Any practice is the practice of the limited mind. Of course it is, the unlimited has no need of practice. Does that mean that all practice is egoic and should be stopped? No. If that were true nobody would ever move off the couch. Change is a’happening here on planet earth. It’s a given. It …
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What’s the Point?
What’s the point? Enlightenment, awakening seem to be the rage, ideas of them anyway. But really, what’s the point? Does it matter if we simply live our lives as normal everyday humans or go on the grand quest for enlightenment? Is one better than the other? In order for there to be a better choice …
Being Someone
When the idea of being someone dies When all you were is a blur all you hoped for lived your life for a hot bubbling blister on the sidewalk of life When you see so clearly that seeing feeling being wipes out all reference points for what was When hopes of healing of escape worthiness …
Spring Forth
This, right here, is your life. Sinking deeply into now, here, into life as it is, liberating all hopes for it to be anything else, you are free. Freedom cannot hold out for something new, for anything better or it is not free. It imprisons itself with the surviving optimism. Have you noticed the habit, …
The Essential Conversation
The Essential Conversation A: If This is all there IS, that means my will has never existed, that Its will has always been in charge. Y: Does that mean I am a puppet of This, will-less and flopping in the breeze on the stage of life? A: No. It’s worse than that … and better …
Is Thought the Problem?
What if thought isn’t the problem? What if thought doesn’t create good or bad? We’ve been conditioned to believe that thought creates our experience of the world and to carefully watch what we think. What a heavy load to carry — a cross of immense proportions. What if it doesn’t? What if the thoughts aren’t …
Center Stage
The idea that I am not, God Alone Is, used to leave me both free and a bit depressed. The depressed mind, that snippet of mind that still clung to individuality, realized that while it was good news and let me off the hook entirely, also interpreted that to mean I would dissolve into the …
The Gate
What is the sound of a tree falling without the ear to hear it, or at least a mechanical ear, a sound recorder? What is the sparkle of starlight without an eye to perceive it? Does one exist without the other? They are intimately woven together. The idea of one without the other is a …
No Past, No Future
There is no past. There is no future. These aren’t just words. They don’t point to something at a mysterious or quantum level. They are much more valuable than nearly all words in any language but you need to go deeper than a mental understanding to grok what they offer. You have to go into …
Broken
I am broken. Profoundly broken. Humpty Dumpty broken. Having seen through the veils of separation, rather than a life of bliss, I find my inherent brokenness — that which I ran from, that which pushed me into self sacrifice and sucked out all that I was — still here, the same but different. I taste …
I Exist
I am. That is undeniable and yet it felt in the beginning like I am not. The I that is not, that seemed to have disappeared, is what many call an ego. It is not gone, non-existent, rather is it filling its intended role instead of wreaking havoc, creating veils, pushing itself to fix, change …
I’m Sorry
Love means never having to say you’re sorry.” Do you remember that quote? Does understanding the perfection of our experiences, that everything happens as it does and that we learn and grow from it as we can in the moment, mean that we forgo the shared connection, that we overlook the cry of pain? Even …
Real or Not Real?
I cannot do. I cannot not do. Amaya does what she does. She fascinates me. She has no control over what she does or doesn’t do. She isn’t doing her life — This Is. Amaya is the illusion of a somebody. This illusion allows for the playing of the game: no gamepiece, no movement around …
WHO ARE YOU? Who cares? Who are you anyway? Thoughts don’t think. Emotions don’t feel. Sensations don’t hurt, don’t heal. Who hurts?Who suffers?Who believes anything? Isn’t it simply another thought that says, I thought that? Isn’t it just one more thought that takes an emotion and makes it into something other than a passing fancy …
A Dream in GodMind
Tears are running down my cheeks. God, I love life. I read this quote, “If you could see your whole life start to finish, would you change anything?” With that simple question I dropped to my knees. There is nothing I would change, nothing I could change in this holy hologram, and knowing that, accepting …
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