Slicing Twoworlds

This morning in the solitude of shaping space, with dark clouds overhead and the threat of downpour, I pondered the state of Twoworlds. Within my solitude I could see wonder and mystery intersecting with purpose, love, and joy. Not exactly sure how far to pursue my line of thinking I went back to my wonders on my walk through Twoworlds. Rain had created an aura of a changing world, a world shrouded in glistening beauty that would only last for a short time. In our world of time change is inevitable, but necessary. In our world of personal space change is inevitable, but necessary. As I was at the point of finishing my walk through the back alley of time for this passing moment I started wondering about my slicing through twoworlds and what it meant. Living in the arena of twoworlds, the world of time and the world of eternity has always had its dangers. Adventure seems to be the norm living in Twoworlds.
Reality is spent looking through windows from different perspectives. My cat has different windows she likes to stare out. At the same time staring out there is a passion in her to engage the reality outside the window, whether it be bird, cat or other moving subject. In twoworlds I am looking out different windows and spend more time wondering about the outside than engaging the outside. In shaping my space I have created boundaries that discourage my slicing Twoworlds. Yet I am here to function in engaging reality, embracing change in Twoworlds. How am I engaging the world I see outside the windows I face. How am I shaping my space in such a way as a learner in time and eternity. I think it was st Jerome who said 'Let us learn upon earth those things which can prepare us for heaven.' This idea of being prepared for earth and prepared for heaven. This idea of slicing twoworlds has to do a lot with learning and change.