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Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Dark Matter

I don't know about you, but I always have thought that if I'm sad, my task is to get the feelings out and then cheer up.  If I'm depressed, I have to change that as if "dark matter" isn't welcome in my being and certainly doesn't hold up to the virtues of so-called "positive" feelings.

That's so untrue.  The universe is full of dark matter of all kinds.  The big bang theory itself posits that all of us particles are going to be sucked into a dark whole eventually.  The universe doesn't discriminate or make judgments between things that might make humans happy and things that might lead humans to despair.

The creation is a hodge-podge of tsunamis and vivid sunsets, of falling leaves and spring buds.  There is no judgment of these polarities or any of the situations between.  So it is with humans.  We are a combination of lightness of being and dark matter.  One is not better than the other.  Both and all the grey matter (LOL) between make up our essence in a wild, pagan dance of danger and ecstasy.

Wouldn't it be great if we just didn't judge.  Pema Chodron, a Buddhist monk, writes that life is in awareness, not in judgment--just noticing what is happening be it sadness or joy, beauty or beast.  Noticing and accepting whatever floats through existence.

Living in the spaciousness of, well, space is a kind of enlightenment.  Planets and meteorites, suns and moons, all the matter and dark matter of the cosmos sail by us if we let them.  My problem is that sometimes I grab onto some piece of the heavens and hang on for dear life instead of letting it all play out to its various destinies.  I'd like to be able to watch the wild river of my life as it flows around my feet whether in a trickle or rough currents that pull me temporarily under.

I want to make space in me for dark matter and not fight it as if it's the enemy, letting it be.  Roxie