“Isn’t it time to turn your heart into a temple of fire?”_ Rumi
Tic tok, I look at the clock and guess what! I’m still alive. This has been my current trend of thought since watching the Sadhguru’s video explaining death will come very naturally to everyone in this planet. Funny observation as too many of us humans spend their lives practicing being dead , stiff like corpses … lacking gratitude and awareness for the gift of being alive.
So what have you been doing? Are you cultivating this aliveness within yourself? Or are you choosing to march around closing your eyes to life.
I for once am having an overload of delightfulness, extreme curiosity for all the colors of life and everything it keeps bringing me. It is sometimes a challenge to tame my thirst for savouring everything everyone all at once. I am afraid I might swallow the world and just explode into particles of desire. Or maybe, I’ll turn again into Kali , running around cutting demon’s heads off. In the hopes Shiva might come at my aid the control all this madness, all this energy. I’m running on kundalini , prana , life force and so is everyone in the planet – except I’m very aware of it, of life playing through my bones.
My heart it’s burning, it’s on fire, looking for more that has ever had. Anything or anyone that does not share the likes of this intensity is rapidly thorn apart from it. The fire is too great I can barely control my focus. Everything is wanted, needed invited… I want it all and I want it now, chaos, chaos, chaos …. Delightful madness of chaos and sincere abrupt explosions of emotions.
The dancing of life has become rather fast… The drumming is so loud my body follows it without questioning. My mind can barely keep up with the strength of my thirst. Poor mind, trying to help .. but nothing is to be done when the fire has taken over…
What to do? If not observe this circus… Looking for moments of divine clarity and jumping into them. Following the impulses of life as they command my temple of Self. Aware of the dance, but way too busy dancing to pretend I can control my moves.
Run through me fire of consciousness, take me with you, I’m tired of fighting the rhythm…
Because I know this is momentary. Because I know just as this fire burns strong …I know soon, there will be only stillness.
In the center of the tornado… there, I will stand still in my own Self-awareness. The weather is part of me, but not all of who I am.
So we dance in the fire. For now.
Flaming heart of aliveness, I salute you with all my love.
“Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames” _ Rumi
Thank you for Reading.
Love and Light,