Waking up as a boy, the excitement of a fun day slipped into my veins and brightened my eyes. I looked out the window and saw bright sunlight, grassy fields, and a vast expanse of blue and amazing clouds. When I came out of the freedom of the day, without obligations, I would jump, jump, jump, and run with joy, surprise, and happiness. Somewhere along the way, I began to remember and learn about cause and effect. Suddenly there were some restrictions. As I continued to grow and mature, I learned to think and apply my deepest thoughts in possible or impossible situations. I was creating new truth within the context of my mind and my experiences. Panic!
There is something that you should know that an author Named Munch has written his imaginative work on the dance of life. The difference can be drawn between those of Musical mental functions that are directly symbolic, such as Jealousy, and those that resemble the present image that are metaphorical. The latter may be more difficult to translate. Life is not really a dance and the metaphor is not so clear that it can give a great indication of what it is about.
When Munch painted the Dance of Life in 1899 he was inspired by symbols and used metaphorically to express different emotions: red of love, love and pain; white with youth, purity and happiness; and darkness because of loneliness, sorrow, and death.
Now, with another level of awareness raised, spiritual awareness, it is like walking a tightrope between the world in which we live and work, and the unrestricted freedom of the playful child. There is more to this life experience. We are not just animals that work hard and love. We are not just living a life sentence in a suburb of the city. There is, and always has been, much that is available to us. It is found everywhere, including the suburbia, at work, in a common place, in a very unusual and common place. The only way I can describe it is to find dancing.
One day I have hope, one day I am in need, one day in love, the next day hate, the moment of play, the next important moment, and one day success, the next day failure. We are constantly moving and changing. The only lasting thing is peace, a quiet, deep place where the wind connects the wind. We hear it in the closest moments of closeness to family or other important people. It is found in the deep moment of happiness and every word, every sense, all understanding is escaped. There is nothing left to think about, only to forget.
Every day we do well to forget a lot of what happened yesterday. No bias, no fear, no limitations, no expectations, just wonder. Miracle and curiosity accompanied by joy and love. This is very interesting to me. What will it look like tomorrow? How could my world work together? This good leads me to believe that more is available to all of us. As a thinker, a lot of the things I say may seem unattainable. This is a great opportunity, of which there is no doubt. While the good is good, any measure or probability of good is acceptable. A pinch of salt that you will taste every day to get a pleasant feeling of life. Each day, I need to be that salt shaker again, and dance!
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