Rock 'n Roll

 

Step back.
Step back.

Back from the motivations to act. 

From the identification with the 
swirling thoughts 
and lingering feelings
passing by like buses and cars in
front of our window.

Back from everything 
which defines us as a person. 

Step back from everything which tells us 
that we are limited and separate.

Step back just a little while 
as if it is a game we play.



When we came into the world, we played
the game of being the little child
because we so much needed to please.
 Our survival depended on it.
 


 After playing the game of being this little girl or boy
for some time we forgot that it was just a game,  
because no one told us otherwise.

And with this forgetting we lost home, 
not knowing any more who we truly are. 

Instead, we identified with this pseudo-identity
always sensing something is not quite right,
something is missing,
something is wrong.

And as everyone else, 
we started to look
somewhere else for completion.
Relationships,  work,  money,  enlightenment, 
cats and dogs, children, cigarettes, 
sex and drugs and rock and roll.

Anything at all to fill up the hole 
created by this misidentification.


We lost sight of the simple fact of being.

Unconditionally present.

Always here and now.

And more intimate than our own breath.


Step back. 

And see what is always present already..