The clouds speak to me

During a Metolius River walk with Serena this afternoon I paused to lay on my back in the grass and see what the passing clouds had to say to me.

Right away it was evident they could read my mind. Yes, I do have a question. Might as well ask the Big One: What is the meaning of life?

And the next cloud that came by had the answer: “I” Hmmmm. Quite profound. Hindus say, “Atman (soul) is Brahman (God). Moses was told by God, “I am that I am.” I am God, the clouds tell me. I like it!

Then, a wrinkle appears in my so-easy-god-realization. A hole. Emptiness. Must rid myself of ego to become the divine. OK. Whatever you say, sky. You’re doing the talking today, not me.

I started walking again, so happy that the clouds had given me such an unambiguous message. Henceforth I would pursue my meditation with more vigor and more humility. The heavens had spoken!

But suddenly I looked up and saw…Larry, of the Three Stooges. Clearly. Without a doubt. Is a cosmic joke at the heart of reality? Were the cloud gods telling me to laugh at how I had taken them so seriously?

Then the Id made its appearance in the Central Oregon sky. Elemental phallus pointing me toward…what? Are we born only to lust, to screw, to have children, to die? Could the meaning of life just be the urge of DNA to reproduce itself? Am I that base, that crude, that physical?

Perhaps. For the last image I saw before putting Serena in the car to drive back to the cabin was, unmistakably, very large breasts. Nice.

I happily envisioned spending eternity with the Sky Goddess.

But then I looked in another direction and realized that I had been missing the most obvious truth in the heavens. Still, it was a fun ride sitting still and seeing the clouds go by. Sort of like watching thoughts pass in my stream of consciousness.

Which, of course, was what all this was.

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[Matthew S Skivers]

Clouds interact with my thoughts all day every day. This used to be frightening , however Jesus Christ lives in me thru the Holy Spirit . He's the answer. Real time Love.