hot rock

I am lying down on a rock. And of course the rock feels hard beneath me. I feel its firmness underneath my shoulders, my back, my buttocks, beneath my calf muscles and my heels. And this hardness seems to be emphasising the separateness of the rock and my body. Somehow these points of contact are reinforcing the feeling that we are separate.

But this rock has been sitting under the tropical sun all morning, and it is hot. So whilst the pressure of the rock is being sensed as hard and separate, I am also feeling the warmth of the rock, that heat oozing into my body. And this warmth, this heat, is bringing exactly the opposite feeling: not one of separation, but one of being fused together in one energetic dance. We are melted into each other, this rock and me. And the warmth of course is softening my muscles, relaxing my body physically, and with that physical relaxation, the mind relaxes too. And through this relaxation, those firm boundaries disappear. They vaporise. They melt away.

And lying here, this warm rock is reminding me of this, that there are always two ways of perceiving life. One is the way of hardness and separation. And the other is of warmth and energy and non-separation. And today, lying here, I can see that both of these are perspectives. It is not that one is more true than the other. But certainly the way of warmth and melting and non-separation feel so much more enjoyable and fulfilling than that other, hard, way. So at least for now I am going to melt into this rock and enjoy being part of the energy flow that is the great dance of existence, which we are all a part of.