The Cliff

Life does move in strange ways. It is like I am jumping off of the cliff into the water. Deep water. On the cliff it was a nice temperature. I could see everything around me. I could see the other mountains and valleys. It was a very familiar sight. Things where OK. It was safe on the mountain.
Now, stand at the edge. Look down. Several thousand feet down. You can hear the waves crashing on the shores of large jagged rocks. The waves are so powerful that you can here them clearly even though they are thousand of feet down. The wind gusts up the side of the cliff knocking me off balance. I catch myself. Hold firm and collect myself. Calm, Calm. Let the wind rush around me. It can no longer knock me off balance. Now, everything goes quit. I do not hear the wind. I do not hear the waves crashing. Go into the silence of getting connected with everything. Let it happen. Let it in. Allow it to listen. Allow myself to listen. Remove all thought. Remove all fear and doubt. Remove the Ego. Let go my Ego! Be quiet. Submit yourself to the energy. Let go of my wall of guard against life in general. Tear it down. Let it crumble down the cliff to theshore. Remove the thought of backing away from the cliff. It is not part of my thoughts any more. There is nothing telling me to move away from the cliff. Calm everything inside. Now back up and run. Run at the edge of the cliff. There is that one brief moment when I hesitate to stop. But over come that. Leap even harder off of the cliff. As I accelerate thru the wind it is quiet. I know that I will land safely in the deep water. There is a quiet peace of knowing thatit is going to be OK. There are no rocks just below the surface. There is open deep water.The water is rushing up quickly. I soon focus on the spot that I amgoing to enter. Soon the water is all that is in my vision. I prepare to pierce the water. Slamming into the water, the impact stings a little, or maybe a lot. Soon the cold water grips you. The body shocks into adjusting as quickly as it can. The adrenaline pumps into my system. After a little while the body adjusts and calms down. After the bubbles clear I can see the sharks around. But they are notinterested. They soon swim off. I must look as about as appetizing as a rock. Soon a dolphin swims up beside me. I grab his dorsal fin as he propels me thru the water. There is another land mass I can see off in the distance. Swimming thru the water washes off my old ways. There is the calm that was telling me that it is going to be OK.
There is the energy that was telling me to just do it. I have trustin it. The trust has been established from many life experiences.Once, I learned how to listen I found something that was a peace thatis indescribable. I am still learning how to listen to it. It will always be there. We are connected. We are all connected. This is not a dogma. We must practice to learn to listen. We must rediscover how to listen at the times we least expect it. Those are the times when we most need to listen.I am fully aware the connection to Life that is affording me the knowledge that I will be alright in the future. I can not see the future but I am in possession of the knowledge that there is a favorable future. This is absent of logic, reasoning, faith, dogma, and blind luck. I am not absolutely sure of how I came into this knowledge but I do not question it. I certainly do not perturb it nor do I even give way to the tendency to question or refute it. I speak of the subject of the knowledge itself, the knowledge that it will be ok. It is as if it’s existence is self contained with purpose.

Originally written July 2, 2005.