Transcendental Forests

Transcendental Forests: The Trail — An Invitation to Let Go (Part 2)

It’s June. Follow the Trail. All the way to the Moon!

Welcome back to Transcendental Forests. I am planting POETREE.

I was once told, “analyzing is not being.”

Indeed. Dreams, desires, constant thought: interpreting, analyzing, rewinding the past, projecting into the future, etc, etc. Does the mind ever let go?

Is life just a series of dreams? Is it just an illusion? Do we ever wake up? And when we do, for how long? How short-lived is the awakening to reality before we chase the next distraction, the next trophy, the next moment of glory? Before our minds fabricate the next illusion?

At what point does the present moment become enough?

A Wild Peacock

Has landed

On your porch.

It’s a little bruised

But so so beautiful.

There is a majestic poise

In the way it’s carrying

Its wounds.

There is strength

In its fragility.

The peacock does not know

It is a peacock.

It does not know

It is beautiful either.

The peacock does not talk.

The peacock just is.

But you see it all,

In all its subtle glory.

You see the spots on its tail

Where it shed itself.

You see the brightly

Coloured feathers

Yet to come next season.

Something

About this peacock

Deeply moves you.

The sight of it

Brings you to tears

Of joy and pain.

Maybe you have seen it before

In a different life

As it suffered and bled

For the sadness of its kind.

You want to touch it.

You want to hold it.

You want to make it stay

A beautiful forever.

Careful now,

You’re grasping

A little too hard.

Don’t squeeze.

You will hurt it.

It will run away.

Just look at it

From a distance.

And be grateful

For the divine

Encounter.

Give it some food.

Maybe it will come back,

Maybe not.

Such things cannot be

Made to happen.

Let go now, let go.

You’re not losing

Anything.

Only your ego.

Only your response.

Only your emotions.

Only your attachment.

You know better than

To hold on to anything.

Nothing and no one

Belongs to anyone.

Freedom of the heart

Is all there is.

So… no past revisits, no future projections, no dreams, no desires, no EGO.

“What’s left?” you may wonder. “Who ARE WE without all that?”

We are Air. We are Water. We are Carbon. We are The Elements.

Beyond that, we are energetically charged beings capable of transcending time and space and connecting to inner peace wherein spirituality lies. Capable of freeing ourselves from the drama of incessant thoughts and petty emotions. Capable of regaining our equilibrium so we can lead a happier, more peaceful, more fulfilling life. Capable of deforesting and reforesting our mental landscape so that love, purity, a sense of wonder and creativity can flourish.

This was The Trail: An Invitation to Let Go Part 2. If you would like to read the first part, this link will take you there: