Sitting on the back porch; taking a minute to collect some calm before starting the day. I’m just about to move, and then hesitate. There’s a noticeable approach at the perimeter of the yard. It’s a deer. It’s a medium sized deer. It steps over the threshold of camouflage, and into the yard. With a cautious deliberate pace it moves slowly, but surely across the back yard. The deer stops, looks roughly in this direction, flicks it’s ears, and finally reaches down to forage. In a frozen moment I see a star light shining directly behind-beyond the animal. A pin point star light is visible just above the feeding deer’s shoulders. What is that!?
I’m looking roughly to the south, or maybe a bit southeast into a wooded area. The light is coming from a point about 150 feet away. The light point is in front of a tree trunk, which is a dark screen background for the light point. It is just passed sunrise. While above the horizon, and creating daylight, the sun itself is blocked by the uphill direction to the east, and the trees between it and here. Transfixed by the light point, I’m caught staring directly at it. Hmmmm… It must be a water drop on the leaf of a small tree or bush. It was raining earlier this morning. A water drop; a star drop to be seen. It’s redirecting the sun ray right to my eye, and I’ve caught it. The star drop shines. Now brighter. Now fading, only to return growing even brighter still. Color!! Shades light green pink undulating and waving with the subtle breeze force on the leaf and it’s star drop. How temporary is this!? Not only is the sundial effect in motion, but the rain drop had to be right there, right then!! This star window drop, and rainbow prism, has an observer (randomly observing) here right now too. What a remarkable long shot! The chance of a freakishly far-out, total long shot!!
There is no separation in the inclusiveness of the moment, about which swings eternity. My being is this alertly present by chance and spiteful preparation. By meditating to a minimum, the limitations of expectation, distraction, and disconnection, I’m available for this light stream of the current surrealistic fortune to reach me. The sheet of eternity spreads over the moment as awareness. Limited and capricious destiny collapses into a point; continuously regenerating as manifest flux and change. I am present by chance in the vast wonder of unknowing. All in a pin point, defiant of time and space, while immeasurably consistent with it. This is a spot metaphor for unbounded mystery, possibility, and the uncertainty of raw mysticism beaming it’s truth; anything is possible!. There is no separation. The sun, it’s light, the drop, and eye are synched, concurrent with the totality of all connected. Bliss…
This is mind blowing! My consciousness implodes; then explodes about the far out possible odds of happening. To calculate the odds that those exact hydrogen atoms would fuse, releasing this stream of photonic light, that follows this specific cosmic path through the solar system, bending through this star drop, and reaching the eye of an accidentally prepared observer are beyond astronomical!! Statistically impossible, yet, beautifully sure. This is true of everything! There’s no such a thing as impossible. It’s belief based. Truth is a consciousness exploration. Now the still wonder point of observation transcends limitation by imagination. I’m reminded of William Blake’s observation, “Imagination is the body of God.” It feels strongly sure that now is the time to stick to the building mystic discipline, and practice, of dreaming reality to be, keep materialism in it’s proper holographic context, avoid down density controls, slow down, and remain as alert and aware as can be. Slow down. Slow down. There’s a better chance to catch It.