Sunday, April 23, 2017
in my experience..
there is no arrival.
A place where suddenly all is miracle and happiness
for ever after.
If there is one thing permanent it is impermanence.
Things are always in flux,
on the way to become something else.
Seasons, tides, moods, bodies, climate, political landscapes.
Name anything at all, you can be sure it is in process.
There can be processes of unveiling:
things getting clearer, awakenings,
Or processes of veiling:
emotional upheavals, life's demands,
Alzheimer and slow decay.
And those will change again
for better or worse.
The search for permanent happiness,
( what enlightenment is often associated with )
is in many of us a wish to escape.
Not having the willingness, courage or strength to cope
with what is showing up in our lives.
as a suggestion...
maybe become interested in that which perceives all this?
Who is it that watches the show of sense perceptions
always happening now?
And only now.
Who or what is taken in by the story line of me?
The thoughts and feelings coming up and appropriated by
an identity around which we have given
the importance of my life.
And which propels us in a time line of past and future.
Away from right now.
Find out what remains when you realize that
personal identity is a loosely worn jacket.
Who and what are you right now without thinking about it?
Thursday, April 6, 2017
We, as life living through our body and mind, are capable of the amazing feature of forgetting our true nature.
And instead identify with character, body appearance, history, religious and national traits.
The vastness of life is taking itself to be a temporary manifestation.
Which carries with it instantly the fear of extinction.
Because what is temporary will one day stop.
And if we identify with what is limited and transitory
we believe that we will one day cease to exist.
While in truth we are eternal.
We are life,
for a while living in the story where we
currently are finding ourselves.
And after knowing who we truly are, the story does not stop.
We do not become suddenly empty headed nobodies
floating in an imaginary infinite.
After all what we are is not sterile and removed from life.
We are this life with everything which presents itself.
We only have stopped limiting ourselves to be this or that.
We are all of it.
We are the ocean and the waves.
Once we know ourselves to be everything and ever present,
no matter what shows itself at any given moment,
we can start to appreciate the richness of life.
For instance the amazing functioning intelligence of the body.
If the belief in our story weakens,
if we unwind the personal traits and trails of identity
locked and stored in the tissues and cells
we might hear the voice of the body.
A very quiet voice.
Or spiritual goals..
Just the natural functioning of the body.
With a wisdom so simple,