Grab one word..

Simply

stories may

resonate as

simply

Freedom~~

Grab

one word and

that one may

write a

story~~

AI

puts words 

and their

narratives in

a placeless

place~~

Nothing

is and is not

perfect~~

Appearances

everywhere and

somewhere~~

We

only know

stories

but a story

may pop up

ripping up our

assumptions~~

Emptiness already~~

 

From

a narrated image

arises another story

a paradox

of spring and

a flash of

emptiness already~~

Wholeness expressing~~

 

Appearances

of difficulty 

pain and sorrow

may seem as a

nod to separation

in a story which

can only be told

by an expressing

Wholeness~~

Dancing words~~

 

Paradox

lines up as:

Inexpressible

expressing~

Unknowable

knowing~

Unconditional

conditioning~

Two words 

chosen and

dancing in

like manner~~

Presence presents~~

 

Presence

presents as 

everything

something and

nothing~

Nothing

presents as

everything

something and

presence~

Word shift~~

Paradox again~~

 

The

paradox seems as

a joining of what

also seems an

impossibility~~

A story which may

glide freely~~

Nothing between..

What's

between is

nothing~

That is

between each word

and its opposite~

It may seem

these are Between's

two appearances~~

Mapping the Territory..

 

Sometimes

the non dual exposure

settles into fixities

with words holding

and detections of

slight separation

brings on the 

orthodoxy police~

That seems the

downside without

the "discovery" that

words do not map

the Territory~~

Spring always comes~

 

Nothing

on offer~

A speaker's refrain

diverting attention

from expectations

to immediately offer

what is already

Nothing~~

Or~

A cute saying

raising curiosity 

of a meaning not present~~

"I"

a name 

for a separate one

and luggage~

An absent center

appearing to haul

treasures and trash

decorating the 

"I" ~~

Fort Fisher

and spring

its coming

as always 

in the midst of

what may seem

to deny its

coming~~

Unmoving

assumes moving

the oppositional dance

which words orchestrate~

However

with nothing between

the seeming oppositions

the dance appears as

empty dancing~~

The miracle of spring~

 

Spring

is the unfolding

awakening to light

as darkness and light

appear to separate

and present the miracle of

spring~~

Scrolling~searching

 

Scrolling

is searching

to find what

with effort is

there for knowing~

But really to find

an end of a journey~

The end story 

being hidden in 

never-ending

Scrolling~~

With a reminder~

 

There seems

a place over there

for an observer to

find delight and horror~

The separation appearing

in this story marks it

as a story~

With a reminder that

separation and stories

are synonymous~~

The Road~~

 

The

Road to

Now-here~~. 

(Jane Parry photo)

The other..the paradox..

The other

immediately recalls

separation and

no-separation..

Appearance

of the words may 

suggest rejection or

paradox...

Bottomless~~

 

Bottomless

utterances 

arise and express

as nothing~

A free-fall it has been called

which may imply handholds

but there is no one to fall~

Free-fallers are discoverers

in stories grasping to

express what is 

Bottomless~~

I announce the great individual, fluid as Nature, chaste, affectionate, compassionate, fully armed; I announce a life that shall be copious, vehement, spiritual, bold, And I announce an end that shall lightly and joyfully meet its translation.

~~Walt Whitman

Droplets of nothing~

Words

are droplets

of nothing

Attempting 

to bridge

the gaps between

which are not there~

Yet the story is told

with a magic touch~~

Vagueness~

 

Vagueness

boundaries blurred

inviting the imagination

to find a narrative

a clarity to appearance

to draw boundaries

and apply names~

Stories pop up

with a sigh of relief~~

Seeds of destruction~~

 

AI

a vast collector

of stories 

and algorithms which

can impressively 

gather and present

seemingly anew~

On steroids we might say

but AI seems to lack

the seeds of its own

destruction~~

Chipped paint~

 

Blemishes

breaks and chipped paint

and other imperfections

suggest repairs disturbing

what is perfect already:

perfect imperfection~~

Baggage~

 

Baggage

carries our story

drawing us in to

pleasant places

and lasting burdens~

We appear to favor

joining our story~~

The character~~

 

A story

features a character

an actor with trappings

not separate from 

the flowing scenery~  

A character may

be shocked to discover

she is a character

and the story may 

seem to bend~~

Not present~

Of course

these are stories 

seeming to revolve 

around a separate self 

who is not present~~

Musings on Section #3 of Song of Myself~~

Everything

appears as

what seems happening~

and anything appearing

is everything~

This is not

a conclusion of learning

but is obvious

to the learned or unlearned~

seeming as equality

and unconditional love~

I and the mystery are not two~

"Lack one lacks both"

Divisions are vexing

when all appearing

is perfect equanimity~

these words may 

reflect satisfaction~~

Satisfaction

can arise as words

appearing as vexing

or as perfect equanimity~

Unconditional love

and equality may arise

as obvious to both

the learned and unlearned~

What seems specific

and oppositional

are expressions of

everything~

Satisfaction

an inexplicable word

seems to arrive with

an end to separation~

No beginnings or endings

and other oppositions 

which seem to tear apart 

the equanimity and perfection

and the mystery of what

already is~~ 

3

I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end,

But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.

There was never any more inception than there is now,

Nor any more youth or age than there is now,

And will never be any more perfection than there is now,

Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.

Urge and urge and urge,

Always the procreant urge of the world.

Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and increase, always sex,

Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life.

To elaborate is no avail, learn’d and unlearn’d feel that it is so.

Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams,

Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical,

I and this mystery here we stand.

Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.

Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen,

Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn.

Showing the best and dividing it from the worst age vexes age,

Knowing the perfect fitness and equanimity of things, while they discuss I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself.

Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty and clean,

Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and none shall be less familiar than the rest.

I am satisfied—I see, dance, laugh, sing;

As the hugging and loving bed-fellow sleeps at my side through the night, and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread,

Leaving me baskets cover’d with white towels swelling the house with their plenty,

Shall I postpone my acceptation and realization and scream at my eyes,

That they turn from gazing after and down the road,

And forthwith cipher and show me to a cent,

Exactly the value of one and exactly the value of two, and which is ahead?

Explosive stories..

 

Conditioning

shapes storylines, without which there are none.

Institutions, religious or political, colorful ones with

flags and heroes and histories, or simply my

upbringing, make up the menu of my story.

The story

may continue with a rising thought that conditioning

is carried by a separation assumption which, when

exploded, reveals the fullness and nothingness of all

conditioning. 

A new 

explosion ends this story. 

Naming..

 

Naming

isolates and bounds

what is not..

Attention is the

searchlight responding 

to naming and the

story soon follows.

Such seems what is

known and not known..

Without polarity..

 

A word

declared to stand

without polarity

is then said to

appear as everything:

a nutshell narrative

declaring wholeness

lacking only a

flash of resonance~~

Thursday~(William Carlos Williams)

 

I have had my dream--like others-- and it has come to nothing, so that I remain now carelessly with feet planted on the ground and look up at the sky-- feeling my clothes about me, the weight of my body in my shoes, the rim of my hat, air passing in and out at my nose--and decide to dream no more.

~~William Carlos Williams, Thursday

The Hilltop~

 

Walking

and searching~

the hilltop beacons

promising something

better~fuller~

The next step

the feel of comfort

or discomfort of

shoes and the

immensity of the

next step~these are

unnoticed in their

glaring fullness~

gaining the hilltop

reignites the search~~

End of the search~

The 

fullness of nothing

is the end of

a search which

is already

fully~~

Beyond understanding~~

 

Timelines

build a consensus

of apparent sequences

plus sinking feelings 

of things not 

as they should be~

More understanding 

needs to show up 

satisfying completion~

What seems hidden:

timelines are already

freedom beyond

understanding~~

This~~

 

This

is everything

appearing including

the assumption that

separation is

true and obvious~~

“There's no separation. It's already everything. There's already nothing outside of everything to get it, to find it, or to know it. There's just this expressing as everything. 

Even appearing as someone who's looking for it. Even appearing as somebody who's getting closer to it. Even appearing as somebody who can't get it. 

So this already is not personal, even when it feels personal. There's already no person, it's just a feeling which is already everything, just this, arising as a feeling.”

-Nkosi

A word appears~

 

Any word

may appear to 

represent what is

unconditional and

appear as all words~~

Equality~~

 

Equality 

is unconditional 

and appears in

the immediacy of

what's happening~~ 

Fiction~~

 

Fiction arises~

Your role in the 

fiction may appear 

as a separate 

or a not-separate

character~ 

If the apparent role 

is separate

panic may arise 

with a suggestion 

that fiction is empty. 🤓

Glowing words~~

 

A collection

of words appear as

a story~

interpretations arise

telling more stories~

The original story

glows unseen in the

rear view mirror but

let's stay on the road

and watch for glowing

words ahead~

The search proceeds~~

A story line~

 

You are silence~

That's 

a story line

involving a 

character 

referenced as "you"

and a suggestion

you and silence

are not two~~

Words

express and suggest~

Suggest wholeness

and separation

simultaneously~

Rendering words

inexplicable~

Nevertheless~~

Biblical quotes~~

 

The Bible

has explosive words

as does Shakespeare

and Walt Whitman~

The words invite use

for new explosive stories~~

"I have stolen more quotes and thoughts and purely elegant little starbursts of writing from the Book of Revelation than from anything else in the English Language—and it is not because I am a biblical scholar, or because of any religious faith, but because I love the wild power of the language and the purity of the madness that governs it and makes it music."

~ Hunter S. Thompson

Lacks one lacks both~~

 

Lacks one 

lacks both~is

Walt Whitman's 

statement of

not two~

Not two

points to the

paradoxical story:

nothing appearing

as two~~

"Lacks one lacks both"

~~Walt Whitman

A surprise may land~~

 

"Me"

the character

in the story is

empty as is 

everything

including the

choices which

bend the story~~

We're

not where

we think we are

and not there

either~~

A

surprise may land

or may not

that all words are

indefinable~

Who woulda thot~~

Nothing

is something~

That's the whole enchilada~~

Wholeness and Separation~~

Wholeness

appears as 

separation~

words may appear 

as dogma

as paradoxical 

as a strange story~

No word fixes

Apparently~~

Wholeness

no definition~

Separation

no definition~

Seeming as

No-definition

appearances

of separation

of wholeness~~

Wholeness

indefinable

presents as

Separation

definable~so

Wholeness is

definable and

not~as is

Separation~~

Invitations~(Self Inquiry)

Self Inquiry

a process

critiqued as denial

of what is sought

and praised as a

path to discard

those hinderances

to a new you~

Both are stories

inviting a resonance

in "recognizing" 

these are stories

appearing empty

and already whole~~

Life as ongoing inquiry

An excerpt from the book Seeing No-Self

Kat (Katrijn) Van Oudheusden

Feb 24

Continue to remind yourself of what you are, even though there is no one to make that happen.

Society continually interacts with you as a separate self, so reminders are needed, often for many years, as the identification with selfing slowly unwinds.

Eventually, reminders are no longer necessary, because no-self is the default.

The seeming act of inquiring disappears, and life becomes ongoing inquiry in the sense of a simple, constant knowing of nondual Awareness even as experience remains dual. I know that I am and that there is no self, even when experience continues as a body-mind.

Whenever we are pulled back into identification with the separate self, sooner or later there is a spontaneous reawakening.

We don’t have to worry, because what has been seen cannot be unseen.

More and more, we will simply know.

More and more, we know ourselves as the sky that we always already were.

This process does itself.

There is nothing for you to make happen.

This is the last excerpt for now. Seeing No-Self will launch next week, on March 3rd.

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