We had 70 degree sunny weather today.  I'm grateful for the beauty, worried about the drought here in the Rockies, and trying to find a perspective wherein everything is alright just as it is.

There are serious concerns facing us all.  Democracy is disappearing in our country, while we wage unprovoked war to force democracy on other countries.  Foods and medicines and poisons are becoming indistinguishable from one another. The spread of civilization is mowing down the last of our wilderness.

I'm truly trying to find a perspective wherein everything is alright just as it is.

One rare day when I was nineteen, I had a transcendent experience.  I had been trying to figure out God and Life all day.  Mourning the demise of a precious relationship, I'd become grouchy and cynical. Walking in a park didn't help much.  Unexpectedly, I popped into another state of existence for a few eternal seconds.  Just like that, in the park!  I could see the entire world in that moment, as unlikely as it sounds.  It was visual and tangible.  I felt the presence of every being on the planet.  I felt the motives and prayers and pains and loves of every person and animal and plant on the earth.  Every slightest movement of a person's hand, or of a tree's leaf, created a ripple felt by the whole world.  The experience felt infinite, lasted forever.

This is hard to explain, but others who have had this experience know what I mean.  For a brief moment, I was completely enveloped, united with all life on earth.  The pattern of all actions and intentions was very clear to see... everything truly WAS in the right place, everything really WAS perfect.  I saw that all the pain and injustice in the world was part of the current pattern of dark shifting to light.  Everything was in its place within the pattern.  I knew it with unshakeable certainty, because I had been there, in the heart of life.  All tragedy was as perfect as all joy... equal important parts of the whole.  When I opened my eyes again, I was in a state of delirious bliss that lasted three days. 

Now, thirty some years later, I have trouble understanding that perfection.  I can remember it vaguely, but have difficulty applying it.  The shortcoming is mine.  Another moment in that eternity of unity would be helpful.  Maintaining a positive attitude falls short of the comprehension I once had.  Striving to be healthy and helpful is pretty dry compared with being part of a perfect pattern of life. 

I want to know, again, that everything is part of the glorious pattern of perfection.