Resistance to what IS
Life has a flow. Life is living. We are life...not the "my life" we've been conditioned to believe in. No, the eternal life we are. Life moves and conforms and changes and finds a way to its infinite oneness. It's like a stream finding its way down the mountain, into the river and ultimately into the ocean. Life finds a way around the rocks and through the gorges. It carves a path through the deltas, merging with more and more of itself.
Life is consciousness finding itself. It is awareness becoming aware of awareness. It is divine waking from the dream. It is form realizing the formless. Consciousness, unconscious as form, becomes conscious of consciousness. Every turn, every bolder, every twist and rapid and waterfall is opportunity for the awakening of the dreamer from the dream. Once awake, the form enjoys the ride down the stream, into the river, finding peace in the vastness of the ocean.
WE are that life, that extension of the formless, that consciousness, that awareness. We are not just our form. We are not a person living a "my life." We are the observer of eternal life as a form experiencing the form of formlessness. We are the stream, the river and the ocean. Our form is on a journey of discovery, experience and awakening. We are waking up to life. We are waking up to what IS. As a form we might say we are like this paper boat traveling down the stream:
