Nocturn: Kate Bush and the nondual
For instance, the lyrics of Nocturn is a beautiful description of awakening to - or at least intuiting - Big Mind. God as all and ourselves as That.
Interpreting can only detract from it, but here is a go at it...
Nocturn
On this Midsummer night
Everyone is sleeping
We go driving into the moonlight
Could be in a dream
Our clothes are on the beach
These prints of our feet
Lead right up to the sea
No one, no one is here
No one, no one is here
We stand in the Atlantic
We become panoramic
No one is here - this probably means that there were no others there, but can also be seen as the realization that there is no "I" - there is no one here. I am gone, and there is only God. We become panoramic - the world world is within us.
We tire of the city
We tire of it all
We long for just that something more
Yes, a longing for discovering our true nature. As that which is, with no "I" anywhere. As consciousness and all its manifestations.
Could be in a dream
Our clothes are on the beach
The prints of our feet
Lead right up to the sea
No one, no one is here
No one, no one is here
We stand in the Atlantic
We become panoramic
The stars are caught in our hair
The stars are on our fingers
A veil of diamond dust
Just reach up and touch it
The sky’s above our heads
The sea’s around our legs
In milky, silky water
We swim further and further
The universe happens within and as us, and the stars are caught in our hair and the stars are on our fingers. The can be seen as a beautiful expression of the play of the absolute and relative, as ourselves as Big Mind and a human self.
We dive down... We dive down
A diamond night, a diamond sea
and a diamond sky...
When the realization of no "I" pops, there is indeed a diamond quality to it all. It is brilliantly clear, stainless.
We dive deeper and deeper
we dive deeper and deeper
Could be we are here
Could be in a dream
It came up on the horizon
Rising and rising
In a sea of honey, a sky of honey
A sea of honey, a sky of honey
And here is the bliss that comes with an awakening. The sea and sky of honey that comes with the release from the previous contractions.
The chorus:
Look at the light, all the time it’s a changing
Look at the light, climbing up the aerial
Bright, white coming alive jumping off of the aerial
All the time it’s a changing, like now...
All the time it’s a changing, like then again...
All the time it’s a changing
And all the dreamers are waking
Finding ourselves as the ground, as that from and as the world of form arises, as emptiness dancing, we see clearly how the world of form is always changing. And there is no need to hold onto anything.
This is the dreamers waking. And each one of us is the dreamer waiting to awaken.