Happy Birthday ‘Buddha’
Shakyamuni Gautama Buddha, of course. The latest and most infamous. {Oh, you didn’t know that there have been many?} The celebration honors the birth/enlightenment of this state of being as one particular being. What a gift these beings are, who transcend the experience of reality as we know it. Their experience offers the gift of expanded perception. Today is such a day.
May 9th is the typical date of this celebration, though, in most Buddhist traditions, it falls on the closest full moon to this date, which is the 11th/12th of this year. The alignment portends to be a great window for manifestation observation. What is showing up is a great place to begin.
In 1993, Bernardo Bertolucci’s Little Buddha was released. The film tracks both the Shakyamuni story and the story of three children thought to be reincarnations of a revered Tibetan Lama. That was 30 years ago, just less than half a lifetime ago for me, yet the film still touches my heart. It is my ‘birthday’ present to myself on this day of re-awakening after sharing three decades of what there was to share. And now? Being is requested.
The year 1993, held a massive pivot point for my lifetime, as does this year for all of our lives. The wheel does cycle, does it not? Pathless paths form beneath my feet, as I might surmise they do for everyone. Making the assumption that where your feet land is on the same path as yesterday will bring surprises, as will the observation that each step is new and sacred.
It is miraculous to have been teaching/showing a new way of being for 33 years and to have its truth manifest now, in the physical world, so to speak. I have been walking this new way, learning as I take each step, for a lifetime. Funny how things come in threes here. The learning immersion has been intense, as it tends to be for certain trajectories on this world. Would I have had it any other way? Sometimes, yes. And, all in all, it was fun.
As of yesterday, there is a new Pope. White smoke ensued. Robert Francis Prevost of the US was elected to that office. The new Pope Leo XIV has done most of his life’s work in Peru, so is beloved in Latin America as well as being the first pontiff born in the US. Why do I mention this in conjunction with Buddha’s birthday? What do these markers have in common? What puts a ‘man’ at the apex of a pyramidal structure? Politics, certainly. Patriarchal tradition, boringly. Heart, hopefully. We shall see. It is interesting that the transition happens at this auspicious moment in the lunar and celestial calendars. Before you think or voice disinterest, look deeper. What might this transition signify? The threads and filaments of your configuration vibrate with the opportunity. How does it feel?
The veils between worlds have dropped. Psychic Disneyworld. Confusion. What ride to enjoy next, when all of them are available? This is a kind of overwhelm most never meet. More and more beings will begin to perceive the many worlds and other structures of reality than they have been conditioned to see. One of my Teachers said, “People are afraid of the dark because in the dark you can see.” Artificial light masks much. What are we seeing now? And what will today’s changes bring?
Completions are upon us. Do we have our experiential details in a bunch? Sounds uncomfortable, and it certainly can feel that way. What if there is/was no point to those details, other than that they profited our experiential trajectories in some way? Someone asked me, yesterday, “Well, then, what was the point of this illusion?” She then laughed, of course. When we observe from 'outside’ of any program or pattern and are truly at the point of heartfelt laughter, we are free of that segment of learning. Time to exit the schoolhouse. I used to practice laughing at circumstances way ahead of time, just to expedite the process, to hurry the shift along. I can report that this method is ineffective. Good practice, but it does not shift what we might hope it will. Cycles end when we have learned what we created them to learn, and when we own the wisdom and let the lesson go. Programmed trajectories dissolve when we do.
What dissolves in order for someone to become a Buddha or to sit at the apex of any structure? Is there a paradox there that wants transcending? Our training tells us that it is ego that transforms, and this must be so… or at least hopefully… and, where do we still hold ideas, agendas, and qualifications for how and when that transformation is ‘real’ and valid and… dare I say sanctioned? What are the criteria by which we judge ourselves? Why do we let the judge, or any apex of any imagined pyramid, internal or external, run our awareness?
With fractals of reflection flying around all anyhow, we will need core grounding as we never have before. It is time.
Am I a Buddha? Aren’t you?
Infinite love on this auspicious day! {Aren’t they all?}
