Quiet Desperation

Quiet Desperation

Most people

live lives that might

be described this way..

There are temporary joys

we might say

removing attention from

quiet desperation..

Temporary..?

Why..?

Is it the pressing belief

assumption not questioned

of  lives lived 

in and as separation..?

An illusive separation

fills our days

clouding our recognition

of Who we are...

"I"

This common name

whatever the language

the meaning of which

leads to vitality

through real Understanding..

Peace and Happiness

can only come

through this Portal

I

the Portal between

Self and self..

Self as Awareness

self as separation...

Pure-Self-Realization

Pure-Self-Realization

This is our true Nature

our infinite Identity

of our Self..

It seems easily forgotten

as the externals of life

gather and proclaim..

A Quick Remembering

midst storms and stories

identifies these as

made of our true Nature..

Self-In-Play...!

Simple Photos

From: The Awakened Eye:

https://www.stillpointartgallery.com/index.php?action=gallery&id=34

Vibrations

Vibrations

Expressions of mind

thoughts..images

and the body

sensations..

All are vibrations

of Awareness..

What's the reward..?

The reward is

the discovery again

perhaps the first time

of these expressions 

as only made of 

What is vibrating..

That which we are...

Sanctuary

This is home

The Name of the place

which is Peace and Happiness

a placeless place

the place of real Identity..

At the mundane level

we encounter the arguments:

a shelter for murderers and thieves

for the illegal immigrant 

sheltering a family..

The word itself

elicits a response

an initial grasping

of one of the different

expressions above..

The grasping seems

to be automatic

the openness response

or the contracted

couched in separation..

Yet we might imagine:

what if the open expression

is experienced as Identity

and the contracted

a momentary expression...

What Are We?

When this question arrives

with increasing and sometimes

desperate insistence..

We apparently must suffer

until we dissolve

 boundaries and continuities 

of our bordered bodies..

Frightening this can be

until we discover

the joy of being

transparent:

transparencies 
in transparence

waves in water...