Conversations are rhythmical flows of sound through which we modulate our individualized perceptions, they can be about enticements, caresses, seductions, rejections, aggressions, rejoicings, anything. Thoughts and feelings, condensed in expired air vibrations, graphic symbols exchanged, silences shared in knowledgeable eyes. Conversations, in all of its forms, are embraces we give to each other in our loneliness, as we seek to understand, as we hunger for the whole.
They are a global exchange of impressions as we traverse the journey of life. There is just one Conversation, that of the Universe with itself, reverberating monologues in myriads of mirrors of Being, reflecting light in all possibilities of color and brightness.
This urge to embrace effervesces from birth, when our subtle extremities of silence and word react to this apparent solitude from each other that mask the singularity of our Being.
Language was developed not so long ago, out of a consciousness shift enabled by a new body technology.
First, we uttered rudimentary, representative noises, then words and sentences, describing what we saw outside, and what we felt inside; words, songs, and poems. The human pharynx and the opposing thumb became the last instruments of the Universe to converse with itself in all manners of expression; to exchange awe in all manners of perception.
Language led to a deeper understanding of our inside-out relationships, and every understanding was preserved in scrolls, books, traditions and myths. Symbols were passed on, in a never-ending information current, to each regenerating pulse of life as its streams advanced in the consciousness flow. The outer was better described and compared, relationships of form predicted and controlled, till the awe of our external manipulations competed with the awe for our presence, and our inner depth. Then we became enamored of our conversational skills and forgot the object of our conversation; the joy of Being.
A tiny seed has the program for the un-manifest tree, intertwined strands of DNA the designs for the marvels of our physique. Likewise, the magnificent conversation of Being, carried on by the Universe, was latent in the original Silence, before the first word. The spontaneity of this Silence is beyond thought, it precedes thought -therefore the conversation of the Universe must be- as animated, varied, spectacular, and entertaining as expressed infinite creativity can be. It can even forget the joy, the beloved joy. Still, that forgetfulness is only part of this powerful, multiple monologue of discovery, as even when the plaza crowds are mesmerized by the fireworks, there are lovers in hidden corners conversing about love with glowing eyes.
This pulsating urge to joy beats like a cosmic heart, and seeps surreptitiously into our hearts, unbeknownst to our woozy minds. And hearts hunger for more conversations about joy and meaning.
Today, our humanness is linked externally as never before, a network of technological conduits has interwoven the possibility of simultaneous global conversation. Electrons are magically bouncing, in phosphorescent screens commanded by mind-hands. Symbols are being exchanged remotely in distance, as well as in time. The conversation cloud pervades as one continuum and those previous codes, emerged in isolation, are now exposed, challenged to redefinition, compared, and evolved. Millions upon millions of voices and silences, images, and symbols collide in the crucible of the collective mind, the round boundaries of Earth are being endlessly circumvallated.
This colossal volume of vibrating simultaneous information on surface phenomena has become very distracting and is taking us away from pause, joy and compassion, from savoring the inner being and recognizing it as the common dweller of all.
However, like weeds sprouting on dead pavement, the currents of life insist on significance and light. The inner Silent Being is again prompting the conversation, for now a full cycle is closing, the ancient myths, the cutting edge cosmological science, and the scaffolding are combined, providing the architecture and stage for the Conversation to turn fully unto itself, to remember the oneness, rejoice in the awe of diversity, recover the reverence for life, and renew healing, compassionate flows amongst the living.
Our feet will not stop dancing when we hear this soul music as we move around in our lives. By coincidence we have started tapping our tables in rhythm, like so many others, as we tune into the melody. When we share it, it becomes more intense and invites others to join the music.
In phosphorescent screens we meet and exchange electrons instantaneously. They flow to each other through webs and browsers, energized with heart songs; we speak in cellular, -air columns vibrating in pulses, sound waves linking our consciousness in synchrony.
The conversation on meaning and joy will soothe our sun hunger for light, amid the inane that has taken over the images and the content of our journeys.
Let us share, in all humbleness and awe, this music as it changes our perception, and gives us back the feelings of whole, and connects us across all improbability in a common song.
The emerging global village network is nothing but the outer temporary skin of a deep upwelling of Being that will lead us to a New Humanity.