Grace

I’ll start out this piece by noting that all experiences are transitory. I will also say that due to the fact that everything is in constant motion, any assessment or meaning that I assign to a particular experience comes to me in one instant that will never be repeated again in precisely the same way. So this description, like everything else that I have to say, may be temporarily useful but it will eventually transit out of existence regardless of how much energy I apply in order to keep it congealed for a time.

In my current thinking, as I have stated before, Becoming is incessantly creative, and all of the energies created by that intent down through the eons are still experienceable; though those that are most upstream are mostly imperceptible in the maelstrom of the more localized frequency ranges in which we typically play. At every level along that pathway, the manifestations of Becoming’s creative nature are displays of beauty, and therefore intended to be appreciated. At my current location I have access to the experience of beauty on all of the levels at which I have current conscious awareness, and that obviously includes those expressions which are perceptible to the senses of this physical body. I can hear a beautiful song, feel a warm spring breeze, see the majesty of the Milky Way and taste the glorious flavor of Ben and Jerry’s “Chocolate Therapy”. Each has its own impact on me, depending on how focused I am, and how much I choose to immerse “myself” into the experience of appreciation. That immersion momentarily extracts “me” – my current point of attention – from the creative downstream flow of Becoming, “I” drift upstream a bit and contemplate the beauty of what is observed, and appreciate it (and/or assess it for modification in line with further perfection).

Now I’ll flip the perspective to being on the receiving end of appreciation instead of doing the appreciating. When my children were little there was often an invitation, sometimes verbal, of “look what I can do!” or “look at me!” They seemed to drink deeply of any praise given. They clearly yearned for it. It is, as I see it, a microcosm of the inherent cycle of creating and appreciating, on which my writing rests. The child does or makes something about which they are excited, and then shares it in order to have that creation appreciated. They soak up appreciation and are pleased with themselves, I would say, for making a contribution and being recognized for doing so. This process exists in an inconceivable number of ways, and on an inconceivable number of levels of awareness; the grander the creation – that is, the larger it appears relative to my current perspective – the grander the potential for appreciation. And given the stream of consciousness from the dawn of time until this moment, focused points of awareness at every level and perspective are appreciating what “they/it” observe and are always being appreciated from “above” – upstream – at the same time.

In my current view, what some call grace is the experience of being appreciated from a level much deeper than that at which my energies are normally attuned. As with all other words, there is an energetic experience associated with grace. I will describe it as a multitude of light particles falling down through me, much like a steady delicious “light-rain”. I have not experienced this from any other direction or in any other form, so far. The first time I thought of this as what might be called grace, was when the light particles gained enough volume to provide in me the experience of being wholly enveloped in “de-light” as this rain of light particles passed through. “Maybe this is what they are calling grace” is what came to mind.

I do see this particular delight, this grace, as an experience generated by the recognition or “allowing” of appreciation to rain down from some upstream “I/We” – a fluid singular collective – that was created on “my” way to my current focused experience of the “I/We” named Justin. It also appears to be very same energy as me appreciating something, as if when I appreciate I am providing a pathway for grace to transit through me, cleansing any energetic debris as it rains downstream to what I am appreciating.

It seems to be related to the energy of pleasure. When one is tasting something “divine”, one tends close the eyes and reach energetically “up” to be lost in the incoming flow of these same light particles. It is just at a different velocity. A fuller flow from the depths might be experienced as bliss.

At all levels the particular “I/We” is both the source and chooser of its creations and a source of appreciation for all creations at its level and those it can perceive. Appreciation, from the beginning of time, infuses every level and can be experienced at each level in the range of frequencies that any given “I/We” can perceive.