess. In here - in our bodies and homes - we can choose to goof off or settle into calmness anyway and feel the pains of disturbing media when we get a glimpse of it.

Let us tend to simplicity and complexity, to strike meaning and importance in serious ways, yet also frolic, doggy paddle, dance and giggle our way through the overwhelm.

Let us laugh as we grieve.

Let us create something new, vibrant and unimaginably beautiful from the old that dies away.

As always, thank you for reading and I hope for you to deepen into peace among the chaos!