Sunday, July 31, 2022

Radical cure...


The radical cure for

Suffering is to find that

No-thing shape-shifts 

As everything

And so an overall emptiness

Unexplainable and infinite

Arises as suffering for

No one...

The radical cure for suffering is to see that, like empty space, our essential nature of pure awareness does not know resistance, and thus does not know suffering.

— Rupert Spira

Saturday, July 30, 2022

If words appear..


If words appear

There can seem

An automatic

Separation and hiding

Of the dance in which

The words are engaged..

Words dancing

Are not two

Impossible paradoxes

And  a stunning


Friday, July 29, 2022

Self Inquiry and Straw Men..

Straw men..

Neti Neti

Is the call for

Denying all 

Appearances and

Finding nothing 


Labeling nothing

As true self

And basking on

The mountain top

But then

A return mergence 

With the valley

Appearances which

Earlier served as

Straw men..

Nothing wrong here

This story

This search for

Nothing and everything..

Is there a suggestion

For spontaneity...?

Thursday, July 28, 2022



Two perspectives

One of separation

The other wholeness..

Separation is readily 


But wholeness eludes..

Yet as

Separation appears

As wholeness

This paradox may

Wash away

All perspectives...


Wednesday, July 27, 2022





Are sometimes


Talked around..

They seem to

Hint separation..


Appearance of 


As already This

Seems to

Free up expression...

The solipsism trap...



Is an expansive

Thought of "me"

The separate me..


Me is all

Is everything..

Some paths 

Seem to fall into this

Solipsism trap...

Sunday, July 24, 2022

No Path...


No Path

Can appear as

Two paths:

Transcendence and


Outward and


Silence and


There seems

Two paths seeking

No Path..

A never-ending


Friday, July 15, 2022

A Jesus story...


This is one story

In an unending book

Of stories..

Here of Jesus

Others of 

You and me...

Wednesday, July 13, 2022

Thoughts that seek happiness...


The thought that seeks happiness is already made out of the stuff for which it is in search.— Rupert Spira

Saturday, July 9, 2022

"A must read.."


"A must read.."

So often appearing

As a prescription..

An assumption that

Searching is common

What I have just read

A startling new thing

And will be for you..

Futility is unleashed

This story of seeming

Unending beliefs of 

You and me and our


" A must read"

Seen as a story

May after all be



Thursday, July 7, 2022

Names of what cannot be named...


Names are called

For that which cannot

Be named..

Forming stories

Arising interpretations

Of that which cannot

Be named..

Amazing (or not) that

Names and their offspring

Are already

That which cannot

Be named...



This appears as





And as a 

Shift story

Seeming to explain

How one came

To This...

Wednesday, July 6, 2022

Awakening of Suzanne Segal...


The Awakening of Suzanne Segal

"I lifted my right foot to step up into the bus and collided head on with an invisible force that entered my awareness like a silently exploding stick of dynamite blowing the door of my usual consciousness open and off its hinges, splitting me in two. In the gaping space that appeared, what I had previously called "me" was forcefully pushed out of its usual location inside me into a new location that was approximately a foot behind and to the left of my head. "I" was now behind my body, looking out at the world without using the body's eyes."

"Instead of experiencing through the physical senses, I was bobbing behind the body like a buoy at sea, cut loose from sensory solidity, separated from and witnessing the body from a vast distance."

"I moved down the street like a cloud of awareness following a body that seemed simultaneously familiar and foreign. There was an incomprehensible attachment to that body, although it no longer felt like "mine"."

"In the midst of a particularly eventful week, I was driving north to meet some friends when I suddenly became aware that I was driving through myself. For years there had been no self at all, yet here on this road everything was myself, and I was driving through me to arrive where I already was. In essence, I was going nowhere because I was everywhere already. The infinite emptiness I knew myself to be was now apparent as the infinite substance of everything I saw.

Everything seemed much more fluent to me. The mountains, trees, rocks, birds, and the sky had lost their differences."

"When asked who I am,

the only answer possible is:

I am the infinite, the vastness

that is the substance of all things.

I am no one and everyone,

nothing and everything,

just as you are."

Monday, July 4, 2022

When the hurleyburley's done...


First Witch

When shall we three meet again —

In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

Second Witch

When the hurlyburly's done,

When the battle's lost, and won...

Fair is foul, and foul is fair

Hover through the fog and filthy air.

~~William Shakespeare, Macbeth

Typical analysis:  

The Witches' Question for Us

By giving the "Macbeth" witches their plot-pushing role in the play, Shakespeare is asking an age-old question: Are our lives already mapped out for us, or do we have a hand in what happens?

At the end of the play, the audience is forced to consider the extent to which the characters have control over their own lives. The debate over free will versus God's preordained plan for humanity has been debated for centuries and continues to be debated today.

Sunday, July 3, 2022

Illusion or not...



Seen as


Or not..

Not seems common

Illusion rarer..

No matter

Both are



A frightful edge...



As not-two

A seeming


A frightful


The two...

A story of resonance...


Of course

There is 

No separation

Or wholeness..

These words 

Used by a self

On a search

For  completion

Of it-self..

Yet these words

May comprise

A story of