Dark Brooding Silence

There is peace lying awake at night, 
not wanting anything to be different.
Getting familiar and friendly 
with the dark brooding silence, 
and the sensations and stirrings in the body. 

There is peace being taken over by the dynamics of life,
not wanting anything to be different.
As one activity after another asks for attention
Noticing that the response comes up
spontaneous and effortless.


Being and Flowing 
with what is 
without resistance 
is happiness
and our true nature.
 

Yesterday night
the large booming sound of a bird.  
The first time.

A Mottled Wood Owl 
has been seen
in the area.

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We are thrown into this amazing world.
Into this marvelous human body.

Arriving here in an unknowing knowing wonder.

All the senses registering what presents itself.

Baby's eyes open.
Still pools of reflection.


Then growing up,
increasingly in a bewildered realisation.

Becoming aware 
of the energetic confinement 
of assumptions.

We start to bump into things.

The body which was first a portal of exploration
now our interface with the world.

We have taken on an identity.
Limiting ourselves to the flesh 
and the ideas we have
about ourselves 
and the world.

Do we realize how many concepts we have
taken on unquestioningly?

Are we aware that we are 
not what we think,
what we feel,  
what we perceive?

That we are 
not our memories 
our ideas 
and our character?


Are we aware that we are just the noticing
of This very moment?




Everything else is an add on.

Apps which have been 
downloaded without
discrimination.

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Open the portals of perception.

Pure and Simple.

The Freedom of being Nothing and None.