The unmistakable invitation of harmony. Heard in music. Witnessed in cooperative helping hands. Felt warmly in loving gesture. Ease the welcome to join in the movement of inclusion and progressive evolution. It’s fair and peaceful without the curse of rejection. Characteristically pure absence of prerequisite qualification to participate in the harmonious brotherhood/ sisterhood of goodwill, support, and the building climax of collective success. It’s a unified group thing. Collective creativity built of diversity, meaning, and bound contradiction. It works as it works together. Interactively present in each moment resides the possibility hope that the choice will be to pursue objective founding harmony. This is the foundation of hope, progress, health, true wealth, spontaneous organic life, and cosmic promise. Higher and higher developments of sentience, emotional/ spirit depth, and enlightenment become more and more working realities of growing consciousness by any continued unity commitment to beatific harmony. Disquieting discord and disharmony overcome. It leads to responsive return, eventually. The longer the passing before returning the balance to a renewed pleasant chord progression; the greater the stress and discomfort… Alas the modern world, it’s rampant confusion, distrust, contention, conflict, division, and ill. One speckled reminder; harmony is not about alikeness, it’s more about agreed cohesion, tolerance, appreciation, cooperation, freedom, incorporated opposition, variety respect, and innocence. Nature Knows.
The breeze comes up. Brushing the landscape with invisible breath. Rising gust, and steady, the tree scape responds in timber twig sway. A dance, all moving in the random harmony of a choreographed chaos of perfection. Each is known to the other. Required are the differences. Differences of pressure and strength in passive opposition, combining to make the whole complete majestic dynamic. The trees oppose by absorbing the wind, calming the rush of air, and the air reacts in thrush and relax. Wind ebbs and flows as molecular fluid through the graph stick members of the forest creating the dynamic of life in eternal momentary harmony. It’s one whole live scene. Harmony on display. It’s organic man; energetically, majestically organic. The differential of atmosphere pressure manifest as wind, and the wooden stiffness structure engaged with it, in unison is complete one whole scene of eternal purpose. For no other purpose than “it is”. The eternal happening created by the harmonious interplay of opposition and difference. No contest! The energies of eternity and bliss are expressed spontaneously for beauty, interference, entropy, purpose, and posterity. It’s the metaphor for undisturbed, undisputed, perfection, meaning to be; Harmony of opposites.
Presently, naturally, opposing forces press on the world, and those on it. If we’re not in lock step, and alike, we’re at odds. There’s a definitely promoted emphasis of difference and split; us and them, right and wrong, friend and foe, true and false, fact and fiction, oppressed and free, crazy and sane, life and death. The primary encouragement point is to identify with one or the other; the dualism shuffle. The paramount AND, between each opposite, is understood and misunderstood. There is no X without it’s anti X. The cosmic balancing act. Essentially equal and opposite. This is the field nature of Nature. The sentient, however, are vulnerable to control. Humanity, can be, and largely has been led astray into duality’s sickness zone; conflict. Forgotten is the personification movement of what’s meant to be, like the swaying trees, of differences. Conclusive sureness identification is claimed with one OR the other, not one AND the other. Right now, the ground feels unsteadily conceptual. And now, steady. The riveting, liberating possibility of the harmony unity of opposites congeals. It’s this AND that! It is.
By awareness driven free thinking, free will, and choice begins the lead strum to hear. Like the opening notes and progressive chords of a most pleasing hymn. Following in contribution to the greatest cause, liberation and bliss. The matter moment at hand. Now is the time. Here is the place. A Thoreauian contemplation from the free man incarcerated: The question my friend is; what are you doing out there!? Working together, or apart?