What brings me to tears

What brings me to tears is seeing how amazing people are - and how amazing their gifts are, and the light that shines through their eyes when they are doing what they are created to do. 

What brings me to tears about these is when I realise that these humans are piercing into a different dimension and realm at the same time they are inhabiting this present realm in all their humanness and limitations and yet, here they are as conduits and vessels of excellence and love and joy and LIFE from another dimension, from Life beyond, from abundant life beyond what we see with our human limited sight - and still don’t know this. They still go home to cry about their anxieties, about their failed dreams, and not realise that in that moment of Life they become immortal and untouchable – if they knew enough to love Life they would never need to fear or be afraid. Life IS for them. Life is violently and unabashedly for them. 

There is this unrealised Reality that we touch everytime we see a dancer or an artist or a singer or a human enjoying the sight of a sunset. Yet they don’t know this. And to them it is mere work, mere task, mere roles they need to fulfil. 

We fail to realise that there is nothing more spiritual than art – and it brings me to tears that we let these eternal moments go by.