Maybe I didn’t hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I’m so happy that you’re mine
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
When you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
I keep hearing Willie Nelson singing Always on My Mind lately.
Frankly, that song gets up my sleeve. He didn’t treat her well, treated her like second best, and hopes she still loves him because he at least thought about her?
How about you? Do you have a friendship where you seem to do most of the work? Where you’re always the one sending an email asking how your friend is? Or you’d never see that person unless you suggest getting together?
Do you ever feel that way about Spirit? Like you take the time to meditate or pray but don’t feel any reciprocity? You ask for a sign but rarely, if ever, see one?
There are times we feel unloved and we don’t realize that it’s an illusion.
That guy crooning about always being on his mind? Maybe he’s madly in love and unsure of how to show it. And your friend? Every morning she might vow to email you but then the day gets away from her.
And Spirit? We can’t be separate because we are a part of Sprit and Spirit a part of us. That separation, that longing, comes entirely from within us. Here’s a way to help understand it.
When we dream, our mind creates a story with us as the main character. The dream is not separate from our mind and yet, we experience a dream from this first-person perspective as if it is not happening in our mind.
Life is similar to the dream. It’s difficult to see from anything other than that first-person perspective even though we are one with the Universe. We start to believe that we stop where our skin begins. We are here. Everything else exists out there.
And there it is. As soon as we perceive self and other, we feel separation.
You might want to try an experiment this week. When you see someone, think, We are one. For objects you encounter, We are one.
This tree and I are one. My lover and I are one. My friend and I are one. The music and I are one.
Sprit and I are one. And so it is.