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...

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...

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...

The smile..

 

The smile..

Only that

Twice

An eating place

A goodbye

Smile..

A short story

Fading..

Etched...

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 teacher, as an

immediate appreciation for  a teacher who does not promise 

false hope.  The discovery is that there is no one  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...

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...