Sunday, March 31, 2024

The plan..

 













The plan

For the future

Paints the future

In an imagined

Imagination...


Plans

Are stories 

Which arise

Mapping a

Future...


Plans

Are beautiful

Sketches of what

Cannot be sketched...


Planning

Is dreaming forward

Flavored by

Dreams remembered...


Happiness...

 













The 

Dream person

Caught in the dream

Observes the chains

Thought provides

Finding them fragile

And fading..to

Nothing..and

Runs to the street

Proclaiming loudly

I have awakened

And so can you...


~Robert Adams~
If you only realized who you were you would be the happiest person that ever lived, and I mean happy, totally happy, unchanging happiness.
Is there such a thing? Yes there is. Unchanging peace. Unchanging love.
But you have chosen to identify with the maya, with the unreality, and so you think you suffer. You believe your life is not what it should be….
The wise person, therefore, does really not look to change anything. They become quiet. They have patience. They work on themselves. They watch their thoughts, watch their actions and observe themselves getting angry, observe themselves getting depressed, observe themselves getting jealous and envious and the rest of it.
Little by little they realize, "That's not me. That's hypnosis, that's a lie."
They do not react to their condition. To the extent that they do not react to their condition, to that extent do they become free.
When the mind rests in the heart, that means when the mind does not go out any longer and identify with the world, when the mind rests in the heart there is peace, there is harmony, there is pure being.

doodling...

 





Nothing is

Nothing 

But

Is that nothing?

Search might

End...


The utter

Simplicity of

Nothing..

That's it..

Unknowing...


There is a

Not in everything

Not makes

Appearances

All is whatnot...

Friday, March 29, 2024

Lost..!!

 













"It is surprising and memorable and, I may add, valuable experience, to be lost in the woods, especially at night. Sometimes in a snowstorm, even by day, one will come out upon a well-known road and yet find it impossible to tell which way leads to the village. Though your reason tells you have travelled it one hundred times, yet no object looks familiar, but is as strange to you as if you were in Tantary. By night, of course, the perplexity is infinitely greater. We are constantly steering like pilots by certain well-known beacons and headlands, though we are not conscious of it, and if we go beyond our usual course we still preserve the bearing of some neighboring cape and not till we are completely lost or turned around, -- for a man needs only to be turned round once with his eyes shut in this world to be lost -- do we appreciate the vastness and strangeness of nature. Every man must once more learn the points of the compass as often as he wakes, whether from sleep or from an abstraction. In fact, not till we are lost do we begin to realize where we are and the infinite extent of our relations."
-From Thoreau's Journal; March 29, 1853.

A conditioning story..

 













Who were you

Before the world

Told you who

You are..

An arising

 Conditioning story...

Thursday, March 28, 2024

Teachers...

 












Teachers

Must use a tool

Seeming

Of separation..

Even when their

Teaching is of

No-separation..

Stillness appears

As the teacher and

The teaching...


~~Peter Baker

"All teachers, even the ones who claim to be totally radical and say ‘there is no self’, ‘there's nobody here’, or ‘there's nothing to do’ would not be speaking if they really thought that. If there's nobody here, then who are they speaking to? The fact that they are doing it betrays the fact that they do think that there is somebody there to listen, and they do think that there is something for that person to do. The only radical teaching is silence." ~ Rupert Spira

Tuesday, March 26, 2024

All seeking is for nothing...

 













All seeking

Is for nothing..

Although the

Seeker doesn't

Say so..

The seeker

Seeks to find

With nothing 

To be found...