as I'm lathering up
my round, fully engorged calf muscle
rather perfect
fondling between my toes
isn't it intersting - i think -
that this is the part that will waste away,
my body,
that i had forgotten about.
Forgotten to look at
while I have used it.
It became a vehicle,
not an object.
It actually,
becomes
nothing
when we focus on a goal
our attention on the working.
I can feel it, daily.
Eyes closed,
from the inside.
But I cannot see it.
When I slow down
when I notice it failing, struggling
Then it comes back to me:
an object for my focus.
A problem, to be solved.
Just like all those years worrying
about its shape and form,
Is it a body that will be attractive when older?
His body dissolved from the picture
when he was entirely focused on escape.
Our bodies will dissolve when we die.
But can we make them do so before then?
We cannot perfect our bodies by focusing on them.
We cannot improve them by taking pride in them or worrying about them.
We can only make them best when we forget about them.
Focus instead on your goal.
Let the body dissolve from your story.
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust.
Do not store up your treasures here on earth.
Because when we focus on the form of the body, on the earthly things, they only become heavy.
They become worse.
Feel your body from the inside. Feel your flight.
So enter into it.
Nor can we change the world by focusing on it.
Focus on your goal
an un-earthly goal.
Do your work for the growth of heaven.
Focused on heaven.
Your body will be perfect.
Earth will become perfect.
Don't look at the world: feel it.
Be in it. Experience. Connect. Without your critical mind.
For the kingdom of heaven is among us
hidden beneath the forms
Bring heaven to the forefront.
Create it
by feeling it.