It is perfect.
It is perfect and yet our eyes alone cannot reveal this perfection to us.
It is perfect and yet no matter how long and how hard we analyze, calculate, and attempt to measure what is here we will still never succeed in fully understanding.
There are many things we sometimes call perfect. Man made wonders of the world, magnificent monuments created by nature, and also those who have lived impeccable lives devoted to transforming the world, and have in some mysterious way have uplifted our own lives as well. All things, places, people, and experiences that can help us transcend, above and beyond where we currently find ourselves, can be perceived as being perfect to us.
This morning as the early chaos and energy of setting up the start of the Self-Transcendence gradually settled down I became aware of just how perfect it all was here. Not that I could see it, and, not that in my mind I could understand all the whys and wherefores of just why this was so.
It was something that I was feeling within. As I looked at all those who were about to run, or to help in some small way, or were just there to watch and cheer, I knew they all were feeling this same thing. This sweet inner experience that communicated that all of us can and will transcend ourselves sooner than we can ever imagine.

It is not new to this race. I am quite certain that 17 years ago it was also this same way. But no, that is not quite correct. My belief is in fact that this perfection, which is part and part and parcel of this Self-Transcendence 3100 mile race has just continued to expand each and every year that it has been run. Its inner brilliance, illuminating in a subtle and sometimes bold and very clear way all those, who have not just found themselves on the starting line, but also who feel and identify in whatever way they can with what happens here, no matter where they are.
It is an event that has a unique way of embracing and captivating all those who are drawn to it. This morning, the first of many more to come, was just a wake up call to me. For a brief moment it was as though the clouds, that obscure the highest mountain peaks, had swept away and I could see the very summit. A startling and vibrant reminder that it is we ourselves who believe and create the barriers to the heights we all have within us. That the self-transcendence road is one that we all share and must take together.
* A special thanks to all those who have come back to experience and enjoy the race, through this blog*
True,
Nothing human is perfect.
But it is we
Who have to make everything human
Divine and perfect.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, Part 176, Agni Press, 1993



























