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Your Own Taste of the Divine

11/19/2021

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Today I learned to drive the red tractor. The big one. The new one with an enclosed cab with heat and AC. I began to mow the meadow. We had let the grass grow all summer long to allow the field birds like the bobolink, a favorite summer bird, to have a safe breading ground. Then Dad got pneumonia at the end of August before we started to mow. We waited, hoping he  would recover enough strength to get into the tractor again, but now it is November, and I find myself in the tractor in his stead.

After a trip around the loop to get used to the feel of the tractor, I headed down to the field to start mowing along the south woods.  I mowed for about 90 minutes, squeezing some time in after a work from home day and before darkness. I thought I would get more done in that time than I did, but I could only go so fast.
I only wanted to go so fast as I continued to get comfortable with the controls.

What a foreign experience of myself today! There in that tractor, mowing the field as the sun set and the snow squalls blew across the field in great sheets of snow. What a wonder it is, my life. I can't describe the sensation. What is it I am feeling as I see myself there on the tractor, out on my own, no others around, in the expanse of the field, under the vastness of the sky? I am the one experiencing this immediate moment. No one but me, the experience of the moment is completely my own. I feel that here acutely as the openness and vastness of the environment supports that I am the only one experiencing this particular experience. But even in the depths of a densely populated city, my experience in that moment is the only experience of this specific moment. This angle, this perspective, this sensation of this moment is only mine. No other will know my flavor of the experience because they can only know their own.

Your own taste of the Divine is the Taste of the Divine. It is your taste only, the only taste you will know (which as your knowing expands is You Knowing All). My taste of the Divine is my taste alone, not to be known by any other than Divine.

I describe to you my sensations as best I can, using a common language. Yet each of our own interpretation and sensation of language is uniquely are own. And it is these many flavors of knowing the world, the universe through which Source knows itself more and more. Each flavor adding more depth, more width, more known awareness of that which is Source, that which is All.
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