Between the Strokes of Colour

Every morning, I rise to sit on the beach by the ocean.

I pile up a mound of sand on which to sit,

tilting my pelvis forward,

to reach the perfect balance point of upright meditation.

Under each knee, I turn my lavender sandals on their sides

like yoga bolsters

supporting the varying dispositions of weight.

I lift my backbone off my spine, like a dancer,

Lower my chin, release my jaws,

finding the proper shifting position of my neck

over my back and chest.

I place my hands on my knees downwards,

as I move in this mode of warmup

in order to find my place

in the world, in the moment,

in the larger place I go when I meditate

to just sit.

I’m visual.

When I finally arrive,

having settled down, calmly finding the silence,

a very large space and place opens,

all white, filled with everyone sitting.

I am holding a cushion in this place

and I walk down the right side of this ethereal space,

lightly defined.

Above me is a sense of a vast dome,

as if light had gestures within itself,

undifferentiated.

I am just one of the many

as I turn left into an aisle

and about a few places in,

I take my place, I take my seat,

raised slightly above the floor,

surrounded on all sides.

Here I sit with the deepest of devotion

to all the living aspects composing the space.

Inwardly I kneel to love.

I praise the light.  I behold the beauty.

I let go to peace.

And I honour all the living wisdom of the universe,

undifferentiated,

simply present, full of deep respect.

In the front of this infinite place and space,

I see what I call the ascended masters,

stars of lights, spirits and souls,

that have come through embodiment

time and time again

to bring awareness, insight, wisdom

love, peace, beauty, kindness, compassion

to all of us through the ages of time,

through the cycles of seasons.

No one is individuated sitting or standing,

there are no single signature or names,

just presence, seen in the

light of white and the sunshine of yellow

in the majesty of purple and the sweetness of pink

in the warmth of red and the courage of orange

in the oceans of blue

and the indigos of the night sky

twinkling with wonder and delight.

And so we sit each day,

to open and let go and surrender

our life, for life.

our love, for love.

our peace, for peace.

our presence, for a greater presence.

Each day we radiate love

Uphold peace

Hold open space creating a place,

to live wisdom humbly,

with dignity,

to the best of our ability,

So that which is greater can find room

to be present

bringing more and more light between us

bringing more and more breathes

of life and beauty to each of us

bringing more and more peace to Earth

in between the strokes of human beings, human lives, human stories,

in between the strokes of colour.