Friday, September 23, 2022

Not knowing..

 













Not knowing

Anything really

Because the things

We thought

We knew..are

Empty things

Expressing

Emptiness..

Appearances 

Which proclaim

A feeling of

Freedom...

 

bounded...

 













Bounded

Circumscribed

Bordered

Are stories

Imagined

Appearing

Passed down

From past

Ages..

Stories which

Are freedom

Already...

Thursday, September 22, 2022

Birth and death..

 













Birth and death

Markings of separation

Take place in time

Inevitable as

Everybody knows

In clock time's script..

This is the illusionary 

Transcription of

Birth/death

Simultaneity

Without 

Weight and fear...


Wednesday, September 21, 2022

Teaching...

 











The teacher's 

Dilemma:

The stories in  the

Curriculum

Are already nothing..

So..really there is

Nothing to teach...


Everybody knows..(Leonard Cohen

 










"Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows."

Monday, September 19, 2022

AI...

 













AI (Artificial Intelligence)

The complaint 

Is that

The artist is

Missing and

The art

Simply appears..

Well...?

Wednesday, September 14, 2022

With his passing...

 











With his passing

We remember times of

Our families together..

Those youthful sounds 

Crying and laughter

Working and caring 

And tasting of joy

In the wild beauty of

Foggy Mt. Tam..

These are permanent

Etchings in this

Moment of grief 

Which will yield

As the days gather

To wondrous memories

In  Life never ending...

~~Charlie Coon

Freedom felt...

 













Freedom 

Can be felt

With resonant

Appearances..

Which 

Although empty

Are vibrant with

Life...

"" Wondrous Pseudoreality""

 












"Wondrous Pseudoreality"



So many people come to the realization that self is a mental fabrication. Very very few realize that there are no things or non things.

And unfortunately I know several people who have come to the realization that there is no self and walk around saying that they don't exist. They have no opinions or beliefs and are simply non-people now.
There was a beautiful Sage who wrote a post saying
"I remember the days when I used to be a person and I had friends etc."
And all I could say is that after the shift is the only time I ever got real friends real intimacy.
She said friends are people you hang out with and talk late into the night and tell your deepest hopes and fears to and dreams about the future
And I said 'I never had friends like that'
And yet many many people love her and I love her writing as well, but I can hear so many people saying oh I can't wait until I am no longer a self
Until I have no friends
Until there is no desire
Until I can spend a year in absolute silence...
All of this perpetuates the common misunderstanding that enlightenment means that you escape or leave your beautiful humanness. That you will never feel pain or sorrow or joy or love again. All feelings continue somewhat as they did before except they are felt truly deeply because they're not happening to anyone. Also there's no urge or desire at all to reign them in
to label them
to figure out why they're there
to try to change them or erase them.
You find that life is embracing you as you are embracing it. Infinitely wondrously intimate always.
It's like you are the knowing that you exist only as a dream character in this dream life in this wondrous pseudoreality where love and beauty flourish.

~~Nancy Neithercut

Saturday, September 10, 2022

Wednesday, September 7, 2022

Cleaning the slate..

 













Cleaning the slate

Is the advice of some

Teachers non-dual..

But there is no slate

Or cleaner of same..

But it may be

The cleaner and slate

And the teacher are

Simultaneously 

Flushed away which

May be a frightening 

Or a happy ending to

This teacher story...


Chaos and order are not 2...

 



























Chaos
Is the unknown..
The attempt to
Understand is
Searching and finding
Many orders of 2:
Subject and object
Inner and outer..
There seems no end
To the orders of 2
But seeking persists
Until the appearance
Of chaos as order
Not two
The reign of unknowing
For no one...

Shutting eyes to reality...

 




















Seeing
The miraculous in
Everything
Apparently depends
On the death of the
Autonomous one...





The worst is not death but being blind, blind to the fact that everything about life is in the nature of the miraculous. The language of society is conformity; the language of the creative individual is freedom. Life will continue to be a hell as long as people who make up the world shut their eyes to reality. 

~~Henry Miller
(Book: Stand Still Like the Hummingbird)

Tuesday, September 6, 2022

Much ado about nothing..

 











Much ado 

About nothing..

The much ado

Is the stage play 

Life appearing 

On a stage..

Nothing appearing

As the characters on

No stage at all..

Yet we on the stage

Seeking escape from

Tragi-comic scripts

Seeking desperately

For Nothing

Appearing as 

Much ado...


(Crediting the

originator of

Much Ado!)

The story is permission...

 













The story

Can seem as 

Permission..

The story need be

Recognized as story

Which finds freedom 

For no one..

Expression allowed

Without worry of 

Correctness..as

Enforced by

Non-dual police..!

The worry is

Found as

One more story..

Permission..ahhh

A pass for 

Easy breathing...

Friday, September 2, 2022

Beliefs from someone else..

 


















We think we are free
But alas..as long as
Separation and autonomy
Are sown into our 
Cloak of beliefs
We are borrowers
Accumulators
Of beliefs not our own..
Freedom eludes..
Freedom is felt when
It is found that these
Borrowings are also
Expressions of
Indefinable Freedom...







You think you are free, but there probably isn’t a gesture, a thought, an emotion, an attitude, or a belief in you that isn’t coming from someone else. Isn’t that horrible? And you don’t know it. A mechanical life has been stamped into you.
You feel pretty strongly about certain things, and you think it is you who are feeling strongly about them, but are you really? It’s going to take a lot of awareness for you to understand that perhaps this thing you call 'I' is simply a conglomeration of your past experiences, your conditioning, and your programming.
That’s painful. In fact, when you’re beginning to awaken, you experience a great deal of pain. It’s painful to see your illusions being shattered. Everything that you thought you had built up crumbles - and that’s painful.
Anthony de Mello

Tuesday, August 30, 2022

Stories..

 













Stories 

Are appearances

Of wholeness 

Which when believed

As separate 

And connected

Are illusions..

That seems as

Another story

Which it is..

But perhaps the

Paradox of it all

Might resonate...


Sunday, August 28, 2022

Resonating stories..

 













Resonating stories..

Everything is a

Story..including this

Story about everything..

It seems there is

No escape from

Stories..stories 

About stories about..

Yet..a story may 

Contain a puzzle

Which feels like a

Story which cannot

Be told...

Saturday, August 27, 2022

Seeing illusion...

 













"Me"

Is an illusion

Until seen

As an illusion..

The illusion is

Seen as nothing

Being me..

Separation 

Seen through..

This is an

Illusory story

Which may

Resonate...

Danger..or freedom...

 











The emptiness

Of everything

Feels like

Danger..

Or freedom...

Thursday, August 25, 2022

The smile..

 


The smile..

Only that

Twice

An eating place

A goodbye

Smile..

A short story

Fading..

Etched...

Wednesday, August 24, 2022

This terrible Love...a review...

 















My Amazon Review...

Yes...The terrible and the sweet!  It all feels like love.  When the 

illusion of separation ends, a newness,  a " non duality dreamlife"

 unfolds.  This is the beauty which lies at the core of  this exciting 

new book by Miranda Warren.  Miranda is a young woman who 

"awakened" to non-duality in her early twenties.  It is amazing to 

contrast her experience with very many "searchers," needing

many more years for such a "shift of perception."    Miranda 

describes her early experience, with a particular teacheras an

immediate appreciation for  a teacher who does not promise 

false hope.  The discovery is that there is none  teaching, and 

no one being taught.  No separation at all!   Just life and the 

wind speaking..! Miranda says she felt as if "the ship hit an 

iceberg, the asteroid smashes into the earth, and something 

changes forever."  There was the realization that just removing the 

"3D glasses," which all of us wear,  reveals the illusionary nature 

of separation.  This book is her description of the life experiences 

(a non duality dreamlife) of Miranda as a dancer,  retreat 

facilitator, and friend of a cow (!),  as well as her relationships 

with "others,"  including her parents.    Exquisite writing which

may inspire many...





Tuesday, August 23, 2022

Call it a story..

 













Call it a story

A story among stories

And freedom blooms..

A story known as story

No right or wrong

All words are go...


It doesn't 

Make sense..

That's the

Freedom...

Black hole..

 












Black hole..

No things enter or leave

No-thing..so

Black hole appears as

Galaxy and universe and

Many potatoes..and us..

Everything..

A story to behold

By no one

aka..the BH...


Black holes

Appear as life

It is all  black hole..

Separation is 

Swallowed  in

This story  of

Crushed illusion...



Monday, August 22, 2022

Dancing with the stars...

 














Knowing a story 

As a story

(And everything is a story)

Is the paradoxical

Knowing which might

Remove imaginary 

Prison bars..

Scripture and history

And my life story

Are freed to dance

With the stars..!!

Nothing without exception..

 













All is nothing

Nothing and everything

Are not-two..

Somehow this brief

Story resonates with

Many who claim to

Have experienced a 

Shift of perception..

The story includes

What seems obvious

That the individual 

Also carries the 

Not-two label..

Nothing without

Exception..

Feels like death

And freedom...


Sunday, August 21, 2022

Old and New...

 












Old and New..

A new story:

A shift in perspective 

Old perception of separation

Springs to a

New resonance with Wholeness..

Wholeness includes

All stories of 

God and Christ and reconciliation

And you as a sinner...



16 So from now on we regard no one from a worldly point of view. Though we once regarded Christ in this way, we do so no longer.17 Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come:[a]The old has gone, the new is here! 18 All this is from God, who reconciled us to himself through Christ and gave us the ministry of reconciliation: 19 that God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ, not counting people’s sins against them. And he has committed to us the message of reconciliation. 20 We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us. We implore you on Christ’s behalf: Be reconciled to God. 21 God made him who had no sin to be sin[b] for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.

~~2 Corinthians


18 “Forget the former things;
    do not dwell on the past.
19 See, I am doing a new thing!
    Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
    and streams in the wasteland.

~~Isaiah 43: 18, 19


Saturday, August 20, 2022

Light and darkness..

 










Light and darkness..

Light appears as incomplete

And is named darkness..

This illusory story unfolds

With journeying and seeking

To locate and claim 

The lost light of wholeness..

A story without ending

Or beginning...

Crucifying..


 











A simple story:

Crucifying

Beliefs of separation

Exposes the paradox: 

Emptiness and

Everything are

Not-two..


Thursday, August 18, 2022

Everything is empty..

 











Everything is empty

Emptiness

Appears as a truck

As a wild flower

As a dancer

As water and wine..

As each is empty

Each may appear as

The empty other..

Emptiness appearing

As empty..

Everything is empty...!

Sunday, August 14, 2022

The wholeness questions..

 













The wholeness questions..

Most apparently see life

As disconnected..separate..

Talk of illusion

Is quickly dismissed..

A few may pause

When questioned thus:

  How might wholeness seem..with

  No time and space

  No autonomous persons

  No locations

  No "others"

  No happenings..

These questions stall the mind

And spontaneously

Not-knowing may  

Paradoxically flash

For no-one..

Freedom 

Illuminated...


Imprisoning appearances...

 













Appearances

All of them

Imprison when

Not appearing as

Empty...

Saturday, August 13, 2022

Appearance..

 











Appearance..

This word finds usage

As the impossible

Paradoxical label

For Nothing..

For all which seems

A world of objects

Yet is nothing..

There may be  

Resistance to this

Label as a death 

Knell..as a ghostly

Remnant of what

I know I am...


Suppose a new label

"Potato" for example

Is used for the

Paradoxical

World of objects..

Perhaps resistance

Would then find

This earthy vegetable

A distortion of what

I know I am...😎

Friday, August 12, 2022

Emerson Rad...

 



















NOTHING HAS EVER HAPPENED

THE EXISTENCE OF THE NON-EXISTENCE /THE UNREAL REALITY

NO ONE IS TALKING TO YOU

THE DIRECTNESS OF NO-THING

THE COMPASSIONATE SLAP

THE FUNERAL 

THE UN-BIRTHING

ALREADY UNDONE

THE UNREMEMBERED TIME OF TIMELESSNESS

UTOPIA WITHOUT A YOU

THIS IS THE EXIT SIGN

I  AM ANONYMOUS RECOVERY (Apparently)


THE AWARENESS HOAX

THIS IS THE GOLDEN PHENOMENA

THE DOWNFALL

THE FINAL MEETING

Thursday, August 11, 2022

A flummoxing paradox....

 













Resonance

Is not-knowing

Seeming to know..

An intuitive spontaneity

Often responding to

A flummoxing paradox

Signifying

Nothing...

Sunday, August 7, 2022

Remission..


 












Remission

There is speaking of

Remission of sins

The removal of what

Is already illusory

And whole...




Paradoxes can resonate...

 











Happiness and desire are not two

As Nothing and everything are not two..

No separation

Paradoxes can resonate...





Happiness appears as desire when it is veiled; desire is revealed as happiness when it is fulfilled.

— Rupert Spira


Saturday, August 6, 2022

The significance of nothing..

 













The significance of 

Nothing..

Nothing is a word

A story by itself

A thought of no-thing..

It appears as an 

Appearance of everything 

Dissolving separation's hold..

This illusionary story

May feel like freedom 

May resonate..or not...