The Middle Way

It’s always a little bit scary meeting someone. At some level we hope they like us, or understand us. There’s always a little bit of risk, and that can even be fun for some. There’s also a really deep desire for us to be heard and connected with.

Connexion is a funny word. You see it around a bit in books, but never really understand the difference from connection. What’s the difference you think between a t and an x. One letter, not much, the world carries on. For some reason, the word sticks with you, waiting for a time to show itself and it’s meaning to you.

So you meet a group of new people, for a multitude of reasons, you migrate to a certain group of strangers, feeling/sensing that these people are your kind of people. You see the formalities of conversation fly right by, the trivial chit-chat goes, and what’s being discussed isn’t a thing, it’s you and another. But neither of you are talking, there’s a sharing, a back and forth. An understanding, you feel beyond the words, resonating with you, and your resonation back.

It’s at this point and purpose you realise this is the difference between the t and the x. You discover the power and beauty of the difference of 1 character. You find these connexions nurishing, to all around. That whilst it’s taking place, there is no you, only consciousness talking to, and reflecting consciousness. That the self has dropped away, there’s no labels of a you, just energy, sound, or vibrations floating backwards and forwards.

(photo [for those of you who saw this page before it was finished, apologies. I was in flight when this page published. I’d forgotten about timezone differences])

Tags: connexions, mind, self.
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