Playground of Experiencing

I write because I write. The urge arises and writing commences. There is no need or desire to convince, not even belief that there is something to say of importance. Rarely is there a sense of where the writing is headed, what message it will portray. The words are not accompanied by hope to change …

Powerful or Powerless?

We don’t easily accept the reality of no free will. I’ve always known it was true although I didn’t quite understand how it could be. Observing my life, it sure looked like I had it, at the very least on occasion, but something within kept saying no even to that compromise. The idea of no …

A Subtle Difference

A smooth surface can be illusory. It is quite natural to mistake the stillness of the ocean as the end of life’s turbulence and its unsettled, heart piercing manifestation. It is also quite natural to encounter the messiness of life bubbling up from the ocean’s depths regardless of how enlightened one is. We may be …

Sleepy Time

How’s your sleep? Do you fall easily into the void at bedtime? Do you lay your head on the pillow and go out like a light? Can you enter into the Now so completely that nothing of this world remains? Or is it a little bit tougher for you? My body hasn’t quite caught up …

Remembrance

It does seem like humanity is waking up from the trance. At least, at times it does. 2020 has been a painful timeout for our world. Sometimes it feels like the trance is deeper, thicker, stickier. These are rugged times, not for wimps for sure. They are without doubt honing us in ways unimaginable, taking …

Hiding in Plain Sight

I love movies, especially sci-fi, although lately I’ve been enjoying a wide variety of films. Subtitled films are some of the best. They keep me so wrapped up in the words and visuals I easily space that I am watching a movie. I am instantly transported to Korea during the Joseon Dynasty, or I find …

The Bodhi Tree

Last night I was graced with crystal clear seeing of the twisted lie that is the separate self. It, as usual, came on the heels of hell night.   Yesterday started with a big bang – a body shock that set my world reeling. It was not the device implanted in my chest. It was …

Row, Row, Row Your Boat

Row, row, row your boat,gently down the stream,merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,life is but a dream. The children’s song was attributed to Eliphalet Oram Lyte long, long ago, back in 1881. Do you suppose he actually knew the truth of that which he wrote? How many times did I hear that song, did I sing that …

Enlightenment

Who is it but the errant one, the believer of lies who desires to see through the lies?  Who is it but the manufactured house of separation, the abode of misinformation who desires freedom from the separation? Who is it but the dream character dreaming the maze, mesmerized by the labyrinth and sleep walking through …

Of Sound Mind

“Being of sound mind there is nothing left to do. Life is what it is; I am what I am, so I revel in the now.” Looking for a cause in the causeless! Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive – to deceive myself that is! What a hoot! …

The Holy Grail

I love that point when amblings and ramblings are seen through, are seen as the penultimate in futility. It hails the crescendo of life’s symphony, the orgasm of orgasms that rebirths and reseats us as what we were before the first ‘me’ thought, our authentic Self. Life is so difficult. It offers joy and happiness …

The Uncertainty Factor

The uncertainty factor explains so much about these times we are living through. Those of us who have made our lives into a quest for freedom realized long ago that relocating our lives in uncertainty was a requirement. Any time we slipped back into knowing we felt a swift kick in the ass saying, “Hey, …

No Escaping This!

Years ago a teacher said that many would not make the shift. That sounded too much like Christian rapture theology to me so I closed my ears. Surely no one would be left behind. How could a loving God leave any of Itself behind? Wouldn’t that be impossible? Years later I was given the vision …

YES

“I did not come to teach you. I came to love you.” I saw this on a meme today and it stopped me in my tracks. What if instead of lesson after lesson, so many hard earned and painful, This That Is is simply loving us and it is only our resistance to love that …

In The World, Not Of It

To be in the world but not of it. My kingdom is not of this world. What are these actually saying to us? These words have been playing in my awareness for the last week or a bit longer and last night as I thought about the election it dawned on me that perhaps this …