Nature of nature
Look around and there you shall see that in fact all things are exactly where they need to be. We pick things up, rearrange them and so, as nature works through us in the same way as all that we deem natural and fundamental to earth’s harmony. Our mind’s funny segregation of “us” and “nature” being separate entities is a baffling concept when we strip away these filters of illusion. We worry with loud statements that we preach on top of one another “we’re disturbing the balance of nature!” & the louder we preach this, the separation of “us” and “nature” becomes more pervasive in our minds. This idea of control attaches to itself, feeds itself & grows like weeds swallowing flowers. Humans are addicted to having fearful control, only capable of existing with a lack of connection. Nature is exploring its conscious mind in infinite rhythms. It’s in the settled nature of hindsight we see that our chaos was always harmony. An illusion of separation; intrinsically bound by connection. We preach these chaotic notions from love that burns like a flame seeking truth. Burning all in its path, how beautifully it flows in connection to its fuel. Passion and connection for this perceived beauty we know true in nature. We want not ourselves but what that is beyond us and without conscious governance. May I play with the idea that perhaps, just maybe, this is something we can attain with an opposite approach? When we truly have faith that nature has it all, we let go of this obsession to control what we don’t know. When we stop feeding off rage for beauty’s truth, there we have an insight to see that in fact, there is only nature in this separate ‘me’ I perceive. We are of nature, nature has it all. Nature is of itself, itself from which we come & to which we are bound; why do we feel we need control what is of itself? Nature is with naught to control. If the flame is to burn, so it is a flame from nature. It burns in relation to all its conditions, as harmonious as a drop of water forming a ripple in a pond. There is nothing to attain from knowing in nature, as we truly know in its purest essence of knowing. A flame cannot burn the flame it burns. As we cannot know what we know what we know.