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My Creator is a Dancer

It is time to cut the seriousness, taking ourselves so seriously that is.

Seriously, Isn’t it time to stop straining so hard to justify ourselves as a grain of the entire cosmos claiming we are the authority on whether there is a creator or not and if so what kind of a creator he or she is. Maybe that old phrase applies here. Get Real, seriously.

A dancer knows when it is time to pop out of the womb that every moment is a fresh creation. What’s there to do? We dance the celebration dance and the stay alert and alive dance as a kind of juggling act. Actually the juggling is already in process. We are born with a kind of binary up and down, expanding and contracting sort of perspective that means we are a creation in process, in the balance as they say. The dancer of whatever age plays within the balance.

So if creation is at hand every millisecond, what is there to decide? Creation exists. We can name it as life. We can observe it. We can catalog it. And within ourselves those tasks are daunting.

Luckily we are equipped with all the resources to probe and experiment with this life, both life that is us and our life that is interconnected with all life. Luckily we do not have to decide if this life is personal or chemical or extra-terrestrial.

A dancer knows that life is the next moment arriving with all its surprises. We do not have to surmise the characteristics of this life because by the time we make our cartoon dance of ourselves, life has divided a million times into another surprise. Why do we suppose that teenage dancers are eager for the next moment while their peers are imagining hundreds of ways to shut down the life they are given.

As an aside, it is curious that we can spend so much seriousness on whether or not we are right about a creator when we can not even decide how to treat the life at our finger tips. Take for example the polar bear as a creature that can solve any of life’s challenges of survival. Yet as we shove them out of their habitat, we can not devise a way to feed and treat them as real life.

Curiously, this the same way we treat insect species that we kill off daily and even our children have no place to fully play within the realms of their immense creative life. We work our children like they were factory rats and wonder why they have no idea what wonder and awe of life is about.

Back to the point of seriousness, we are given all we need to manage and shape our self as a functioning part of life. A dancer takes a simple image with a simple thought and a movement; adds a simple hope and begins to gather data from the richness of their experience. A dancer knows too that there are dials to amplify every quality of movement, focus and emotion and meditation.

Navigation is as simple as asking a question. Ahh, here is the debate of the creator. Can we ask a question of life and get an answer? People who have faced extreme life threatening challenges, say yes. Well yes is yes.

We can ask questions of life and get answers. Never mind that we believe it takes a life time to develop a relationship with life that allows us to ask or to listen for an answer. This is a matter of experience. Experiment with the experience, dare I say it, like a dancer delves into the rich qualities of experience.

Seriously, if we are a fresh creation every moment, isn’t it about time to stop beating around the (burning) bush and get into the business of participating with our life as it grows.

As the dancer knows, life takes attention, anticipation, sorting and discarding what is cumbersome,and of course being vulnerable enough to have fun with a mistake.

So for better or worse my creator is at work every millisecond and I might as well call life like it is. a dancer.

Oh and for all the takers of life, it is not easy and it is best to take those moments of silence that our ancestors treasured as ways to send and receive messages about our experience. It is also helpful to find others who love life to join us in preparing for encounters with the likes of the Christ who answers a question with a question about our empathy, our forgiveness, and our willingness to live a full life.

Outtakes:!?: What about the question if life is worth it, particularly if there is no creator to confer with for further encouragement. The courage of asking the question is sometimes left for the risk takers and the dancers who face their vulnerability in every part of their lives. And also, who is brave enough to ask if being without life is any less challenging on the other side than life is on this side? We might as well slow down our experiment and have fun with life. There is the challenge of real courage.
Tim Hurst 10/07/17

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Dancer Truth

Dancer truth is very simply the image from which a movement emerges.

The movement is my summation of myself at a moment in time and space.

The movement is the replication of my strands of experience, genetic and situational, that have formed the person I see, feel, and interact with.

With my personal movement I set in motion an infinite range of molecular transitions within all humans and all life in my vicinity.

To discover truth I only have to experience my own movement as it interconnects with other life.

Yet there are the hasty ways I summarize myself to satisfy many yearnings. Illusion and deception are their own set of skills.

What can I do? I watch the dancer experiment with vast realms of truth. I follow a kind of protocol for their experiments.

The dancer confers with the nature of the human and finds experience skills. First engage all resources, all human systems, all the ways of interconnecting internally and externally. Second, make peace with the unknowns where surprises are created. Third begin with the simplest movement of all these resources and combine their simple connections into networks of connections. Fourth, sort the variations of connections by rhythm and melody. Fifth, slow everything down so you can insert images that can be replicated in every cell within and outside the human system. Sixth, openly interact with other life to modify the summations of movements.

Yet there is still the prevalence of illusion and a taste for hasty compilations of my self. Trite solutions that are harmful to self and others can proliferate. I study the dancer who trains their focus to work within the illusion. They develop an agility to move between narrow task centered focus and a broad interconnected focus.

The illusion can be turned in minute degrees to get different perspectives and to reveal not only choices being made but also where the illusion began to take hold of the the human system.
Using an agile alternating focus, the dancer goes deep within the self to create new movements, rhythms, a song that reflects the emerging self.

Yet I may still hold on to a reluctance to yield a unified response to the emerging movement song. This is what the human calls “a bottom.” There is no alternative than to ask for a clear pathway.

Who to ask is both critical and negligible. I will ask trusted friends who may side with me. I will ask my creator or my personal guide to the creator of all life. I may ask into a silence of complete unknowing. The dancer asks within the movement, slowing down everything to listen carefully. This is where I begin and end.

Simply asking within the self will bring perspective for the person who is agile in interconnections and in focus skills. Yet like the insistent person in prayer, asking must be persistent and tested repeatedly.

I must ask over and over, “Is this true?” The responses come from every corner of myself with a unity that is undeniable and irresistible. The results are rejuvenating and not depleting. The results are helpful and not harmful.

Expending energy is a complete experience of total engagement. I respond with all myself and meets head on both the initial fear of so much power within me and also all the doubts and self criticism that follow. There is an immediate bounce back of life within and outside my self..

A truth has become another song, another movement.
Tim Hurst 09/14/17