10/26/09

Period


Listen

There is no one here.
Now, now, now
It is seen...there is simply THIS.

There is no possibility
of something separate from THIS.

A thought appears?
THIS
A feeling?
THIS
A sensation, a color, a smell, a "me,"
a "you," a rock, concept, emotion, lake,
bug, ocean, wind -

whatever whatever whatever whatever appears ....

is THIS

Nowhere to turn
No way to separate

Onlythis onlythis onlythis onlythis onlythis...

No way to escape
Nowhere to hide
Totally here
Nothing else

Just

Here

Now

THIS .



Raindrop, Sunshine


Look up
at that leaf, how it sways
in the wind

The leaf flutters, until
it stops
It can be no other way

Look up
at the sun
how it warms and blinds

The sun doesn't love you,
and it doesn't not love you
It simply is,
apparently

Raindrops fall and they
can do nothing else but
make you wet

Storms arise and destroy
what you love, but
storms are not wrong, they
simply are what they are, their
nature is to be stormy ! - not soft,
like a rose petal

Look at the people around you
Are some stormy
and some soft, too?

Their nature is what it is, now,
"they" have no more choice than
the perfume emanating
from the rose petal, or
the destructive stormy skies

All must appear as it does

And of course, "soft" and
"destructive" tell us
nothing about nothing

Look in the mirror
The you that appears
is a fluttering leaf

Sometimes the leaf is
blown off the branch,
total free-fall

All is appearing, perfectly
being nothing

Unconditional

The raindrop is not separate from
the Absolute, nor
the Absolute from the raindrop

Who could possibly want
the raindrop to be
sunshine?






10/4/09

Listen


There are no answers.
There are no answers here,
and this is very
good news..

Be open, unknowing
like a child,
Know nothing, nothing..
just be

Watch the unfolding of this Mystery
with naked eyes,
Don't even try to decipher the illogical,
THIS is not logical!

It is complete not-knowingness..

free-fall

without fear..

Love twisting around to see Itself,
to taste Itself,
to play and enjoy

being

Don't ask questions: be still, wait, watch,

listen

The whispers are always here,
Silence speaks in no-sound,
and in noise..

Not-knowing anything,

be

There exists no-thing more captivating,
more interesting,
more irresistible

than YOU.

THIS is It!
Here, as you are,
right now

B-a-n-g !

The end of searching,
the beginning
of what always IS..

No answer, no knowledge
can even come close.
Come to This
without hope,
without expectation,
with nothing,
naked, bare.

Die to unknowingness, then
have a good laugh..

Die to unknowingness, and

be lived.