When the universe breathes with you

Universe breathing

We talked about storms.

And the fact that we both love them. Despite being restless sleepers we sleep better when chaos rages in nature. Rainy nights with violent wind as music are soothing to us.

I marvelled at this the other day.

For the first time I became conscious of my idiosyncrasies; like feeling naked leaving the house without a book in my handbag or that every day in winter I go to bed with a beautiful scarf wound around my neck or that I want to be proposed to on a construction site with ramble everywhere.

As I thought about these things, I noticed myself and I became mesmerised by the things that make me, me. The perfect bits and the not-so perfect bits.

I became a wonder to myself.

It reminded of Donald Miller’s book A Million Miles in a Thousand Years. He writes about an autistic boy who sits and stares at his hands, flicking his fingers in front of his face watching them like flames. And because Donald Miller didn’t know much about autism, he figured the boy was more or less mesmerised by his existence.

I couldn’t have put it more eloquently myself.

How often do we do that? Really watch ourselves with fascination, appreciating what we are and can do?

How often do we take a moment to take it all in – the marvellous fact that we are HERE, NOW, ALIVE?

How often are we mesmerised by our individual and collective existence?

It’s so easy to get used to life…to the point where it loses its brilliance and we are no longer impressed with its beauty. A sunset becomes just another sunset and so does a birth, wedding, funeral, relationship…

Life becomes mundane.

Donald Miller feels that perhaps one of the reasons we fail to acknowledge the brilliance of life is because we don’t want the responsibility that comes with that acknowledgement.

I agree.

If life is mundane then we don’t have to do anything really. We can just fold our arms and go with the flow as unwilling victims of life’s machinations.

Because if life is truly this extraordinary, remarkable thing then we will feel compelled to live it well as it deserves. We will have to breathe and face challenges with courage. We will have be amazing characters in our own stories.

I don’t know how many people are willing to do that these days. It’s much easier to see life as meaningless because then you don’t have to be accountable for anything or to anyone. You can just do whatever you want.

I am so relieved that I am being broken away; that something is happening to me…

It’s that thing that happens when you start listening and responding to your inner wooing; when you let your passion guide you to your purpose. It drowns out all the mediocrity and negativity of the world and allows you to see life the way it really is; an unashamed and un-apologetic incredible, incredible gift. And so you pack away your fears, put on your grateful glasses and you go for the stars.

It’s beautiful. The realisation.

That life is romancing you. And that the universe breathes with you.

You are not alone.

Your life is not meaningless.

You can do this. You’ve got this.

Life is in love with you.

And it begs you for a chance to unfold for you. Trust It.

You are not alone.

I am here.

You are not alone.

The universe breathes with you.

 

 

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