What do I miss most about myself ?
Not long after I posted Contemplative Immersion, I was guided to a resource that answered many of my questions. The only problem is ~ and make no mistake, this a very good problem to have ~ the resource in question was ridiculously rich in content and method, at least to me.
I’m still in the process of processing it.
In the meantime, I thought I’d broach a question (see above) that struck a deep chord in me when I heard it. For thinking types, this question won’t resonate so much, but for feeling types (especially dominant introverted feeling types), this question will naturally spark curiosity.
So, what do I miss most about myself?
As soon as I gave this question a moment of thought, the answer became immediately evident. What I miss most about myself is having and enjoying a deep, abiding intimacy with myself, of which I have two clear options : intimacy with Self as Art or intimacy with Self as One.
But then I recalled this option : intimacy with Self as Art in view of Self as One.
Yes, it’s true that I can dwell “forever” in Self as One, dwelling in the unity of all that is, and yes, it’s true that I can flow “forever” through Self as Art, flowing in harmony with all that is, but the real prize of this realm is to simultaneously find harmony in unity and unity in harmony.
In service to the one infinite Creation, in service to the one infinite Creator, I become a living, loving expression of the Many in view of being a living, loving embodiment of the One, as a deep, knowing intimacy with Self finds and follows cultivation and calibration, respectively.
No longer does intimacy with Self flow solely through Self as Art.
No longer does intimacy with Self dwell solely in Self as One.
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orchestrate “Self as Art in view of Self as One”
to integrate a life worthy of this orchestration
~ yours