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Imagine just for a moment that you aren’t really human.  Your body is a golden spine surrounded by spheres of energy…

You float into an arcade and approach a machine with the title “World of Measure” and a moment later you are born into human form.   Remember,  we are just imagining this, don’t take it too seriously.  

During the game,  all recollection of your true self is frozen in state, but you soon realize that your saved profile from your last turn is applied to each new life,  this profile is titled Karma and ensures that your successive experiences in World of Measure are cohesive.   Your golden spine does recall the progression of lives and sees them for what they are, a collection of experiences that form an extended story of this world with each life impressing new learning opportunities saved within your Karma.   A thread of play that forms an extended narrative.

As you progress through subsequent lives you become more aware of skillful game play.   You learn to not become attached to the character’s avatar, abilities, the objects, or skills of the game.  The advanced player just enjoys the experience of the moment and allows the game to reveal itself as it is played.  The best players don’t get overly involved in the drama of the story lines or point totals.   After each life there is time to pause and laugh at the absurdity of the idea of attack seeming so real and the stakes seeming high,  what were we thinking?  So ridiculous!   It seemed as though the fear of destruction and the end of consciousness was actually possible while in the game.   In between experiences there is even a sleep transition where awareness fades for a moment; we learn it provides a needed rest during play.

Our skill continues to increase and we become aware of our reality outside of the game while playing.   We stop trying to collect possessions in each life as we know that they are ephemeral and a distraction from the grace of the sport.   We use what is needed in the moment realizing it is all just a cloud of particles that are constantly changing form.  The master players learn not to be distracted by the simple desires that are coded into the script and they learn to appreciate the beauty in the design of every moment as it reveals itself to the senses.  We find joy in helping other players along,  for their experiences enrich our own in surprising and unexpected ways.  For the more experienced players even lives that seem lesser,  shorter,  more challenging are navigated with adeptness and artistry of  coordination.  A seasoned and confident participant is not distracted by interactions that seemed unpleasant in the beginning,  they are now just part of the experience;  a different sensation.   As we continue,  we relax until each life has revealed itself and we can see the benefit of the experience in its completeness.   After all, it’s just a game.

What should be explained about the cycle of birth and death? In this world, it is a requirement to maintain separateness of consciousness at a sufficient level to examine the outcome of division and special love. If there was no birth, death, and forgetting, conscious beings would quickly realize the fallacy of separateness and lose the will to participate in this system of class and measure. It is through birth and death that novel individual consciousness is introduced to the world thus perpetuating the struggle for attainment. With experience, an egoic being will realize the delusion of this false reality and resign from participation.

It is no surprise that the ego’s quest for attainment becomes the source of its suffering. It is from this desire to selectively acquire what is deemed positive that dissatisfaction in the form of attachment, aversion, apathy, anxiety, and self-doubt emerge. The reset provided by new individual birth allows for greater variety of egoic pursuit without the baggage of realizing it’s eventual outcome.

There is, of course, a greater form of conscious being than the egoic mind can provide. While the ego self remains preoccupied with the advancement of the individual self, the true Self is not concerned with this effort. In becoming aware in the present moment, we can take comfort in our true home. Instead of self’s obsessive desire to receive more love we realize the endless state of love that is neither commanded nor restricted available to the true Self. Instead of a world of judgment and false perception, the Self’s ability to demonstrate compassionate response to the known and unknown vanquishes the ego’s suffering. You can have this in this moment, be clear, and know that it has never been denied nor will ever be unavailable to you.

We have sat with the seedlings,
We have stood with giants,
We will lay with the wilting,
and we will feed the seedlings.

Stand with me another day among the giants and leave the wilting to tomorrow. The miracle can be seen at any moment. Perhaps now, perhaps tomorrow, perhaps with our last breath, or perhaps in our next life.