Unity of Space
from Sacred Dimensions of Time and Space pp. 62-64
Beneath the surface of separate appearances, everything in the universe connects to space, heart to heart. All edges are united by deep lines of space. When space opens, head and heart join together.
Space moves within us, and we ourselves move within space. We are always opening to space, and space is always open for us. If we understand this much about space, time manifests differently, with a more allowing rhythm.
United with space, what transitions could we fear? What ups and downs of time could disrupt our joy? In the warm openness of space, learned meanings and imposed purposes give way to spontaneous nourishment. Time’s rigid rhythms melt toward fluidity and flexibility, choices abound, and knowledge has ample time to see. Eagerly, thoughts and senses explore what space means.
In the house of being embodied, all can become space. Once we enter and abide there, the field-momentum of color, texture, and quality radiate deep vibrancy and warmth—the feel of space coming closer, inviting us, surrounding us on all sides, in all directions. The field fills with light that shines within all color and forms.
Dear Michael, your openness to share about “lack of spacious ness place to live”, is very helpful to me… inviting me to look at those corners where I glance very fast and do not wish to explore and know more about…due to the pain or sadness that it is invoked … but looking at it with this new eye of feilds … i am invited to take responsibility for the story I am inhabiting …
Many thanks for comment….
Like David and Caroline (from whose openness within the rich world of the senses I would like to learn), I too would like to follow up on Jack’s suggestion that we write something about our experience with the edges of space. However recently I’ve been caught up in images of resentment toward my supervisor, and that’s not a spacious place to live. This morning the question came to me: is she feeling alienation toward me because I’ve been feeling resentment toward her; or is my resentment being provoked by an awareness of her judgement of me? This seems a very good place to attempt to apply both the perspective of a field (both of us affecting the other precisely because we share a field of work interactions), and also in which to look at the edges of an object (her and the judgments I attribute to her) and subject (me and my resentful fantasies). I will try to bring this wider more holistic perspective into my day today. — Michael
Every time a report on my experience surfaces to be expressed – for example: space feels satiny – like the feel of swimming in clean river water; space quite literally dissolves all notion of ‘impossible’ (all concept of limitation) etc., then again and again space turns inside out every thought that arises; revealing it as incomplete, temporary and limited.
Turning inside out – all perceptions, all objects, all knowings are wooed by Space into an ever-widening, ever-deepening knowing. What is it actually possible to express about this, without, in the act of expression, curtailing a finer and finer stillness, vastness, silence?
Yet, allowing Space into even that apparent curtailment shows that even this vastness in itself presents no finality, but rather offers infinite possibilities for movement, form and expression, including the possibility of something truly original – that which has never before been manifest.
After I wrote this, I came upon TSK page 149 quoted in ‘When it Rains Does Space Get Wet’ which, to my amazement and delight, seemed to be saying a very similar thing, but in relation to Time.
More and more I find this with TSK – wherever you ‘enter’ or ‘start’ the Vision, it seems to lead to and connect with every other part of it.