The River Prepares for Spring

The river is wider than usual and is overflowing its banks...

The water is murky and rushing downstream - urgently...

Huge pieces of debris are being carried away - tree trunks and limbs and all sorts of garbage...It is truly surprising to see all the things that are floating downstream with such incredible haste...

I have never seen the river like this before...It is truly in a purging mode - letting go of all that is not serving it and that occludes its beauty, it true nature, and silent stillness...

I try to look upstream and can see no end in sight to all the stuff that is being carried away...

The river - like the practice - is a metaphor for life - constantly providing lessons...

Thoughts come of Eckhart Tolle's book - A New Earth - on the transformation of consciousness - and all that he wisely teaches about how the ego distorts and thwarts our consciousness and acknowledgment of the True Self...

More thoughts flow on how the essential yogic scriptures and teachings, and texts such as The Course in Miracles, have taught the same lessons...Our thoughts are not who we are...They do not disclose Ultimate Reality...We are the Awareness behind the thoughts...

The river is actively demonstrating that we must let go of the old to let in the new...

The essence of Einstein's wisdom comes to me once again:

"A problem is never solved by the same level of consciousness that created it."

Everything changes - growth and evolution is constant...we never arrive...

The Buddhists teach - everything is impermanent...

My mantra and prayer of the last few months has been a constant invitation to self-cleansing and much releasing - but at times I have felt like one of those limbs being carried downstream:

OM Christ!
OM Christ!
OM Christ!

Divine Vibration!
Eternal Word!

Purify my soul!
Wash me clean!
Make me whole!

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