You are not two~

You are not two

There you go~

More words

Not two too~~ 

You won't be disturbed!

If you are attuned

To reading a story

As a story then 

You won't be

Disturbed by the

You appearing in

The story above..

Identification~

 

Identification

May be a bow to

Self separation

Or an appearing

Memory of who

We are 

And are not

Emptiness clouded~

 

Words

Arise and

Fade all at once~

They may seem to

Invite understanding

Clouding their emptiness~

A cautionary tale~~

A character plus luggage..

 

"I"

a story

of a character

plus luggage~

An absent center

appearing to haul

treasures and trash

decorating an

"I" ~~

Unavoidable apartness~

 

What appears

Looks unavoidably

Conflicting~

Images and words

Make their case~

But that story or

Another one may

Instantly point to

Emptiness which

Revises and doesn't

Revise the story~~

Dissatisfaction and satisfaction~

 

This story 

of a seeker's 

dissatisfaction with

what seems to be

and vows 

seeking satisfaction

anywhere but here~ 

As the story continues

our seeker finds  

emptiness anywhere~

and lives happily

and unhappily 

ever after~~😃

And dogma speaks~

A word appears

And simultaneously arise

Meanings and interpretations

Which introduce more words

But...after many repetitions

That word may seem to stand alone

Without the spinoffs

And dogma speaks.

What 

Was the seeker before

That identity arose..? 

The story is that the seeker 

Is a spontaneous arising 

Which points to a 

Dissatisfaction with 

Separation. 💜

Tree on empty canvas~

 

A tree

With a thousand

Faces from memory

Appears taken by

Death and distilled

As life remembered

On an empty canvas~

Identification~

 

Maybe this. 

Am is the 

indefinable word, 

which appears as I..

Am is I ? 

Identification

May be a bow to

Self separation

Or an appearing

Memory of who

We are 

And are not

 

Might we not say that 

what appears 

through a keyhole is, 

indeed, already whole, 

already everything, 

as is the keyhole and 

the apparent looker? 

Stories

Depend on separation

Boundaries and such

And there simply 

Are none but

Stories appear anyway

Declaring it seems

The miracle of it all~

Expressing..

 

both 

art and words 

are expressing 

what cannot be 

expressed~

and those

expressions are

not separate from 

what cannot be

expressed~~

What's Happening~~

 

What's

Happening~

An apparent 

Invitation to

Find the self

Absent and

Discover

The impossibility

Of witnessing

What's 

Happening~~

Resonance..

 

Resonance..

A story told which

Seems to trigger 

A reaction in the

Illusory separate 

Seeker..

An impossibility

Rides...

The self personifies separation~~

 

The "self" 

personifies 

separation~

Thus the 

inexplicable magic:

The empty self 

is free and not~~🔥

"There is no seeker"~

 "There is no seeker." 

Of course

The seeker and no seeker

Are not two~

That's the appearance

Of the seeker

Who may or may not

"Discover" her appearance~~🔥

It's all Nothing~

 

It's all 

Nothing~

And it's unknowable

Why appearances 

Seem otherwise~

A nutshell story

Of what is

Called non duality~~

The Preface~~

 

The

Separate me

A bedrock of 

How things are~

Solid and no

Questions asked~

Yet nudges tell

Of something 

Not quite right~

A preface to a

Story which

Might end there

Or not~~

When there is a me,

Everything seems real.

The body is considered “my body”

And other people are as real as you are.

The world is real and important.

Just like your life is real and important.

When there is no me,

It is seen,

By no-one,

That there is no world.

It is so obvious

That it is strange to see

That nearly everybody

Believes that

There is a real world

---Rosemarijn Roes, from her book, Wondrously Free”

No special words~

There

Are no special

Words but all

Are special hints

Of freedom~~

Stories are Maps..

 

Stories

Map boundaries

Of the boundless

Territory~~

Patriotism~

 

Patriotism

An energetic

Belief arises

With apparent

Identification~

And stories of

War and peace

Saturate the 

Airwaves~

These stories

Mapping boundaries

Of the boundless

Territory~~

Here I am~

 

Here

I am~

The character

Empty at that

Referenced by I

Who is seemingly 

In a place

On a stage

Present and

Ready for action~~

Silence and Thought~

 

Silence 

and thought~

Three words resonating 

Seemingly 

Occasionally~

Are there better 

Words to express 

What cannot be expressed? 

All words seem to end up: 

This word and that one 

Are not two~~

Maps..

 

Maps

And the

Territory

Are not two~

All stories

Assume otherwise~~

Words are special hints of freedom~~

"This"

May appear

As words~

Words which are

Not known and

Simultaneously 

Known~

Which may

Whisper that there

Are no special

Words but all

Are special hints

Of freedom~~

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm'd;

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;

Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:

   So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

   So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

~~Shakespeare, Sonnet 18~

The stuff of dreams~~

 

Timelessness

No time

Mysteriously 

Stages the conditions

Of time and seemingly

Appears as the stories

Comic and tragic which

are the stuff of dreams

(to borrow a few words)~~

The Timeless Wonder (Andreas Muller)

What we call the natural reality is nothing else than what seems to be happening. It is what naturally is and is not. There is nothing beyond or within that - no absolute reality, no essence, no God. Liberation is the turning out that the separate self and the experience of a separate world is a dreamt reality. Seen from within the dream, the dream is everything - a world of "me-ness", knowledge, longing and the impression of doership and observation. The seeking drive cannot be separated from its source which is the sense of being a separate self. While the seeker hopes to break free from its limitations and its sense of lack, it rather is a closed loop. While assuming otherwise, the seeker stays within its world of experiencing and knowing, within seeking and separation. While it desperately tries to overcome separation, it only confirms its illusory presence. 

Liberation, in contrast, is the loss of all that seemed to be known including the sense of one's existence. Apart from the loss of all known, it is the loss of hopes and above all the loss of one big dream: To finally overcome separation and arrive in a state of fulfilment. Yet, the collapse of that seeming separate energy happens despite all efforts to overcome it. It rather is a letting go of oneself which, however, is not done by anyone. Yet, the dream of seeking is as much what seems to be happening as everything else is. However, it is a dream.

The natural reality is timeless. The natural appearance of whatever appears to be happening knows nothing about separation and the overcoming of it. It knows nothing about unfulfillment, enlightenment or liberation. It all is effortlessly and unconditionally itself.

Burst of perspectives~~

Absolute and relative, for many, brings clarity. And it may seem so. A nice division, and perspectives seem powerful. But non-separation bursts the clarity bubble. With the burst, perspectives disappear and "reality" is already not known. A bursting story! 

Words pile up. Words are searchers. Looking for their own demise. 

Already complete~

Life seems as

Ever arising forms~

Included in this

Inexplicable story

Is the arising of

A separation sense

Synonymous with a

Desire for restoration

And home~all

Told in stories

Of loss and fulfillment

And already complete~~

Wholeness--a new dawn~

 

Wholeness

An empty word

As are all words~

And an arising

Recognition of

Wholeness appearing

May be a

New dawn~~

"It's all wholeness or nothing appearing."  Jim Newman

"It's all already empty."  Jim Newman

The peace that is unknowable~~

 

Just

What appears to

Be happening~

Unknowable 

But somehow 

Arises as

The peace that is

Unknowable~~

It arises..

 

It

Arises and

There is no it

And no doing

Or expectation

For the arising~

A peace without

Questioning~~  

Orthodoxy~~

 

Repeated

Words have a

Fixation and may 

Seem to promote 

An orthodoxy~~

The witness

Said to be a

Way-station on

Paths to discover

What's up~

It's the headspace

Watching apples 

Ripen and fall~

The witness

Avoids the fire~~

Emptiness colored~~

 

A

joyful or darker

emptiness

may simply arise

inexplicably for

no one~

This~~

Stillness~~

Stillness

Permanence

Appearing to be

Noisy and temporary