This delightful man, who looks like Santa Claus graced me with his words today.
Here are just some of the sparkling word gems he shared that brightened my spirit, and confirmed what I know to be True, what he defines as,
“This eternally present invisible presence – that which of course is completely unshaken by the dramas of this world.“
In the bible there are 365 references to don’t be afraid, fear not, one for every day of the year. The Bible is full of clever things like this.
When you’re sure of your identity with the Eternal, when you discover what man really is, which is Spirit, then the worries about the flesh they diminish. The Spirit gets stronger until you really just laugh at it.
Compared to bad thinking, all the chemicals and plastics in the world is peanuts.
This world is a shadow of Divine origin, it comes to pass just like a nightmare. It has no reality of itself. Its only real as far as we believe in it. That is the fact. When one person even has the foggiest notion of this, it somehow raises the general level of consciousness. Those that recognize it more fully help to raise it even more.
Those that fully realize the infinite nature of man, they lift the whole world.
You can find it, my dears. It’s well documented. I’m one of many, many who have realized it and I’m pleased to share it.
Way before I began delving into Advaita Vedanta and nondual teachings of all sorts, I often had a thought – an idea – a feeling,
What if I AM really infinity? Holy shit, how horrifying.
It’s a scary thought … to imagine that you’ll exist forever.
Who wants to live forever? (Not here anyway)
On the other hand, there’s the human fear of death.
Holy shit, I’m going to die. I won’t exist anymore.
Which is more terrifying:
living forever or not existing at all?
Over a decade of existential introspection and contemplation, I’ve never found a concrete answer.
In fact, I don’t think that the purpose of IS-NESS is to find an answer to anything.
This HUMAN BEING is the only ‘thing’ we’ve got.
It appears as a hard cold fact. Skin and bones. But, for sure, this solid ‘thing’ ain’t anything close to IS-NESS. This concrete form is like a Xerox duplicator for the Mind. You think, you imagine, and Voila, it shows itself! The mind is the duplicator, the body is the copy.
Which Mind is the Original?
The closest I’ve come to feeling intimate with knowing the “Original” was when I briefly experienced a merging of Subject and Object during meditation. And everything in time stopped. And the meaning of One Mind became clear. (still not an answer, only an intuitive feeling)
The other time was when I was like 10 years old walking home from school and suddenly observed myself as the observer – I turned my attention back on attention Itself. I was only 10 so I didn’t really comprehend the depth of that experience, but I never lost the perfume it left on my consciousness.
At the present time, I’ve got this cancer thing going on. And, naturally, I’ve contemplated the reality of not living in this body anymore. I’ve wasted a little time wondering why this thing called cancer exists, and what it really is. But the inquiry usually leads me nowhere.
Subject – Object
A vicious cycle. For a non-existent answer.
So now, let’s contemplate this … the photo that inspired this contemplation. (thanks to talented photographer, Jena Vignola)
There’s a background, an All-ness, the neutral-colored wall in the photo above.
There’s a pink sink and pink mirror frame. Let’s imagine Original Creation is the neutral-colored background Wall. The pink sink and mirror frame are the Objects floating in a sea of it’s Creator’s all-encompassing neutrality. But there’s a mirror. There’s an opportunity for even the Creator’s copy to look into the mirror to see it’s object self and contemplate, What am I?.
The Object and the Subject have never really become separate from one another. That’s the illusion.
Why? Why would Creation play such a ridiculous game?
Does it want to keep BEING itself and SEEING itself and FEELING itself again and again and again? …….
Is it’s devotion to ITSELF an INFINITE, never-ending and unfathomable experience to the lowly OBJECT it has created?
Again, no answer. Just an intuitive imaginative image:
The OBJECT is only a thought in the MIND of GOD. But even those words are insufficient.
Maybe just the photo suffices … a splash of color showing itself on the background of neutrality.
It only wants to experience ITSELF… and look back to see what it looks like.
You heard that I said to you, ‘I am going away and I am coming back to you. If you loved me, you would rejoice that I am going to the Father, for the Father is great than I am’. John 14:28
“While they are promising them freedom, they themselves are slaves of corruption, for if anyone is overcome by someone, he is his slave.” 2Peter 2:19
“Of all things that human beings fear (and they are a timorous race) the one that strikes them with abject and utterly demoralizing terror is freedom. They are so afraid of it for other people that almost simultaneously they come to dread it for themselves. So they devise systems of checks and balances, restraints, moral sanctions, conventions and moral mass-expectations of one kind and another; they are willing to go to the most fantastic lengths in restriction and repression; but the one thing that they never yet have shown the courage to try is simple freedom, which some day they will have the happy surprise of discovering to be the only thing that really works.” A Matter of No Curiosity, Albert Jay Nock
I witness the insanity.
Our veiled hearts and minds, it’s heartbreaking.
Our Home is not a physical structure or a material plane or dimension.
The only moments that I feel truly at ease, peaceful, maybe even blissful (Ananda) is when I remember (re-know) the Truth (Sat) about the illusive quality of perception in the “world”.
What you believe, so shall you perceive. That’s about as close as one can get to a spiritual truth.
All the anxiety, indecision, depression, angst, fear …. yes, it’s real because I can FEEL it.
But when I crack open my knowing heart, and remember the Truth of I AM, or GOD IS, or disbelieve the separation (duality), a soft wave of peacefulness returns to the center of the chest.
“When a teacher of God first learns that he or she is the dreamer of the dream they are still attached to the dream and are tempted to use their growing awareness of Reality to change the dream to suit their individual dream figure desires instead of to awaken. This is an attempt at a compromise where the dreamer tries to have the power of the dreamer while still being a figure in the dream, but in the end this will fail because a dream is not real; it will always leave the dreamer feeling empty, and seeking for wholeness. Only awakening from the dream will make the dreamer feel whole again. Through awakening the dreamer’s experience of the dream does improve, but only because the dreamer realizes that it is a dream.
Instant, in Which the teacher of God steps out of time for a moment to be with
God, is the greatest tool that he or she has to undo the dream of time. In that
Instant time is over; there is no dream. The more a teacher of God practices
the Holy Instant, and lives in the present with the Presence of the Holy
Spirit, the less time means to him or her. The dream recedes in value and
importance, and the experience of the Holy Instant becomes more compelling to
the teacher of God than anything in time.
In essence, time is the dreamer living the one instant of not-God/undoing not-God over and over again, but in the midst of time this takes so many forms it is almost impossible to see. The teacher of God, however, begins to see it the more he or she experiences the Holy Instant. They begin to see the nothingness of the dream, and how silly it is to give it weight and to take it seriously. All that has happened is a thought that can never be reality. There is really nothing to forgive because nothing real has happened. God is.” A Course in Miracles
On my front porch stoop, I sit
cold February day, but sun-lit
Petting Goldie, my feral cat
she’s behaving strangely, I can sense that
Lady, can’t you see?
she urges me
Below the stoop to the left, I glance
to view a dead opossum, by chance
Innards half eaten, and frozen stiff
a raccoon, or a coyote, I wonder if
His spirit still there?
does he sense that I care?
I fetch the shovel to carry away
the petrified corpse, now free from affray
Far behind the house I choose the plot
frozen leaves and branches, I clear a slot
I make a blanket with sticks and dried leaves
to cover his corpse that no longer grieves
Now you are free from the body cage-jail
I honor my dead friend with the prehensile tail
It has been such an interesting week. I have had so many synchronistic occurrences, and I’m noticing more and more how every single thought manifests itself through form (a body). I recognize more deeply how Father Time veils our wisdom, hiding the reality that it’s actually all occurring simultaneously. I think I’m learning something new, but it’s actually what I know already. Thankfully, my dream time opens up my mind again, at least while I’m in deep sleep. But damn, that illusive “time” covers it over with ignorance when my morning alarm goes off.
It has become obvious to me the meaninglessness of the labels we get stuck to. But they’re sooooo energetically sticky, like Superglue.
“Enlightenment is not seeing everything through the distortion called egoic state of consciousness. That’s why it’s called natural state; It’s perception without a lens. Ultimately that’s what enlightenment is: Perception without distortion.” Adyashanti
The dream state is a lustrous gem
here’s where all of the distortions are revealed
In perfect living color, form and sound
Because in TIME
I only see through the lens of my perceptions (distortions)
But when sleep time comes, the TIME perceptions dissolve
Now I can see through it all
My dreams show me what I know in a way I can’t really comprehend
It would be too jarring for my indoctrinated left-sided brain So my dream time gives me truths incognito