Effortless Order

or, Realizing Truth. or, Conscious Activism.

Anna Mercury
All Gods, No Masters

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A/N: These are preliminary fragments beginning what will become a book of sorts, through retelling and collaboration.

Photo by Bianka Thibeault-Langlois on Unsplash

In all of life, there is Order. There are no rules but the rules of Order. There are no laws but the laws of Order. Order prevails, in all things.

Order has been called the Way. It is not the Way of a road, but the Way that flowers bloom. The Way that rivers flow. The Way that trees sprout and grow and burn and fall. The Way we are. The river carves its way through rock for centuries on its course to reach the sea, for no purpose but this: that is just what rivers do, because that is just what rivers are.

It is the process of organic emergence – all things coming to be organically from what all things are. Order is harmonious. There is harmony within and between all things. All is in balance. Order is effortless, every part of existence finding its way, filling its place, following its course.

All is Order. Order is that which is. It has no beginning and no end. Nothing is outside the bounds of its harmony, its balance, its Way. When we know Order, we know this is true: all is in balance, all is in harmony, all is in Order.

But most of the time, our experience of life feels

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