So I stole this from Pema Chodran actually, “Chaos should be considered good news.”  And it is a fabulous meditation today.  I hear this also in the Tao: The Master know the world is forever out of control, so she just does her job and let’s go.”

Chaos is growth, green, tangled swamp briar bush messes.  It is covered with green in the spring, berries in the fall, and hoards of crows scream chaos from the trees.  Chaos brought the biggest bang and Poof!  Humans were slowly spawned into the galaxy.

Art comes from chaos–from that murky molasses of emotion that pushes against my heart in the morning before I write, before the artist picks up a brush.  It is the spark of life.

I call on Ganesha, who stands at the Gate of Chaos and laughs at the swirling swing rock music of the universe.  He grabs the world by one of his million arms and does his dervish dance for me.