More Beach Glass Musings
Several weeks ago, my TUT message (www.tut.com) of the day read: "The illusions that surround you today, Rita, have absolutely no relation to the illusions that will surround you tomorrow." The statement resonated; I printed it out in large words. It has been posted on my wall ever since.
It arrived at a time when I was pondering the reality that EVERYTHING that we experience is only experienced because of the way we see it. It is our observation that calls an experience into "reality." Pure quantum physics. Completely upside down from everything I was taught as a kid.
Yesterday while enjoying my beach walk, it occurred to me that every time I walk "my" stretch of beach, it is different. In the twenty-fours or so between walks, the tide has come and gone twice. Beach glass that yesterday may have been buried under sand is now exposed for me to find and drop into my pocket. Other pieces, not found, may have been adopted by the tide and carried to another place, or perhaps they are still swirling beneath the waves.
In my mind's eye, I can picture the beach. It's not really the beach; it's my picture of the beach, the way I see it. I understand more deeply my creation of my reality. Each day it's a different beach. It just appears to the the same, until I look closely.
My experience dictates that I keep the changes within a narrow range. I don't see the water as red -- I see it only within the realms of the way I've seen this particular beach and other beaches in the past. I am reminded of the story of the natives who could not see Magellan's ships because they had no previous experience of ships; it took them sometime and the chief physically visiting the ships before they could perceive those ships, bigger than any they had ever seen, but impossible to see at first.
It would be a bit too disconcerting if I could see the water as red.
It's a different illusion every day. Can I let go of the pre-experienced days of my life, all those days that are the creation of my history? Can I let go of yesterday's illusion and let the beauty of today's beach arise in my awareness? If I want my life to be different, can I let go of yesterday's illusion? Can I let go and exult in the I create today?
Several weeks ago, my TUT message (www.tut.com) of the day read: "The illusions that surround you today, Rita, have absolutely no relation to the illusions that will surround you tomorrow." The statement resonated; I printed it out in large words. It has been posted on my wall ever since.
It arrived at a time when I was pondering the reality that EVERYTHING that we experience is only experienced because of the way we see it. It is our observation that calls an experience into "reality." Pure quantum physics. Completely upside down from everything I was taught as a kid.
Yesterday while enjoying my beach walk, it occurred to me that every time I walk "my" stretch of beach, it is different. In the twenty-fours or so between walks, the tide has come and gone twice. Beach glass that yesterday may have been buried under sand is now exposed for me to find and drop into my pocket. Other pieces, not found, may have been adopted by the tide and carried to another place, or perhaps they are still swirling beneath the waves.
In my mind's eye, I can picture the beach. It's not really the beach; it's my picture of the beach, the way I see it. I understand more deeply my creation of my reality. Each day it's a different beach. It just appears to the the same, until I look closely.
My experience dictates that I keep the changes within a narrow range. I don't see the water as red -- I see it only within the realms of the way I've seen this particular beach and other beaches in the past. I am reminded of the story of the natives who could not see Magellan's ships because they had no previous experience of ships; it took them sometime and the chief physically visiting the ships before they could perceive those ships, bigger than any they had ever seen, but impossible to see at first.
It would be a bit too disconcerting if I could see the water as red.
It's a different illusion every day. Can I let go of the pre-experienced days of my life, all those days that are the creation of my history? Can I let go of yesterday's illusion and let the beauty of today's beach arise in my awareness? If I want my life to be different, can I let go of yesterday's illusion? Can I let go and exult in the I create today?
posted by Rita Losee, Woman of Adventure, Doctor of Success | 11:46 AM
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