Perspective 12

Never pretend to be something you are not. For what you are is far more beautiful than anything you could ever pretend to be. Write your name across a sky made hollow by the fullness of an absolute availability, and then gift that name to the cleaving, driftless clouds that refuse to foreclose on the game of “What am I?” 

The cloud overlays no judgments upon its disappearance–for its astonishing grace to be lived–as it stretches and culls like taffy in the wind’s playful hands. Write your name aloud with conviction to the world, with the mouth of a humble heart, and watch that inky name bleed into the stream of on-goingness. Live that wordless name as the wandering blue yonder and its leisurely freedom from fear.

To know what you are is to know what you are not—tending to the world’s unfolding discloses what we are by virtue of celebrating what we are not. Why would I want to be you when that songline has been tuned just for you, as your extraordinary life to live? My story is too intimate, too hallowed to be told by another fool; for only I know how to care for this life in all of its strangely precious and subtle particularities. Its rarity has been gifted to me, just as your rarity has been gifted to you. Thank you for taking care of yourself–it's the best way you can take care of me.  

As we tend to what we are not, we see just what we are–allofit–because behind the lens is simply light. This world within and this world without is an empty screen on which to project our True Nature. To study what you are not is to glimpse into everything that you are, and don’t need to be, disguised perfectly as Itself.

Video captured by the brilliant eyes of Ray DiCapua