Heavenletters

Oneness manifested, and you saw Oneness as a fleet. You saw details and configurations. Now you see Oneness. It is there. You almost grasp it. It is in your reach. Almost.

But in the world, even Oneness has overtones of meaning, many of which either escape you or lure you: That there is only One, or that the many are One United Whole, or that Unity fills in for Oneness, that the many in Oneness are One, or that there is only One Speaker and One Listener, and the One Who Listens is also the One Who Speaks, that there is One Mind, One Heart, that the One that seems All is One playing many parts, that the Soliloquy is really a chorus in unison, or that there is no chorus…

Actors, seemingly on the stage, are taking parts, unfolding them, reading from them, thinking the Voice they hear comes from their own throat, or, if from a seeming other, that there is a distance between the Voice spoken and the Voice heard, as if the One Voice came from many directions, as if multitudes were the reality rather than Oneness.
 
 
So funny, I love it!