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Gravity is said to be the byproduct of space bending around mass in the field of time. It is also said that the gravity of situations is the weight and consequentiality of the moment. The physical forces of the universe push and pull, slingshotting existence in never-ending motions of orbit and connection--moments whose sway and influence alter our trajectories with unexpected mutuality. Any attempt to deny the existence of that which demands our attention is a futile endeavor. The forces of the Universe are the natural order and laws of nature. On occasion, unforeseen elements are introduced, and the appearance of order is altered by the gravity of that which we did not foresee becoming inherently part of what is an ever-expanding equation.
Places and people call us, like sirens, to which our souls innately yearn to endeavor. In the most intense moments of gravity we acknowledge that, from which we cannot turn away. These brief glimpses of timelessness dance through the windows of existence which we call ourselves. Our lives. Our stories.
The earth does not try to break away from the sun, nor slow, nor speed, its orbit. It revolves under an influence it cannot deny. As do our lives. Accepting Life, and ourselves, on their own terms--meaning, what is, as opposed to what we think should be (or what we think should have been), seems to be the most comfortable way to move through the cosmos. As do the planets. As do the stars. As do the galaxies.
As do we.
Perhaps, rather than feeling the pressure to embrace Life, we might consider allowing Life to embrace us. Perhaps, like a radio, cultivating reception is what compels us to tune into the moments where authentic living resides. The capacity to receive, and the courage to act, intersect where the essence of vision manifests into existence. The future is always decided in the present moment, which is all there is. Our lifetime of experience directly contradicts our brief investments in the illusion of fear. Gravity is nowhere to be seen in and of itself. But it cannot be denied. It is the magnetic connection born of the dance between ourselves and that with which we are undeniably tethered--intrinsically linked--orbiting in the field of existence. Gravity seems to be more than just a byproduct of space bending around mass in the field of time. It is the bond that binds us. It is the relationship with the other that creates the orbit of ourselves. Embracing gravity defines us by acknowledging the glorious tensions which hold the most sway. We long, and wait, for moments that have weight. We say, "That's heavy," to imply that an experience is deep, but are we not really saying that those most authentic of moments have not just depth, but weight, as do we, who are anchored to the earth by what we call gravity. It is said that attention is love. Gravity holds our attention. That's heavy. That has weight. That is worth waiting for. That cannot be denied.
