Behoove is a versatile word. When I say that it behooves you to do something, I don’t mean obligation. I mean more like: It is a good idea to do this that I ask. It is to your advantage. It behooves you to be happy every single day.
If you cannot commit to being happy every single day, will you commit to finding one thing to be happy about every day? or one thing to relish? one thing worth looking at and sharing with others?
Worth sharing means something that will uplift you, anyone else, your environment and out into the glorious world.
Today perhaps you can share with someone how the leaves on the trees outside your window seem to hang in suspension, as if biding their time, or as if there is no time and no motion to ever occur in time. Perhaps time has fled and it is the suspension of time that hangs outside your window, and you are noticing it.
This is how I would describe this stillness that surrounds you at this moment. You might not be able to describe it this way, yet can you see it? Can you feel it? Today, time suspends itself for a few moments, and Stillness is yours. You are a part of it. Here you are, sitting in the Universe without gravity. For a moment you had insights into the workings of the world behind the scenes. You are right here in the making of life.
You might not always realize what this moment really is, yet in the moments of nothing happening, the Real You is happening. You are here in the scenes as a part of them, and, yet, you are not here at all. You partake of the scene, and yet there is no partaker, and yet you are not apart from the scene and the seen. Who are you? Where are you?
Is it possible that you experience Oneness through the leaves in the trees? Are you the onlooker as well as the looked-at? It is a given that anything is possible in this world made by God for God. It behooves you to know this.
We are not talking about the leaves or the trees really, are We?
We are talking about the sap that runs through trees. We are talking about the calm energy of life that floods the Holy Universe. It is greater than the air you breathe. From one point of view, it is the air you breathe. It is the phenomenon of Oneness although it is not a phenomenon. For a moment you forget you are housed in a body. For a moment you are not you but Life itself. For a moment, you have a handle on how death of the body makes no difference at all. Perhaps, for a moment or a few moments, you are your soul experiencing the Oneness of Soul. For a moment or two, with or without your realizing that Oneness is rising before you, you arise to Oneness.
For a moment, you are of the world and yet not in the world. In the guise of leaves and trees, you sense you are married to Oneness. You love these moments of Oneness and how beautifully still Oneness is and that you are that Oneness Supreme, and there really is nothing else, nothing to even talk about. There is not any activity even as the world revolves. Even as there are wars and badmouthing and competition, you are having a growing sense of Oneness.
Oneness is as the sense of God, not a veil you step through but the whole blazing Sun you step into where there is Light yet no cold or hot, just Light like the Light I see wherever I look. I see without looking. I am beyond the senses, and I am beyond the extant world, and so are you. No longer are you bound to old sightings through a telescope or microscope or even through words. You are bound to nothing. Therefore, you are unbounded, and, therefore, there is nowhere where you are not, and everyone and everything is you.