So how we're going to begin is you're going to sit comfortably,
However that means to you.
Could be legs crossed,
Could be sitting in a chair,
Whatever it is,
Sit somewhere comfortably that you feel relaxed and comfortable.
And you're going to close your eyes and you're going to take three deep breaths.
Deep breath in,
Count to four.
Deep breath out,
Count to four.
And each time you exhale,
You're gonna try and relax your body a little bit further.
So you're gonna inhale.
Pause.
Exhale,
Pause.
So as you're doing this and you're relaxing,
It's in those pauses between breaths where we're going to go.
That is where your creativity meets your imagination,
Meets your subconscious.
So let's see what awaits you in the spaces between breaths.
The universe is what it is.
It is not defined so purely by mathematical prediction.
Nor is it entirely chaotic and unknowing.
It simply is.
The sooner we understand that the universe is both within and without.
That consciousness in of itself is all that really matters.
Or it is our one sense of being alive that determines what is possible or not possible.
The universe simply obliges.
It just is.
The result is that we are limited by our own imaginations.
This is truth.
If we can imagine it,
It can be true.
Therefore,
The true question is not whether something is possible or not possible.
The question is,
Can you imagine it?
And so the great powerful being chases its adversary across time and space.
While the untameable being floats on a sea of emotion,
Delighted with each encounter.
Such powerful beings each define the universe in their own way,
While one seeks peace and the other purpose.
How sad then that even seemingly limitless beings cannot imagine it otherwise.
Unless.
.
.
The untameable being drifted in a state of warm contentment.
At this time,
Filled with compassion,
She drifts through a cold universe that,
Even in the cold dark,
Feels warm.
How wonderful that she came across a small child with a scraped knee.
At the exact moment,
Another presented that child with a flower.
It was as if the entire universe was contained in those soft petals and in that moment nothing mattered but the smell of roses and a deep connection with another.
In that moment,
The child did not know it.
But such a pure gesture captured and amplified at the right time by the untameable being changed the possibilities of the universe.
For that moment so fulfilled the untamable being that she was content to float in the cosmos and drink in the beauty of creation for a while.
Perhaps millennia passed,
Maybe more,
Maybe less,
Until she found herself at the exact time and place to experience the raw power of a star exploding at the end of its life.
The power and beauty of this cosmic event was nothing the untamable being had not seen before.
And yet,
Given her current fulfillment,
She was inclined to slow to a single point in time and witness the visual brilliance such an explosive cosmic event brought about.
It never occurred to her that this in itself was a singular thing.
As it just so happened that the Great Powerful Being also slowed to a singular point in time in order to relish causing this particular supernova in an attempt to vanquish his adversary.
He of course failed.
However,
For a moment,
These two beings happened to exist at the same point in time and space.
The probability of such an event is as close to zero as one could possibly imagine.
However,
There he was,
And there she was.
It is perhaps appropriate that one of the most violently beautiful cosmic occurrences after the Big Bang be the setting for such a meeting.
As the resulting interaction nearly tore the universe apart.
The great powerful being filled with the purposeful rage of focused intent chose to slow to a single point in time in order to lure the adversary in his full form to this time and this place.
When the timing was right,
He let the power of creation consume him and focused his intense aggression into the fusion power of the sun,
Accelerating its age until its fuel burnt up and it collapsed in on itself and exploded.
There in the center of the explosion,
The great powerful being reveled in the intensity as the power filled his very essence so much.
That for a moment he was the explosion.
The untameable being.
Lazily turning to observe the wonders of the cosmos was nothing less than shock.
When instead of just an awe-inducing light show,
She was consumed with the most intense tapestry of emotion.
It was pure and it was raw and it was filled with so much purpose.
It was as if the untameable being had never known bliss before that moment as every emotion she'd ever fed on disappeared from memory.
To spend your entire existence craving a sense of purpose and to find it so intensely wrapped in a burning hot furnace of emotion was beyond ecstasy.
She forgot the flower,
She forgot the dance,
And she forgot herself as she was carried away on this unexpected river of fire.
The great powerful being basked in his own magnificence,
Silently applauding himself all the while,
Silently recognizing that perhaps he enjoyed this little game.
When suddenly he was filled with the greatest sense of peace he had ever known.
If he had a body,
It would have felt like his lungs were filled with ice.
All the rage and emotion suddenly no longer belonged to him.
It belonged to someone else.
Every part of his being relaxed for the first time in his existence in a cool river ran through him.
He forgot his sense of purpose,
His will to create,
And simply was.
A cool current ran through him and his intensity flowed through to the universe.
He was so present that for the first time he looked at the universe with a sense of awe.
And for a moment smelt the faint scent of roses.
He was filled with such a sense of bliss and happiness that his spiritual equivalent of tears poured down his cheeks.
Each being was so caught up in the wonder of that encounter that they only gradually began to become aware of each other.
The untameable being saw a being of such graceful poise,
Shaping the universe to his will so effortlessly she could not look away.
The great powerful being saw such beauty it made him weep all the more.
Not a word was spoken as they basked in each other's grace and presence.
The entire universe faded away until there was nothing but each other left.
Slowly,
Tentatively at first,
They began to dance.
The untameable being was filled with the power of purpose that she could call her own.
And the great powerful being was at peace and they moved with each other faster and faster until time and space whipped by in a blur.
It did not matter.
Nothing mattered but the dance.
They danced all through time and space,
Their perfect existence unbounded by their own limitations.
The untamable being could not imagine ever existing without such purpose as this.
While the great powerful being could not imagine breathing without this beauty of peace flowing through him.
For the first time,
Their imaginations truly came alive at possibility beyond their nature.
And the universe,
As it does,
Obliged.
Galaxies were born and worlds created as the two beings dance.
Their imaginations molded the universe around them.
Together they noticed only each other and in doing so cast the stardust charged with the power of creation all around them.
The dance spun and spun and it was beautiful and bold.
No one word could truly encapsulate this intoxicating elixir,
But if there was,
It would be love.
Worlds of such beauty came into existence as life took hold and for a time,
If we can call it that,
The universe was at peace.
But the universe exists to change.
This is its nature.
Even love itself is slave to this singular,
Undeniable truth.
Although each being had been undeniably affected by the other,
Each one could not deny its own nature.
The untameable being slowly but surely began to yearn for the carefree poetry of life that was so precious and so free.
The great powerful being slowly but surely yearned to create.
The call to be purposeful again rang in his ears and the dance began to slow.
Eventually,
Like one who has been holding their breath for as long as they can.
They came up for air and the dance stopped.
They simply beheld each other's magnificence.
It was as if the truth of love was there,
Just beyond their reach,
But neither understood what had happened or what would come next.
Gradually,
Their hands loosened their grip on each other and they drifted away.
The untamable being returned to her dance while the great powerful being contemplated his next creation.
They were what they were.
And to become something different was just not possible.
But the truth of love had been planted like a seed.
And as the untameable being floated and feasted on emotion,
Part of her felt empty.
As if a void had been left in a space that previously did not even exist.
The Great Powerful Being manifested great things while ever keeping a watchful eye for the adversary who quizzically did not appear.
This troubled the great powerful being as his mind danced around the truth of love that had been planted within him.
It is impossible to say how much time passed.
At the same time,
It was an instant as it was a millennia.
Each being accepted and even embraced the fact that they had been changed by the encounter.
But to have been changed was to imply that neither one was all powerful to begin with.
Yet each one had known a single truth since the dawn of their existence,
Which was that they were all-powerful.
Therefore,
To question that impossibility was in itself impossible.
Therefore,
What could make the impossible possible?
What was the truth of love that grew inside them?
The universe simply watched and waited.
For the universe understood two things very well.
The first was that change was the only constant and therefore inevitable.
And the second.
Was that truth.
Was dangerous.
