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Lions Roar : May 2011
SHAMBHALA SUN MAY 2011 58 when the sun comes out, you might see patterns of light coming through venetian blinds. you might see the complex shad- ows of trees or bright green leaves against darker foliage. you might see the shapes of someone’s eyes in profile, or the texture of the fabric of the clothing on your leg. you might look up at a bright sky with high, wispy clouds or notice clumps of light re- flected by the windows of an office building onto light gray streets. you might observe a dog sitting on the carpet, half in bright sunlight and half in deep shadow. at dusk the light changes again, and you might see white buildings become orange or pink. as it gets dark, the same build- ings might become gray. the sky, too, will change its appearance. If you awake in the middle of the night, the walls and furniture will be monochromatic, illuminated by the moon or a streetlight. the possibilities of perception are limit- less, and clear seeing is joyful. creativity is also limitless. creativity often seems like an unusual gift that few people are born with or somehow manage to acquire, but creativity is accessible to everyone. It naturally arises from your basic nature when you are open to it. creativity is something to be uncovered, not something to be wished for. It is not a scarce resource that runs out if you draw on it. creative possibilities are endless. you don’t need to take this on faith: you can experience it for yourself. Unfortunately, much of the time, we are cut off from clear seeing and the creative potential of our basic being. Instead, we get caught up in cascades of internal dialogue and emotionality. Immersed in thoughts, daydreams, and projections, we fabricate our personal versions of the world and dwell within them like silkworms in cocoons. Instead of appreciating the raindrops on the window, we experience something like, “this weather is nasty. I have to get to work, and I need a new raincoat. I hope it clears up for the weekend.” seeing patterns of light on the counter becomes, “I wish we could af- ford some nice fabric shades instead of these cheap metal miniblinds. I wonder what col- or would look nice in here.” photobyandykarrphotobymIchaelwood