Of The Obvious

Of the obvious:

it's the confrontation of the obvious, sometime gentle in observation, and often too with a rush so quick and hard it gives cause to turn away. Life isn't always how we wish it would be, but it's exactly as it is right now and through every moment of our living. Nothing is truly hidden from us, really, it's the opposite, our own refusal to see the obvious, to feel what life present to us in painful offering. To be awake is to simply be present, allowing each moment it's true expression. 

without need to turn away. 

and this is where I find myself, awake in struggle, pain, and yes, even refusal to accept what's present. Except I do. Just not so easily it seems, and this too is part of the obvious, that everything is legitimate by virtue of experience. I know that everything's allowed its moment, and that no demand for things to be otherwise, no hiding from this present sorrow, will make anything go away. But still it happens, at least on some certain level that isn't ready for the pain. I have no shame in this, and most deeply I'm aware of it all, every seeming level, acceptance and denial. 

it all belongs.

and I accept it. 

that's the loveliness of being human, and of being aware to its every whim and measure. Nothing really has to be explained, there's no need to rationalized my response to any situation. I grieve in loss even before what's cherished is gone, crying out in pain to an experience that's now over. It makes little sense and I have no wish to make it seem so. 

it's just how things are.

but in the end there is no escaping the obvious - and that's how life is, always present, giving exactly what it holds without bias. Through all this I make no distinctions of what's allowed and how I should respond. It's too seamless, connected as a whole affair. Again that's the loveliness of being human, and awake, aware of what I am. 

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Peace, Eric