Space

A space to enter into,

a space to call our own,

a space to be akin to

wearing our truest crown.

Everything in life requires space to grow, to move, to experiment, to discover. Nothing in life requires confinement, rigidity, tightness, or stress to grow and develop. Constricted, contracted, and jammed spaces are spaces that are no longer spaces – they are the source of sad cases.

Space is the first thing we need to be present in us, if we are to receive anything in life. We need an emptiness to allow for something new to flow into it: an empty cup, an open heart – that first ingredient of replenishment and renewal.

When all space is filled, when all openings are sealed, when all channels are congested, stuffed, jammed and blocked we begin to experience the halt of life – the endless spinning in the painfully known, the repetitive hopelessness of unchanging monotony, the treadmill to exhaustion, abrasion, the deadlock of the crushing circumstances and the impasse of our resistance to a change that may be just about to come into our life and evolve it if we open the door and give it some space to enter.

Space is not the final frontier – it is the first, and the remover of frontiers. Every fence, replace with space; every cluttered drawer, replace with space; every crowded mind, replace with space; every stuffed bag, replace with space, until there is so much of it that freedom and fresh opportunity can inhabit our life. Space is the place of original face, our true purpose, desire and calling, all into one, never blocking life but flowing with its currents towards the vast ocean of liquid space, of living waters, of cosmic embrace.

Open! Free the space, throw the garbage out, take a fresh shower, go out in the open space of nature and let it all in – let the spacious serenity of natural existence enter you and take its rightful place: our true open space, the vastness of grace!

Open the windows, open our eyes – we live in a universe, not in a room! Space is the bride, and Life is the groom! Raise an empty cup – a toast to life! Drink space, bottoms up – the end of strife.

Open the space – life will enter. Relax our face, feel our centre. We were never meant to be caged, and now we know we’re engaged, and soon the wedding will be. The bride and the groom are our true empty room, so in it, be free!

Space, the zero of zeros, cares not for achievement and needs nobody’s heroes to brave its existence and conquer its heart. It’s there, a reminder we are a fresh start – every day, every breath – inhale life, exhale death.

Space – the primal frontier, and we, my brothers and sisters, are right here. So cheer! Let life steer! Let in the Seer and see with His eye, that we’re not in bondage, but in training to fly!

Let all limits die.

Enter the sky!