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My lovely body, maybe not so aesthetically but I have come to love it and cherish it and I must confess have not always looked after it and often abused it. However it is appreciating the intricate yet simple way it operates is phenomenal and what I admire most is not so much its form but the silent intelligence which is felt or seen and upsets the ego's intentions and it knows best for the body. It is also required according to my view not to worship the body and to appreciate its gentle or sometimes processes of fading away with time and not to cling avidly wishing to look younger and preserve it unduly.
The body knows how to walk if it can, heal, grow hair, grow toe and finger nails. Like the seasons and nature this happens seemingly spontaneously and as long as one pays attention to feeding, resting and some activity it will live its due allotted course.
The seasons and the growth and maturing of nature and the body are governed by 'the way of things' a silent information system which one can as in a body sense and feel such as thirst, hunger, fear, illness and also in quiet rest what is good for its well being.
I have noticed that the Universe is an abundant provider, there is no such thing as shortage, it may appear so to one as such that there droughts, climate variations, most of this may well be the Providers pruning of the garden, which us humans bemoan at times and many times it us humans who cause this by pollution and greed.
I have often bemoaned my 'sense' of lack and have found that I cut off the supply of abundance because the supply of the ego maybe at odds with the supply of 'the Way' I block the channels of abundant supply with needs that are not concomitant or commensurate with 'the way'. The Silent Information of the seasons, cycles of the body, the growth from the foetus, embryo to demise is there already and implanted, the procession of the equinoxes, the great star and planetary movements are part of 'The way of things' and how often do I contemplate and marvel at this and yet my petty ego cannot surrender to the 'the way' and cannot get its head around it as they say and a kind of cramp, pinch a baulk arises and tension as something in the depths of my psyche knows it is sensible to listen to 'the 'way' in the stillness and feel the way as it were in which the body speaks to one. My ego hangs on precariously and says, what if I go mad if I follow these silent instinctual prods, what if I cause myself harm and serious outcomes, even kill myself? However I am silently getting the message to let go and let Self, to trust ' The Silent Way of Things' and it is like the seas gradually wearing away the rocks and coastline and the fears melting away as the process of the silent Way exerts a pressure of gentle persistence until the ego energy is sapped not by force but by the ego itself being better off with 'the way' and realising that it does not die and wither into nothing but emerges and enjoys a role that is sufficient to itself and has a role therein which accommodates an aspect of itself to adjust to the way and live in harmony with it.
As to that dedicated role in harmonious living that too it revealed silently when the emergence takes place, there is no extinction merely an adaptation which nature which is the way and the silent information network of the Cosmos has a place for all of Its manifestations.
SHACK aka GEOFF
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