A TREE OF LIFE THAT NEVER STOPS GROWING

Meditatively and sleepily waking up after a mantra becomes sweet song drowsing me into a sleepless day of nodding off but without an afternoon nap.

Meditation visions in the center of one's forehead as a diamond pressed in between her eyes. Having a focus purposefully to perceive the unperceivable, to feel everything everywhere and in every moment.

To feel light as a feather upon gentle whispery persuasion to defy gravity as you lift yourself up to lightly lighten a little candle. To cover one's eyes from the brightness, to open one's eyes not to cover so she sees the unseen, seeing a flash of white light when all around is dismal darkness.

To groan from the bottom of the belly like the fish who ate Jonah, to feel the source of your strength being weakness itself, taking weakness and harnessing it to hop over obstacles that do not exist.

To uncover your eyes again, to not be wary of opposition as if it never was, to skip over adversity like over a broken white picket fence that is not around your home, having a non-reaction to words that were never said, listening only to what you choose to not hear.

Having a non-reaction to obstacles, blinking them away as though they do not exist, walls that come tumbling down with Jericho. Broken brick of a wall that is easy to climb.

To keep upright as you go surfing on a lake without water waves, without a surfboard, without floating.

To be uniting but without a handshake.

Being in a world wherever you want to be, riding to the stars without a rocket.

Consistency, cunning, continuous beating of a drum without a deep bass rhythm that does not vibrate.

Step by step: "Those who drown you will be drowned and someone will drown them. He who banishes you will be banished, and he who banishes them will be banished." [Torah]

A Tree Of Life once planted that grows like a vine from Jack and the Beanstalk spilling seeds like children that never grow up.

Owning your own chair, your own comfort, seeing only what you want to see, touching only what you want to touch.

Bitter waters forever generation to generation. Sweetened by the fruit of a tree branch from a Tree of Life that never stops growing.