Tired but complete.
(Concluded from Part 1.)
The fact that I know (realized knowledge) that completion is vital to experiencing the transformed space is something I can now carry down into ordinary (intellectual) consciousness without loss or harm.
The nature of completion as a declared state is going to sound like hocus-pocus to many people if I try to explain it while in a state of ordinary consciousness.
The state of completion is itself higher dimensional. Perhaps that’s why I have so much difficulty explaining it.
If I’m in transformative love and an incompletion comes up, I now can recognize that hitching up with that thought will cost me dearly. It’ll cost me the loss of the space. And once it’s gone, it’s adios, amigo!
I knew back in 1977 that lying could cost me the transformed space. Protecting, projecting, pretending, resisting, judging, blaming can. But never have I seen the more general category behind them all: Incompletions.
I now need to steer around any of my own attempts (not talking about requests from others) to make myself feel incomplete. I need to remind myself of the price I pay. Continuing to honor my incompletions, in the language of Tomorrowland, is feeding the wrong wolf. (1)
Here’s an exercise for you. If you can watch this video by Coldplay, dancing around the room and snapping your fingers to the music, you’re complete in this moment. If not, take a look at what prevents you and find your own declarative power to be complete with that.
You’re complete if you say so and your say-so is what makes completion present itself. (I know. I know. It’s a mystery.)
I’m complete. I declare it.
But you’ll have to remind me when the transformed space departs.
(Later.)
I decided to take myself out into society and test my ability to hold the space of transformative love. I fell into judging, blaming, and pretending and soon lost it. But I’ll get it back.
The real work is to carry this space out into the world. So I’ll keep working on being in it and yet around others.
Footnotes
(1) Two wolves are always fighting with each other. One is in darkness and despair and the other is in light and hope. Which one will win? The one we feed.
