In2Light by Mark Krueger

May 6, 2005

Mother Is the Necessity of Interdimension

This week is the same as every other week except that it's different. The differences are the same as all the other differences except in the ways that they are the same. You are fine but you don't feel fine and if you think about how you can get fine, you will no longer be fine. There is a fine for being different when you should be the same but it's the same difference before you were fine. Hopefully you are now indifferent to being the same or making a difference and will enjoy all of your differences as you are being just fine.

Now that we have that out of the way......

Hey, do you have more money and love and time than you know what to do with? If not, then this is the week for you. Do you recognize that you can enjoy yourself even if the Dream isn't very enjoyable in a given moment? It doesn't take intestinal fortitude or bliss or denial. It's just your nature. Realize your consciousness, not the mind. Consider what you have endured over endless moments of karma drama. You are fine anyway. You may feel like shit or you may feel like you are on top of the world and its shit, but either way you are fine. All the rest comes and goes. This week can elicit drudgeful feelings. Hi ho hi ho it's off to work you go and go and go....... the rewards may not be justifying the means. If you are droning, take a look at what you are queening. Are you doing Your Work, The Work, Working It? Rots a ruck. Get a bit lazy with what you should do and play around with what you want to do. Vacate the vocate thing a bit. You'll likely be more productive after all if you are present rather than pushed. Stop and smell the lilacs.

There continues to be magic underneath everything and it is just an awareness away. There's the trudge fudge lathering the upper layers of lackey luggage, but below that sagging surface, wonderful connections can be made. Rip open the cherry tree and where are the blossoms, but in the spring time..... how they bloom! That's Basho or something. I've always liked that one. I'm not talking patient. Who the hell is patient? I'm saying be present to the blooming of what you want. As you appreciate the flowering of your own being, fruit sets and some ripe pickings will come in due time. You've been plowed lately and feel a tad seedy. Rest. You are the Germinator. Sprout despite the doubt.

New Moon Mother's Day on the 8th at 4:45 am EDT. You could turn over a new leaf with yo mama. Sing her a song. Take her out to scuba. Put jello on her grave. The silly can cut through the sludge. She knows you love her but does she know that you dare. Give her playful attitude beyond the gratitude. She can't take it anymore. She can meet it. Laughter lubes the love. Isn't it just funny being a mom or a kid? Damn silly when you look at it. Mother is the necessity of interdimension. She got us here from there. Here here! There there. It seems she created the boo boo and then she kisses the boo boo. How confusing for everyone. Maybe we can agree to agreeably be. (Now stop all that incarnating. When is enough enough?) Next month we get to the dada.

Maternally yours,
Mark

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