The Game we play here is like the gossamer that floats along in the subtle autumn breeze unseen by most. Puzzling threads appear and you find your mind peering into some curious corridor with doors creaking open, rooms dimly lit, arcane whispers breaking the silence.
But if some ingrained logic pulls a flash light from one of the pockets of deceptions and tries to shine a redundant spotlight into the ethereal realm,... All doors of the mind close and locks are turned.
The natural ability of the eyes to adapt to the subtle Light is shuttered by a tool used only among those still unable to see naturally into the seen and unseen fabric of space and time.
The Cosmic "I" however, has the keys to the sublime.
Lingering in the mindspace long enough allows your conscious "I" to individually adjust to the now you see it, now you don't thought process that evades the automaton "I ". Suddenly, or subtley, a seeming needle pricks an awareness blockage and you get the point. The thought energy becomes channeled along the insight meridian. Focus adapts to the environment and vision clears.
Here is the game where the user interface device is unplugged, and the data that was programed into the processing game logic to produce a simulated video gets consciously turned off. The virtual reality headset is shed as an emerging mindset gains space and freedom from the device -ive images. Reality is newly explored, expanded, emancipated, ameliorated.
Here, these gossamer threads simply consist of sharing glimpses, pieces of consciousness presented the way a spring rain enters the day. No forceful winds stirring up the landscape but maybe some gales of laughter, amusement, or moments of pause. Just subtle breezes blowing the cobwebs away from the ancient wisdom, unscrolling the past or the present future.
Play with the world. Play this game of life maybe to win, sure, but play mostly to gain experience.
The premise of this platform is that life is a game and reality is a puzzle. To become good at a game one generally understands the need for practice, to play often.
See everything -everything- as part of the game.
Practice pondering, practice seeing, practice listening, and above all practice patience. Let out that big breath, the explosive sigh, ..and wait. Wait, but don't give up.
It will happen.
The pieces will start to come together on their own.
Play and practice and evolve the experiences that come only from authentic engagement. Notice that people don't say... "hey what are you experiencing tonight on tv, did you engage with super bowl last night, oh you should go experience this video. NO, we say the word watch. As in, watching the game from the stadium seats, the theater rows, or hand held devices. Watching is not playing.
When we "watch" our senses are not fully engaged.
We may use our eyes and ears. But when the judges of the cooking show are tasting the dish, we don't taste it. We just take their word for it, whatever they say about it. We don't smell it. When the soccer ball hits a player in the face we don't feel it, we don't have the experience of that pain, we watch the player experience it. Or sometimes we watch an actor in a movie role acting out the experience of pain.
But oddly we allow this watcher in us to have the emotional participation. Your team is winning-Yay!!!,, your team is losing -ooooh, bad call ref.
If watching our child or close relation play however, the experience could seep in through this close bond of connection. Watching your loved one succeed or fall, delight in joy or suffer pain, is a unique experience of the game.
Sitting on the sidelines unable to play the game for someone else, yes, that is an internal and sublime playing of the game. These are the subtle, gossamer realms that words struggle to expose.
In the material world when we begin work on a puzzle we generally have a box showing the picture as a guide. In the material world that box can also be understood as institutional schooling, doctrines, the daily news cast of events. Get the picture...
In the non-material, the unseen reality, there is the Light, air, the rhythm of sleeping and waking, sounds, smells, ideas and imagination. When we move into the unseen with our heart and soul, and openly experience the game of the gods of good and devils of bad, then slowly we begin to see the outline, the framing is clearer and we live more here, then there.
We live less virtually real, and more authentically known.
The zone, in the flow, the Field...This is where inception begins and deception "falls" away with the bad apples of Eden.
In the non-material there are no weapons, only the tools we cultivate for our Self. There are no enemies, only mirrored reflections to do battle with. There are unseen and mostly unknown forces. There are no law-yers or rule-ers on or in this Field, only guides and guardians.
Here we are outside the box, away from the daily streaming. We monitor the current reflections of our self for hints on how to piece together the big picture, and thus create the world we want to see.
The picture on the puzzle is a living changing reflection of how we evolve or devolve.
The Great Work is our life long individual experience of the Field. The Game is in the Field.
Out beyond the ideas of wrong doing and right doing there is a Field. I'll meet you there.
