embrace the Whole!!!

We sometimes feel life as something simple, almost obvious, something that doesn't demand any thinking: it's simple here, now, and it is as clear as the sky. Let's drink it, live it, fully, and not think about it.

There is, however, a problem with this approach: it doesn't fit the big picture. It fits some kinds of lives: lives where everything is settled from the start. Where you're told what to want, how to behave, what to do, what to expect. And, of course, in that setting, we're like puppets, we don't why, we just know how.

Of course, getting to know other cultures and other people and other ways of thinking and doing things, shatter this obvious way of looking at the world. And if we look even further, beyond the human citadel, we will see even stranger things. Animals and plants, rocks and starts, whole Galaxies swirling around a black hole. New dimensions, unimaginable scales, unimaginable complexity.

What the world as lost now in simplicity and obviousness it has gained in grandeur, and, at least it seems that way to me, in Great Beauty.

So, what are we, minuscule grains of dust, in this immense universe? And how should we live given our minute importance? In fact, none of us is even supposed to be here, we are, each one, the happening of such an improbable set of circumstances, that the probability of me occurring is very close to zero.

I shouldn't have happen, that doesn't mean I'm a mistake, it just means that, if time went back to before the time of my conception, even just a few minutes, and come forth again, I would certainly not exist. The odds would be close to nothing.

Ant yet we all we've got. I'm all that I have. Once the I is gone, then the world will be kept away from me. Even if I do remain as some kind of disembodied soul, I wouldn't be able to smell the grass, to touch anyone's face, not even my own, to talk, to oppose, to submit, to engage, to propel. I will be closed now, and, even if that magical hypothesis is real, I would be almost completely shut off the world, and the only thing that could bind me to it would be the desire to learn, to observe, without being able to change anything, and the desire to keep somehow close to what I love, even by mere observation.

Of course, many of us would laugh at that prospect, like one laughs at the idea of a Santa Claus. Good for children and to keep the spirits up, but a folly, although a comfortable one, they might say.

Whatever the case may be, what seems certain is that we are here now. We can act, at least it seems so. And that's quite rare. We are a kind of universal agent. We can do lots of things. Not in the sense that we are powerful to do them, but in the sense that we at least can imagine lots of things. Perhaps we should say that we, as a species, are closer to be a universal imaginator than any other living creature that we know of.

But in any case, what can or should we do with our lives? Look at the stars, kiss the dogs, make love all day and night, read a lot, make art, watch football on tv? What shall we do then to enjoy, to make the most out of our lives?

well of course, everyone seems to have a different answer to that question. Some people would be miserable to what makes others live in Paradise. And is there something common to everybody?

Well, one thing we have all in common is this: we are all part of reality, we are some of its immense possibilities. We are parts of reality playing with other parts of reality. All a big family, or, perhaps even better, all parts of the same thing.

So I'd say
Embrace the whole
embrace the whole
embrace the Whole
embrace the WHOLE...


embrace it, as far as you can, as deeply as you can, for as long as you can,

and your life will be full, the fullest it can ever be...

Of course, I'm expecting you want to be full,
don't take this in any sexual way...
you might be offended

but, if you're not, take it anyway you want.