Learning From The Ballet

 

You are born. You are going to die. In between there is something that's yours...it is called your life. 

Michael A. Singer

I, too often, have the experience of being pulled down into the objects of consciousness that are unfolding in front of 'me'. 

The strength of the objects you are conscious of is enough to pull you down into it.

There is and has been so many "unpleasant" things showing up in this life I have been given. I get so focused on these unpleasant things that appear to be doing such a somber interactive dance in front of me. I find myself up there on stage with them much too often...swaying and moving...clinging and pushing away as I awkwardly dance to the depressing music being played around me. I tense up. I stumble. I fall. I get all tangled up in the dance. 

I forget that I do not have to be. I forget why I am here. I forget who I am. I suffer. 

Then, as if waking up from an altered state, I "realize" I am on stage, all tangled up, and I ask, "How the heck did I get here...again?"  

I disentangle myself from the all the limbs of life circumstance holding me down, brush myself off, apologize to who ever is watching, and with red face make my way back down to my seat in the audience. 

 "This is where I am supposed to be", I timidly ask the choreographer...."not up there. Right?" 

And with a nod of Life's head and the reassuring, "Yes...observe. Don't jump in. Not yet...not until you are ready and more coordinated in your movements. Just watch and learn from this amazing performance.", I begin watching the dance I was once all tangled up in. 

I like it back here in this seat of observer. The energy vibration is higher, than it is up there. It is not so depressing. I am more sure of the Self back here, than I am of the self up there. Things are clearer from the distance than they are from my place on stage...even if I don't understand the choreographer's intentions...at all. 

I see how the extremities that seemed to be knocking me down and tangling me up when I was up there, are actually flowing in some graceful sequence. The more relaxed the dancer, I see, the more fluid the movement. 

There is no basis for tension.  It doesn't help anything.

This dancer I was trying to be, I realize, was clumsy in its tension and resistance. It was interfering, rather than enhancing the dance. Without "me" and my resistance in the way, the dance is indeed a beautiful thing to witness. 

Every experience you have in your life is your teacher. 

I am here to learn and to grow so I can back up on the stage and enjoy being a part of the dance.

All that I am watching is just Life being Life...it is just circumstance flowing in and flowing out. It's patterns and directions have little to nothing to do with "me". My role as a dancer is not to control the choreography but to go with the flow. 

I do not have to be an awkrward dancer when I get back up there. I just have to relax, knowing I was born a graceful ballerina who has the potential to enjoy this amazing dance I get to dance in.  

The time between my birth and my death is a holy time...I am not missing one milisecond of it.

All is well!

Michael A. Singer/ Temple of the Universe/Sounds True ( August 2025) The Meaning of Life is Life Itself. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RCmZThyvTIM&list=PLyOuAoSmZkKoESr2acNWwhznusbBkKXsT&index=3