the tao of dishwashing...

...and contemplating dijilog openess. It's as if a certain amount of open digital logging of conscious experience would somehow benefit the collective consciousness and Earth as a whole if its' intent was such. Less an "I" statement, and more of an I-n-i reflection that considers the integral point of view throughout it's egoic interpretations.

each dish serves us food for thought, and how you go about washing it determines how it will color the dishwater of your mind. left side of brain = tub A, right side of brain = tub B. Tub A's water is the wisdom of soap that washes leftover scraps from food for thought that may turn foul if left uncleaned. Tub B's pure water is the clearing rinse of knowledge and understanding that prepares your conscious dishware for incoming consciousness and experiences. meditation is washing your dishes and contemplating the open waters of formless awareness on the other side of letting all metaphors, including this one, go...

my heart is not a metaphor. I am REAL. I am the love that I manifest. I am vulnerable. I am the strongest force in the universe. I make Chi. I am a Chi Creature. Healing from the emptying of giving has filled me with more than I originally had to offer. My gratitude knows no bounds. To have loved is to have utterly existed and if I died this moment, I am happier for it. The winding waters of her tide and bright luminescence have showed me my next level of Self. Her reflections shudder my soul with accuracy. I plan to be a better human now more than ever. To earn her presence in my life, its worth it. If she decides the space between us is worth more than the space we create together, than I will honor her. My True Beloved is the God-force in and all around her and me and the universe's entirety. She is the most beautiful hologram of this Source I have ever known. I adore her. The authenticity of our communication is unparalleled. The infinite tapestry of her creativity ebbs and flows all over me like a shower of agape, pulling my eros ever upward. tangoing through galaxies of unlabel-able rhythms, our love makes dances of it all. raw food for mind in every effortless movement and disciplined practice. living our Truest Nature.

Allowing. Giving rise to the ordinary and witnessing the extra-ordinary in it. Owning just this. The blank blanket of conscious experience that coats and ruffles through out every particle and wave of life. Woven of super strings, and resonating with those in harmonic frequencies, usually most in pairs, then into clusters of human notes known as communal chords; the friends and family of pairs. Bonded by a shared blur of the subject/object framework of "reality", Chords and notes arrange themselves in societal symphonies that make sweet music of humanity for all the Earth to enjoy and get nourishment for their souls. Unfortunately, many careless wack noise-makers tend to get a lot of airplay, while the quiet roar of Love provides the white noise in and around all the dischordal chaos in ravishing fractal layers of intense, infinite, simplicity/complexity.

A good pair of lovers, spreading the sweet nectar of living love vibrations in their every action and interaction with the world are worth infinitely more than a hundred thousand individual haters of love who substitute a quest of vanity to fill their love-sized holes ALL humans are born with. THAT was a wee bit preachy no? lol

The paradox of my existence is that I like the dirt. I love the grime. I play in the gunk. The trash is my treasure. The rejected are my embraced. The wierder the more wonderful. The more off-beat, the more rhythmic to me. Cleanliness is a secret passion for me in another dimension of my Self that I don't often share with others. I practice to clean my soul so it is worthy of a life of full love and abundant offerings of gifts that shine through me, perhaps guiding others to the same raw rivers of divine being I taste on occasion and will never forget on my way to the Kosmic Ocean.

I'd like to give a shout out to Ken Wilber, who washed dishes while he wrote his first couple books and got started on his force-of-nature quest to help people like me realize a way to put their minds back together after the meat-grinder of the american politco-education/media consumption machine. I highly reccomend his work for those in need of a helpful map of EVERYTHING in general.

peace love unity having fun, safely getting work done, and knowledge will always reign #1

jezi a.k.a. the dishwasha, serving the crowd since 2003