ode to lila…

this blog is me wanting to share a spiritual belief i have, you may not agree with…and that’s cool…i just wanna share…

brahma is everything, the all, the oneness…there is nothing outside of brahma, or the all, the oneness…so brahma creates the cosmos from itself, and this is the maya, or illusion of form…it is when the oneness pulls a rabbit from its hat, and morphs from the oneness, into form, into the cosmos…and that is what and who we are.  deep down, we are brahma, and deep down, we are having brahma’s experience…where as more toward the surface, we our having the experience of being individual, being a me.  the me wants certain things that make it feel good, make the animal feel good, cause the animal, or the me, is all about feeling good….while the brahma of who we are, deep down…wants to experience everything, from bad to good, from evil to light, from despair to joy, from being a single celled bacteria, to being a light being living on the pleaidies…all of it, the gamut…the whole shebang.  and why? because of lila.  divine play.  there is no ambition, no goal, no reason.  brahma is in the moment acting, playing, dancing, experiencing everything.  because of this (from the brahma point of view) we will, as me’s, as individuals, play every role.  every role, from murderer to savior, is brahma, playing it.  and we, as individuals, live many lives.  in some we are criminal, while other lives we are angelic, and everything in between…from banal to exciting, short or long, happy or sad, all of it, everything, plants, animals, rocks, elements, on and on…we live as many many beings. think about the infinity symbol.  we ride it.  we surf up, and dive down, making the infinity symbol, living all types of lives from low to high, experiencing everything.  this is brahma’s dance.  and because of this, i accept both pain and pleasure, knowing both are part of my happiness.  like for instance, even when i judge the homeless drug addicts cause i get pissed at them for pissing into our ivy and cracking the pot it’s in, violating the sanctuary…i also know i have been a version of them, in some life time…i have walked, or will walk, in all sorts of shoes, because that is brahma’s heart, to be all of it….and because it is brahma’s heart, it is nature’s will…to make everyone be everything…the great equilibrium…the way nature creates harmony, through experience.  ok, so maybe each one of us does not play every single role under the sun, it’s not that equational….but….every role under the sun, is brahma, from homeless to affluent, from saint to sinner, all of it, everything…and this fuels my compassion when it gets exhausted, and reunites me with my beloved, brahma….when the michelle part of me feels denied, or hurt in some way.  hurt is a  part of it, though…the brahma in me wants to forget and then remember that brahma is one, is all….as if division, hate, judgement, suffering…are ways for brahma to go deeper into experience, and learning…and this is play too….it’s all play.  lila you have infected my heart, in every way…