I found myself speeding up slightly just to hear the difference of the sound as the sand compressed and gave way beneath me. A bird's flutter of wings nearby sounded loud to my ears and my eyes caught the bright yellow markings of a So-so bird in flight.
The regular beat of its wings, alternating flashes of color, the sound of its melody trilling out in soft chords of musical harmony, all set against the heavier bass sound of my relentless journey across the sand was inspiring.
There was another sound. My breathing. It was loud and yet it had rhythm to it, even purpose as it drove my feet to create a beat of their own.
I listened to all of it. The fall of sand, the steady beat of my heart, the beat of the bird's wings coupled with its sweet notes.
There was an order to everything, a consistency of will. There was my will to move. The bird's ordered existence to fly and sing. The sand to act as sand. The sun to remain in its fixed progression across the sky. Nothing I saw or heard existed of itself. Far from it.
Everything was rather at play in a tandem array of intentionally purposed design. I hadn't designed myself, nor the bird itself, and yet everything around me flowed in harmony that was ever variable and always changing. Even changing as it was, it never outpaced the design which governed it.
Everything then must be subject to mastery. Mastery of a divine origin. It wasn't about control or me having mastery. Rather it was about El Elyon having mastery over His creation of which I was a part.
The mastery of self was in learning to give over mastery to the Master of all life. How long had I thought that I existed in and of myself, when in reality I had always been a part of all the divine design that was around me?
I'd been like one wheel of four on a wagon, loose on its axle, causing a dis-rhythm to the whole ride of the wagon. As a wheel I couldn't fix the problem, but rather I was reliant on the wheelwright to set my wheel into balance, even so I was reliant on El Elyon to set me right in life.
It wasn't about me being in control of anything, but rather me being reliant on El Elyon to keep my purpose for existence continuing on in the rhythm of all life. Wow!
This was really amazing. I turned to say as much to Kuri, but he wasn't there. Where was he?