When The Movement Moves Fast

I love when the sun comes into our home. When the light move and the shadows and textures, the line and space, change. One moment the couch is really blue and you can see the tweed fabric from afar, and the next, the yellow sculpture on the coffee table turns to this off shade of green, a color that I am sure does not have a name.  There is movement in a moment. In an instant.
 
And I love this photo for this writing because I’ve been thinking about these moments that happen when this movement moves fast within us. 
 
When all of a sudden something that you once thought was one way, it shifts—and everything that you believed was true about it all, all of a sudden you see completely differently. And that this is a really weird moment because in an instant, “poof” and you are in a completely new paradigm. (I love this word)
 
And I am reminded of that beautiful moment in the play, The Miracle Worker, when Helen Keller is with Anne Sullivan and water is running over Helen Keller’s hand while Ann Sullivan is writing on her hand in sign the word for water and all of a sudden Helen Keller has this moment, this epiphany, this “wow, this is enormous. This is huge. Things have names. Things have meanings.”  And boom, everything became clear in like a nano second.  And boom, an immediate shift from darkness into light. Into understanding. Into connection with the world. 
 
Our spiritual growth is often like this. 
 
With Helen (can I call her by her first name?) there was no question that this was so. That what she was experiencing was in actuality happening.  It was tangible and solid and landing right there in her hand along with the cool flow of water running through her fingers. Boom. Words. Boom. Meaning. Connection.
 
But in this spiritual realm…
 
It’s a weird thing for me sometimes. Because I have this amazing ability to create meaning sometimes because it softens the reality of things. To create meaning that makes things more tolerable. Because, well, we all kinda want that, right?  Get me out of the discomfort in that spiritually bypassing kind of way.
 
I’ve written about spiritual by passing before. I wrote about it in that speaking to God and the Universe and sitting in my higher self and oh my goodness the veil is thin and the portal is so easily accessible. And it is nice here, being the being in human being. And dropping back down into being the human can often be pretty fucking painful but you know we gotta do it because we’re here living this human experience on this Planet Earth School of Survival… So while you can step through to the other side of the veil, you can’t just live there. Just not part of the deal. And…
 
I am aware of this. The habit sometimes. Of creating meaning.  And then having to differentiate my story with the Universe’s wisdom. And so when, boom, there really is this moment of whoa this means this now, not that anymore, I often have to sit in this and make sure it’s the Universe and not me.
 
Does this make sense?
 
So I’m thinking about this, these days.  And really making sure I am truly stepping into the paradigm shift, and not bypassing my experience of something by creating my story of the moment that keeps me away from the truth of the moment.
 
Most of the time.