HALF FULL OR HALF EMPTY?

You look into the water and see it brimming with activity.  The thrashing of tail and spine makes ominous signs at the surface of the water’s boiling pot.  Danger, it says.  You would not willingly place your hand into that fray.  But what of the still water, with the sun making a golden basket of light down to its sandy bottom, highlighting the open oyster with its magnificent pearl sitting in lustrous splendor on that bed?

How long would you pause before you reached down into those waters and plucked up that pearl from such a bucolic scene?  And how surprised would you be when the waiting shark, who was anchored just beyond the waving meadow of greenery, sliced away your arm?  Like the lamb to slaughter, ‘they’ would say.  The thing ‘you didn’t see coming.’  Is that true?  Or was the waiting pearl ‘too good to be true’?

The glass is half full.  The glass if half empty.  Two ways to think.  Both are appropriate, depending on the circumstance.  When you are guided by Spirit in all ways, spontaneity can be a beautiful condition—the glass half full.  When you are guided by Ego in all ways, spontaneity contains many pitfalls—the glass half empty.  As you navigate your days, which voice is stronger in your internal dialogue?

You are working in your yard, turning over and moving large rocks, often with your face low to the ground.  At some point you stop, suddenly deciding to follow your intuition and use a hoe to turn over the remaining rocks.  Three rocks later, you uncover a nest of baby rattle snakes, who come out snapping.  Had your face been low to the ground, you would have been bitten, perhaps fatally, but you listened to your intuition.

Was your intuition informed by your own high mind, by your guides, by Snake Mind, or by a commingling of all three?  Is the glass half empty (danger)?  Or is the glass half full (method to stay safe)?

This is one example in an endless variety of such:  the difference between the glass being half full and half empty as your perception.  Both are appropriate and valid.  But . . . what if you turned from that polarized thinking and began thinking instead:  the glass is half-filled, neither half-empty nor half-full?

You are a Spirit living in a Body having a Human experience in a Mortal, Physical World.  Therefore, your glass, your vessel, is filled with the fluid, moving, Spirit of You that is Eternal.  Some days your glass will feel nearly full and some days nearly empty.  Some days, you will wonder whether you are more Spirit or more Mortal:  glass more filled or more empty.  Your perceptions and experience will reflect this condition, and these ruminations.

Some days, you will perceive the Water of You to be like that bucolic scene, golden and undisturbed, without the shark—some days, quiet but disturbing, with something lurking at its edges (shark hidden just out of sight).  Some days, you will perceive the Water of You to be like that boiling pot, where lures have been thrown in to draw destruction and change.  You must not only decide what the quantity of water is in your glass, but what the condition of water is in your glass.  This is a more important self-reflection.

The greater the quantity of water in your glass, the greater grows the ability of your glass to withstand the internal pressures of that water.  Do you see?  Take all of the world’s waters and contain them in a glass:  all of their depths and histories and storms.  How strong is that glass?  When the water is shallow in the glass, no great strength is needed.  Throw in the lures and create a feeding frenzy in a tempored glass and that glass will hold.

When the water in glass grows deeper by degree, the feeding frenzy created by the lures creates more pressure.  The glass must now withstand more force.  The “Tempest in the Teapot” might take on tsunami proportions.  It is no longer a matter of glass-half-full or glass-half-empty, but of temporing the glass for the storms of Life.

The tempored glass can take beautiful shapes and remain strong.  It contains its own worlds.  It has its own resonance.  The tempored glass not only withstands the storms it is made subject to, it weaves symphonies as the lightning strikes its courses through the waters.  It becomes a brilliant microcosm inside a macrocosm—of proportions liken to infinity mirrors in a cosmos of rare other factors.

How grows and tempors your glass and the waters in it?  When your storms settle, how look your scenes?  Do not worry over whether your glass is half full or half empty, but how well your glass withstands the its volumes.  What forms arise in you by these trials?  Do you become more narrow in order to keep out the seas?

Or do you expand, and invite inside yourself the deeper exploration of what is yet unknown to you?  The Siren’s Song sings sweetest to the vessel who invites its voice.

Blessed Be This Day  

This is a Direct Voice Communication from my Tribe,
Spirit Elders who share their wisdoms with me
from the other side of the veil. 

Wednesday, May 07, 2014

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