Come Fully Alive Right Now … It Is All there Is
This moment’s current best understanding … (stand by for inevitable tweaks)
This we are is without boundaries, dimensions, edges or divisions. What we call life is attachment and all attachments are to a something, a person-place-thing that creates a boundary, a seeming separation of infinite aliveness. Beliefs (the core of attachment) require a temporary sacrifice of the experience of infinite aliveness because belief is a subject object dilemma, the very definition of separation, of two. The ideas of a self, of God, the idea of This we are, all are separation concepts. And yet … beliefs, attachments to a story, happen and that is not wrong. It too is part of the wholly alive. Stories arise. They are life taking form. It cannot be avoided. It can only be seen for what it is.
If I make you doubt the truth of your experience rather than abiding as awareness while you go deeper into your truth, I harm you. I take the Truth that is you and say, “This Truth you are … It is no good.” That is a lie against heaven. It is the fruit of the tree of good and evil … fix this, change that, not this … this fruit is spoiled by a mind that sees through the glass darkly … and even this lie is made of nothing but This we are. There is nothing but This.
Everything Is, Nothing Isn’t.
THIS creates each apparent moment and seeming choices arise. At its heart, the choice is to live in fear or love, within the mirage of beginnings and endings or in the precious aliveness of NOW — of awareness Itself.
Fear says no to life. Love says yes … I am here.
The pains of life provide the doorway for a homecoming that is filled with peace. When I am willing to be with my life, regardless of its contents, that doorway opens. Life’s love and pain is the price of entry.
Nothing is Real but Consciousness, Awareness aware of Itself, Experience experiencing, which is basically the entirety. It’s all real and yet none of it is real as we think. My acceptance of or resistance to my experience doesn’t change the fact that nothing is but This. Everything, even belief in any seeming truth is my mind’s musings, a tangle of invention, how the game is played in form. See that and I am free. Miss that and I will suffer and feel unfulfilled.
Fear is a teacher. I can run and hide, deny and pretend, or step directly in fear’s path. The option always exists to turn 180 degrees and face my fear. Doing so, brings me face to face with authentic experience instead of my story about my experience. Curiosity keeps me loose and flexible enough to engage ‘what is’ regardless of the contents. Seriosity is a signal that I am caught in the web of the mirage, defending, protecting, attempting to change and improve the mirage, lost in my identity. Seriosity gives me a serious case of heartburn.
Synchronicity is more than special moments. It permeates every experience and interaction. Together we are synchronicity playing, teaching, unfolding.
This finite form is an instrument for This I am to experience ItSelf. Life is the playground.
There is not two. There is only Love, only This, only Infinite Aliveness … and depending on integration, varying levels of beliefs in the illusion of a power other than This.
Amaya Gayle 