Passing Clouds – A Thought


We are all but passing clouds on the airways of life. Like the clouds, we dissipate and reform, we shed tears; and we also collide. Sometimes the collisions are stunningly magnificent, we merge with another in love and produce a result that is enchantingly beautiful. Other times the collisions are like those of storm clouds, angry, dark and repellent. 

This could be thought of as a nonsensical comparison, considering that clouds are not sentient beings and humans are. But, I believe that we have a lot to learn from nature and I also believe that we may have a lot more in common with her than we may think; we are, after all, made of the same stuff, and that stuff is in constant motion. If you consider that all objects, all phenomena; including our species, on this dreamland stage are conceived of consciousness, by consciousness and within consciousness, then the idea is not so fanciful.

Passing Clouds


Cumulus_2In the physical sense, human beings do share quite a lot together; information and food are two examples that immediately spring to mind. But this only relates to the illusion that is life on this dreamland stage we call the earth. In truth, we are all just passing clouds regardless of our relationships with each other. Whether friends, siblings, parents, offspring, work colleagues, or even so-called enemies, we are all nothing more than ships that pass in the night. The only thing truly shared between humans is the experience of being.

Our true nature is that of infinite consciousness, which is all there is. The experience of “being” is the experience of our true nature; all else is an illusion.

 

Passing Clouds


Cumulus_2In the physical sense, human beings do share quite a lot together; information and food are two examples that immediately spring to mind. But this only relates to the illusion that is life on this dreamland stage we call the earth. In truth, we are all just passing clouds regardless of our relationships with each other. Whether friends, siblings, parents, offspring, work colleagues, or even so-called enemies, we are all nothing more than ships that pass in the night. The only thing truly shared between humans is the experience of being.

Our true nature is that of infinite consciousness, which is all there is. The experience of “being” is the experience of our true nature; all else is an illusion.