Warp Speed to Presence

You have to be present in certain things.  Like scaling a treacherous rock face or tight rope walking across Niagara Falls.  Teaching yoga.  Though not nearly so fatal if your consciousness slips, it’s more about catching the opportunities for eternity as they come.

Imagine a train speeding by, now see the gaps between each car?  My mission, if done right, is to do this train-spotting in the present and at just the right time say “JUMP.”  If I’ve successfully calculated its rate of speed by our collective force then time stands still as we’re in midair.  You feel the wicking of clothing against your skin, the momentum across your face, and the weightless concoction of dancing through sunlight.

Once on the train we travel at warp speed, which is really like no speed, because we’ve proven that time doesn’t exist.  The things that were or always might have been are erased by what is.  So we can finally unravel truth.

I think the train is a metaphor for eternity.