joy to the world!

the joy of awakening and the ascension of sound.

transformation. it beckons me so ... to stand up tall and face the sun - to be what is necessary - to accept what will become. 

there's something in the spring - an excitement - anticipation.

all around nature is erupting.

the curious crocus bursts through winter's slumber, squirrels scurry about with unearthed wonders and the giant oak stretches its budded branches wide

against the vast,

seamless sky.

all around nature is surrendering. 

it's surrendering to something beyond it -

to the spaciousness of grace and to the gravity of mother earth -

to the turning of the planets and to the motion of the universe. 

all around there is the calling of wonder -

of splendor -

of joy! 

joy!
the seed is planted.
in the dark, it has no name.

joy!
it is cultivated
with divine and cosmic pain.

joy!
the bud has bloomed!
it's awakened into space.

joy!
the seed is carried
and ascends into his grace.

beneath the ground, there is no color -

no sound - no name.

beneath the ground,

there is no thought, no belief, and no desire - no pain.

there is no plan and no willing -

no doing.

there is no trying to be anything at all - there is only becoming.

above, musing space and form come together in a potion of jubilation and impending birth. there's a rustling of steps and a resounding drumbeat 

rising amidst the ascension of playful color and sound.  

arousal by percussion.

all around nature is cooperating in a sacred, cosmic dance:

hallelujah 
... here we go!

attending, forgetting and returning
attending, forgetting and returning
attending, forgetting and returning

lila's enchanted dance awakening the seed of possibility with vibration
reminding 
that all form will change,
it must change.
reminding
that all that rises from the dirt will fall,
all must fall.
and that the only way to be prepared for anything in life is to be present for change.

for what appears as a drumbeat is merely a part of the whole.

my brothers and my sisters, , let us meet in the stillness and space before the formation of sound - before the engagement of will and intent,

in the darkness is where we will be found.

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change is inevitable and the only way to be prepared for anything in life is to be present for all change.

life is dramatic - incredibly sacred and inspiring! the mere fact that we can wake up every day and be reborn into new possibility is a magnificent gift!

like the many flowers that burst through the ground to declare their song - when our eyes open and light floods in - we, too, have a song that rings from within - an unnamed, untamed sound with one harmonious mission - to play, to wander in wonder, to trust the ground that holds us.

we don't need to speak the same language - we don't need to agree upon the lyrics, all we need to do is meet in this space and come together in harmony ... to strike the chord of mutual agreement, to meet in compassion.