Run

These last weeks there have been quite some 
discussions in ND circles on the internet 
about teachers charging money

for satsangs and retreats.

I was wondering why we make such an issue out of it. 

When a robber on the street assaults you, he might say: 

‘Your money or your life.’

Someone who gives satsangs has even more to say to that:

‘Your money and your life.’  

If one is willingly going to satsang knowing fully 

well what is at stake:  your life  

( after all you are asked to see through the illusion of 

the person you believe yourself to be )   

and you are willingly sacrificing this life,   

what is the big deal of a little money next to that.

It pales in comparison to what you are asked to give up.

Actually a person going to satsang 
is coming for his/her own death.

If you think about it is crazy.  
Who wants that?

Really, a sane person would stay away 
from Nonduality, from satsangs.   

You are asked to give up everything.

The person will never get This.

The person has to die....  

Its only through Grace that 
something of a shift takes place. 

And after the shift happens it leaves 
one disoriented, empty and bewildered.

If you want my advice: 
stay away from Nonduality and teachers. 

Keep your money and run.

Run for your life...    ;-)

Shift happens

Its strange to write about this.
It feels impossible to put in words,  
as it is so subtle
that one is not sure if it is true,  
or one just imagines everything.

Since some days after intense questioning something shifted.

Before there was the awareness 
of not being a person,
but somehow it still felt localized.

 ( Like the felt sense of a formless something
    floating in spacious awareness.)

This 'new' thing is just Nothing at all, 
so if i am not kept busy, or going on into habits, 
i just stare into space.

Sitting in front of a plate of food,  
hardly knowing what to do with it,
like everything stops.

Nothing makes sense,  it is dream like.
Looking at something and it feels you fall into it.
Dissolving into what is.
It is a disorienting 
and makes one a bit dizzy at times.

Yesterday morning on waking up 
going for a walk.

Discovering that the felt sense of the body had disappeared.
The way the body was perceived before in the way 
the muscles were holding the posture was gone.
Amorphous.
No felt difference with the surroundings.

Also the vitality has changed.
A walk would be with some sense of purpose and
going somewhere,  some energy with which to do this.
Now walking goes slower with no purpose.  
Everything slowed down.
And at times presence stops everything.

But then also life just goes on,  
picks up the person and moves it 
around in a reasonable fashion.
And when i am with people, 
normal responding is going on.

At times the  mind comes in and 
chatters and jabbers away about it all.
Trying in vain to make sense of it. 

And of course in the end 
Nothing happens anyway ;-).

Absolutely

Everything is absolutely relative,
Except the Absolute itself of course.
And as the Absolute is not a thing
and cannot be objectified,
even that statement is false.
In the end, ( and in the beginning as well )
one is lost for words...

And... if the Absolute is all there is,
it includes everything and definitely
anything relative
or relevant, 
or irrelevant
or trivial
or totally outlandish
or anything invented,
thought about,
useless
sublime
or otherwise.

And anyway its all the Absolute
doing everything
as everything
as there is nothing else
apart from This.

All the discarded
and unwanted things, 
we prefer not to see, 
to look away from.
All the ugly sights and sites,  
          sigh...
Never ever anything outside
of what is.
But on the other side..

All things beautiful and marvelous
just as well.

Absolutely