“It’s not supposed to be this way,” my friend complained. Structural and systemic challenges were forming her life in a way she had not envisioned. Did I have anything to offer? Maybe there was something in the spark work that could be stretched and deepened to be helpful? At least offering a creative alternative?
When things seem out of joint and painful, I find myself looking at the big picture. The big picture that is emerging through the spark work is an ever-evolving, multi-dimensional dance, of which we are creatures. The dance is of all being. We can’t escape it. It’s a fact, the reality in which we exist. It is ever-evolving. Multi-dimensional. There’s very little about it that we can change. We can, however, change our relationship with it, our attitude toward it. We can stop fighting against it, learn to dance with and within it. We can even learn to trust it.
“The pain is in the resistance,” another friend often remarks. How about letting the dance take us where it wants us? This is an ever-evolving, multi-dimensional dance. Our place within this multi-dimensional dance changes as we allow ourselves to participate in its evolution. So can we can learn to become comfortable in the change? How can this happen?
When we do the spark work, when we claim our personal spark by affirming and connecting with the spark in others, it seems that our spark is strengthened. It seems that the strengthening of the spark gives us buoyancy. We can be more readily moved by the dance to where the dance needs us. Let’s face it: we are going to be comfortable, truly comfortable, only where the dance wants us, needs us. This might sound like acceptance, but I am thinking there is more to this than acceptance.
I’m thinking there is a dimension to the dance that needs to be claimed in order to be experienced. I think this is where we find true comfort. Remember, this dance is ever-evolving and multi-dimensional. So there is nothing static, or even predictable, about our place within it. We have no say over our place in the dance. But we always have a say over our relationship with it, our attitude toward it. You could say that the dance is one of love, or that it is love. Are we willing to accept it? To trust it? To surrender to its dynamic? Live into it? Letting go of our preconceptions, our ideas of comfort, our suppositions? Can we claim a place in the dance, knowing that this is where home is?
My suspicion is that when we do this, truly claim a place in the dance, we become agents of its evolving. We participate in its life. Our life in its life, its life in our life. Home.
How about it?