Monday, May 28, 2012


Stillness,  unmoving,  immutable.

Sitting on the back of a motorbike
Going 100 km an hour
Leaning in as the resistance is great.
And the wind is tugging.
Trying to tumble us.

And yet,  what I am is still.
Does not move.

The world  is passing by.
Swallowing up.
Scene after scene.
Coming and disappearing again.

Seen by what I am.
All moves in me.

Monday, May 21, 2012

Impediments ?

If you are looking for being on a high all day as your version of
enlightenment,  you better take some pills.

As far as i know it does not exist.
What goes up comes down.
Rather notice that all is happening in what you are.

You are that space in which all appears.
This is freedom from the relative.
Then anything and everything can happen and it is fine.
This includes death, depression and any kind of emotion.

I have known poverty and hunger, seen death and gone through separation and truly these are not an impediments to knowing who and what you are.

Do not be fooled by externals,  look,  notice that you are That
in which all takes place.

This is your true home,  your identity.
You are That.


Does it matter to the immaculate unknowable Something
that groggyness and dullness are here?
Does it make a dent in its unmoving nature to see
that there is a being busy with family stories?
Does this pristine aware unchanging space have an opinion
about the kind of food that is eaten or the kind of liquids
that are drunk?

It would not be freedom if there would be any condition, isn't it?

Its unconditional wholeness and includes all and everything.

All the stories of humanity are playing out in This as This.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Hit by the infinite

Dullness after waking up, as the night shift is in full swing. 
Cars are passing by the canal in front of the house.
A neighbor next door is talking to someone,
slams her door and runs down the stairs.
There is still daylight and i get ready for my shift.

A interview was done a few days ago,   it was unprepared,
spontaneous.  The first interview on this subject.
And the recognition that this aware space which is our
home,  our being,  our normal day to day awareness with all
that takes place becomes more alive,  happy,  flowing once
one talks about it.
As soon as you open your mouth and try to talk about the unspeakable
there is something of That which comes through.
It makes one happy to talk about it.   
It makes people happy to see and hear it.
Not because of the words,  it is because of the energy coming
The resonance.
That is why teachers talk,  and people go to satsangs and workshops.
To get hit by the infinite

Here is a link,  it is in Dutch.

Sunday, May 13, 2012


What we are is always already operating, in place.
Its already the immediate perception of what is.
Of what, at this moment takes place.
The immediate perception of the senses.
The noticing of thoughts and feelings.
Its already registering at every moment what is.
Moment by moment.
Already in place.
Information coming in.
Experiencing going on,
Now and now and now.

There is nothing in the way of this immediate functioning.
It is already the case.
For everybody.

We do not notice it much as all our attention goes into
believing the thoughts.
Goes into the idea of being a person.
And the functioning which is already going on is in the background.
Is on the back burner.
Hardly noticed.
But all the while already there.

And nothing stands in the way of noticing the immediate perception
Here and Now.
We do not have to meditate, stand on our heads, go to India.
It is already taking place.
Just have a look.
Notice it.


What is, is always, unchanged, unmoving, immediate, present and aware.
In This and as This all the drama's of the world are playing out.

This, what we are, what perceives, does not have preferences.
It notices preferences appearing.

This, perceiving something we are is choiceless.
But it notices choices being made.

This, present aware something is not a person.
But notices this pseudo identity playing its stories.
Notices the preferences, choices being made through this body mind set up which are part of the total drama of Life.

Perceiving everything that is happening is all there is to it.

Thursday, May 10, 2012


Friday, May 4, 2012

Who knows

There is no person doing anything.
Things are just happening.
Life expressing itself in this or that way.

Why is this not seen?

Also life just happening, playing the
game of not seeing It ( yet ?)

Will this ever be seen?

By whom?

Who knows.

Thursday, May 3, 2012