tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12071957274564871992012-01-29T20:49:35.432+01:00Reflections on non-dualityMaryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.comBlogger1541100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-20127052563608948832011-12-29T15:55:00.003+01:002011-12-29T16:16:50.118+01:00

The peaks are covered withthe softest white blanket,the baby blue heaven isstreaked with cotton candy,then slowly, like red peaches,sun slipping into sleep.How long have the mountains been here? When did they arrive, when will they leave?Silent sentries, steadfast,moving ever so slowly,with conviction.And we have been here longer.We will survive the survivors.We are anchored to the very center

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This is not dry, barrenor indifferent,unless it is..This is also bone-crushing,tidal waving desire.Storms of want,raining in torrents, mysterious, wonderful, amazing shocks of feeling,dragging us, dumbstruck,into the well.Walking in the desert for so long,it is tempting to miss the water,to forget to drink.Diving deep,travelling down,into the beginning of nothing,up is down,out is in,body

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Tell me the life of your story,and I'll tell you mine.Tell me about love, happiness, and heartbreak,chocolate, science, and rainbows.Tell me about One, looking like two,or about One being nothing,and everything.Nothing doesn't stop something from appearing.Does Being prefer a smile to a tear?I don't think so,not unless you do..Whatever you wantis wanting.Whomever you love,is already love.Whenever

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Not far from the moon,Jupiter winked back,and I started to fly,up and higherstretching out to darkness,wanting to go in,longing to vanish in coolblackness peppered with diamondsAhhhThe journey continued,bright star super novaapproaching, engulfing,each piece of illusionburned into comet tails,there I go again, ohlost another one.Then renaissance,blazing eruptionandhere I am again, another blast

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Come here.I'm going to become the widest ocean,darkness and silence,penetrating all barriers,ListeningWitnessingWelcomingExperiencingthe story of you,Loving you,as no other.Watching,as you turn yourselfinside outand outside in again.Never knowingexactly what orwho or why.No matter.The deepest sea cannot unwelcome,cannot reject Itself.It can only beyou.And that's when you forget,and you disappear,

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I thought I was a sprinterit turns out I'm anendurance runnerthat's how god dreamed meburnt up broken openwashed and diedshatter me shatter meso that I can drownin the liquid gold pouringfrom pale pink woundsthat never wererising upeverything is newand I know nothing joyful relief, it is feelingthat heals, after allwe didn't knowwe are innocentthere is really nothing thereand

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what we are is so irresistible, so magnetic and love-loaded,that the only thing happening hereis a limitless, ecstatic, kaleidoscopic rainbow dreamscape explosion of loving-to-be..there is nothing else.anybody have a problem with that? ;-)

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shhhmy bones are singing.a silent chorus,vibrating stillness.something is listeningbreathing is the pulsing of space,my heartbeatthe baseline ofhumming Beingness.this body is a collectionof nothing,floating feelingutterly free and open sensation gliding fluidlythroughout,sometimes bursting into flower or flame !sometimes knocking gently,sliding under the door.something is

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This-is the vibrating, shimmering plane of experiencingin which nothing arises or disappears, timeless and spaceless, without beginning or end. There are no separate objects being experienced by a separate subject.There is only the seamless, no-distance-from-Being experience-ing. Feeling feet and seeing windows occur here. There is no there, away from This.There can't be, there is only

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There is something soft inside all of us.Each doubt, each challenge, each hatefulrefusal is met with an opening..A tender leaf unfurling, always fresh, always Spring.And stronger than granite.There is nowhere to go, but here.Nothing to meet, but this meltingacceptance.No use fighting it, for fightingis helpless, handcuffed, arrested,against the forces of tenderness.A delicate smile cracks

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There is something exquisitely okay about the story appearing now.The yes to what is, is so powerful and so solid,whatever appearsis drowned in its own source.A heart might be burning with perceived harm, a head might be dreaming of devils and angels, and all the while, the center doesn't move.There is no flinching at flinching.There can't even be a sliver of a crack in what we are. Separation

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I am the Sky.Wings slash through me,tickling my heart,Leaves swirl in circles inside me,flipping and flopping,Tall building rise up like trunksinside my legs,I am the Sky.I have no body,no heart, no mind.Concepts are born, from cracked eggs.They disappear in ashes.Stories float, leap, fall and dive,inside the open, empty field thatI am.So vast,so beyond,so burst open!An idea is like a tiny cloud,

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Many of us are seeking a feeling of bliss, peace, oneness, or joy.We want that feeling to be constant, and when that happens, it means we are enlightened.But this is not at all the message being pointed to.THIS is not a feeling at all.Feelings arise like everything else. They move, change, come and stay for awhile, then move, change, and seemingly disappear.What we ARE is not a feeling. What we

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Something just melted in the story of me.Like a warm balm, the softness spreadover muscles and bone and fascia,Whispering, "It's okay, it's okay..."The mantle of knowing slipping off shoulders, the sweet reliefof no judgement, no opinion, no idea.What is good or wrong?I cannot say, not even for "me,"And this is the deep solace of emptiness,Full of tender sigh, deep breath,grateful tear.I cannot

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nothing repeats itselfeverything is new, nowexperiencing is ever-fresh, alwaysthis single, unending now of no-time cannot be repeated cannot be remembered cannot be projectedit never finishesit never startedBeingness is so spontaneously alivethat a thought about itcan only dissolve in the fertile nothingness of here-nowthe truth is this: there is no truth neededan expression of Isness is not

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The mind doesn't take us away from Oneness.We ARE Oneness.Thoughts appear, "we" seem to be "taken away"in thought, forgetting This. But that never happens. We are always here.Like a twinkling star in the vast, always present sky, It is thought that seemingly appears and disappears.An imagined "me" dances in and out of Awareness.We can never be "out of" This.We can only always BE This.Whether

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Enlightenment, Liberation, Grace, Awareness...You are already there. You ARE that, right now.We want to abide in Awareness, but that is already the case! We ARE Awareness, this IS already Awareness.What is, is the perfect expression of Awareness.Always now."What can I do?" is a common question.Well, you can do what you are doing ;-).....as the perfect expression of Awareness, too.There is no

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There may seem to be a story about a person appearing.The story may seem to be arising now, but it's based on memory thought or projection.Right here-now, there is no story. There is a memory thoughtof "then," happening now, but what the story is referring tois not here.You may see smoke, but until a fire is experienced,you have no way of knowing of its existence...One layer of the story might

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What is being pointed to here is so immediate, so fresh, so now...A thought seems to arise, then dissolves.There is no evidence of that thought right now.There may arise another "memory" thought that points back to the "original" one....but the "original" one is nowhereto be found...There is only this very thought arising, ever.No evidence of any others, at another "time."And this one now.....

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~be willing to losewhat you think is yoursnothing belongs to youif you let yourself goyou won't be savedbut you won't mindyou will smileseparation?it is the breeze blowing a tablecloth,edges undulating,coolness brushing bare legs, tops of feetno harmno messageno truth in ithow soft isthe realityhow sweet isthe misunderstandingthat never was~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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I AM Pure ConsciousnessThought? Thought is pure Consciousnesswhich is what I AMTherefore: I AM confirmed every "time" thought appears.Sensation?Sensation is only pure Consciousness,appearing as sensation,be-ing sensation.Pure Consciousness is what I AMTherefore: I AM confirmed with every sensation.Feeling?A feeling is simply pure Consciousness,taking the shape of "feeling." Being feeling.Pure

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Are we waiting for the big "shift?"Are we waiting for this here-now to change, to become something different,to be "better?"Are we waiting to be liberated,enlightened, released from suffering?This here-now can never change.It can never be better, becauseTHIS is ever-fresh,here and now...but not the "here" of place or the "now" of time.The here-now which simply is....This.Nothing special is going

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Okay, so the following wordswill fail spectacularlyto express what has to be herefor them to appear..QuietlyThe spaciousness that you are reveals itselfto itself...it is never hidden.What is happening between these lines?What is here between each word?If we look with eyes of a belief in "me"there will always appear "other."Looking from "no-thing"reveals no-thing,appearing as a seamless stream of

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There is no identity anywhere. Not here, in "this one,"not over there, in "that one."There is no identity.Just Isness, Oneness, Being..be-ing.It's all been a house of cards,the play of Oneness,but nobody believed it.No one is here, no onewas ever here..This is not a thought.Where is identity? Where is identification?Can't see it anywhere..Just the shifting, unmovingIsness..Do thoughts seem to

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A Poem:Raven's Last Dreamby Red Hawk

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Beingness has no preference for a state of bliss.What you are does not come and go. What you are sees coming and goingas nothing other than its own fragrance..What is, even before "I AM?"Does it have any qualities, like peace or love? What is the zero point in which the I AM arises?Is there any description possible?No concept can survive here. Perhaps the imagined mind is afraidof

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Paying rentloving someoneBiting into the applehurtingThinking, planningstrategizingWorrying, hopingseekingExerciseeatLivesitMeditation, satsangyoga, prayerMantras and chantsgurusSigning the checkgoing bankruptSeeing spiritsand disappearing in orgasmWhatholds it all,welcomes it all,sees it all,IS it all?What spacious presenceis humming,not moving at all,yet being movementor stillness?What watches

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innocent beliefshave never hurt youthey served their purposeand were summarily droppedexactly nowthey may be visiting againno worriesthere may be bruisingbut no scarsthere may be raindropsbut no storm damageallowallowlet the waters flowlet the knots get tighterif they mustthis is not a problemthis is not a dangerwhatsoeverthere is nothing more powerfulmore all encompassingall seeingall

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When there is no searching for happiness,When there is no preference for pleasureor painWhen whatever shows up is accepted seenunjudged as good or not goodWhen desire for something elseis seen as utterly impossibleWhat is left?What is here?What is this?Perhaps Pure, spacious silenceAlive, and nothingAwake and shiningKnowingSeeing BeingThere is nothing "more" to be wantedby no oneFor there is no

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Hello friends,Been wanting to connect, but no writing is coming through....Decided to connect by sharing something that I just love, in case you haven't seen it yet. (Bit of a science geek, here :-))Enjoy!(from symphonyofscience.com)

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The thought "I want to be awakened," is awakening experiencing itself as a thought "I want to be awakened."The desire for liberation is liberation being a desire for liberation.The concept of separation is Oneness expressing as a concept of separation.Nothing is going to happen in this regard. No awakening is going to happen, because awakening is already the case. Oh sure, there may be thoughts

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THIS is:Oh!Ahhh....Oh!Ahhh... ahhh..Oh?Ah!Ah! Yes!Huh??Oh.Oh!Ahhhh! Haha!! Haha!Ooh!Oh...Ha!Uh oh.

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Happiness appears in the joy that we already are.This joy doesn't feel like anything we know, becauseit is beyond "feeling." It welcomes all states, good, bad, and indifferent.The rejection of states can arise, too,in the joy that we are..Liberation is not a feeling.Happiness is wonderful, but it simply appears and disappears like everything else.Holding on is futile...and ironically, when there

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Sometimes someone expresses: "I know all this (Advaita stuff) and it's really, really seen clearly that there is no one, and yet, there is still a feeling of being a separate person."And the response here is: where's the problem? I see no problem in "feeling like a (separate) person." If "feeling like a person" is arising, so be it. Doesn't mean a thing. Doesn't mean that there IS a separate

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If there were one message that I would like people to come away with from reading this blog, I think it would be: "All is well, enlightenment is what you are."Seeking, efforting, practicing.....or not.....it's all okay.Feeling frustrated, separate, hopelessorBlissed-out, free and full of love...it's all fine, really.We are not separate, damaged, lowly beings trying to be worthy...We don't need

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Some say that life is poetry...but maybe it's deeper,more raw,more immediatethan words..There is a nothingness..It is changeless in its changing..Everything that appears, changesand everything that appearsis simply made of this nothingness.So nothing changes. ;-))There is only changing appearance made of changelessness.Like the gold statuesappearing in a myriad of formscan they ever escape "

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No need to climb Arunachala,Or sit in meditation for hours a day..No need for advanced asanas, kriyas and the mind-blowing kundalini rising..No need for spiritual purification at all.Nothing causes "enlightenment." There is no magic action that will "make it happen," because it is simply already the case, right here, right now.Liberation IS. It IS, right now. And "everyone" is That.Now, I know

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There is no way that "you" are not THIS, here and now.It is impossible for you to be anything else. Whatever thought tells you you are, is not what you are. You are simply the ALL, the Oneness, Being, Isness...There is no possibility of anything else, there simply IS nothing else. Let every concept of WHAT IS fall away in the immediacy of this here-now....what is present? Don't try to define

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Let thoughts be, like flowers..Let them come and go, let them arise as they do,and subside as they inevitably do...They are no more important than a cloud, or a curtain or an ant, or a blade of grass. We don't attach to clouds, we don't say, "Oh my god, how can that cloud be like that!?" We don't believe that clouds are dictating what happens and creating "our reality" (well, some of us might!)

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ListenThere is no one here.Now, now, nowIt is seen...there is simply THIS.There is no possibilityof something separate from THIS.A thought appears?THISA feeling?THISA sensation, a color, a smell, a "me,"a "you," a rock, concept, emotion, lake,bug, ocean, wind -whatever whatever whatever whatever appears ....is THISNowhere to turnNo way to separate Onlythis onlythis onlythis onlythis onlythis...No

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Look upat that leaf, how it swaysin the windThe leaf flutters, untilit stopsIt can be no other wayLook upat the sunhow it warms and blindsThe sun doesn't love you,and it doesn't not love youIt simply is,apparentlyRaindrops fall and theycan do nothing else butmake you wetStorms arise and destroy what you love, butstorms are not wrong, theysimply are what they are, theirnature is to be stormy ! -

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There are no answers.There are no answers here,and this is very good news..Be open, unknowinglike a child,Know nothing, nothing.. just beWatch the unfolding of this Mysterywith naked eyes,Don't even try to decipher the illogical,THIS is not logical!It is complete not-knowingness.. free-fallwithout fear..Love twisting around to see Itself, to taste Itself,to play and enjoy

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Unable to make a simple wish,Unable to pray for..Unable to want what isn't,Unable to desire..This is not a loss.What could possibly be wanted, that isn't already here, now?What could be better than, or even different from, This?Isn't there endless change in the changeless, anyway?Can there be anything other than what is, here, now?Perfect satisfaction is what I AM.Perfectly Being... what is.No

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The more the veils of ignorance fall away,the less I know...And of course, "veils of ignorance falling away" and "someone knowing" are just more thoughtswhich are untrue.. vibrations of Beingness.This is an unknowing which is so very okay...Being doesn't need to be known, it IS..We could say that it is beyond unknowing or knowing,THIS is beyond all concepts - there simply is no wayto describe

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life isthe I AM seems to flow, unfoldingspontaneously appearinga kaleidoscope of Beingnessthere is no efforting, no striving, no tryingto bebeing requires nothingis anything going anywhere? there is nowhere that is not herethere is nothing that is not thiswhat we are is effortlessnessthe steady ground of beingin which, from which all springs forthand what is that?no answerthe question dissolves

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Nothing can bring you closer to This,Nothing can move you away...The one who wants to find liberation doesn't exist.You cannot turn in any direction and find anything other than THIS, which is YOU. Like the sea 100 ft. deep, where is the "separate drop" of water which goes its own way? No guru can give This to you, no "teacher" can take It away...Understanding seemingly happens in YOU, as

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There are no teachers of Advaita, neither on this blog nor anywhere else.What is, cannot be taught, known, or understood. There is no one to know This. There is no one who knows Beingness better than another. What seems to be happening is a sharing, an expressing....some expressions seem to resonate....or not....but it's all happening in the dream of Oneness....in reality, nothing is happening

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Breathe in....Breathe out....That's all that is ever asked of us..And not even that.Notice how the benevolence that we are breathes the body, moves the body, allowing all thoughts, feelings and sensations to arise and fall away...Notice how all of it is actually open space, swirling, vibrating in silence...Is there anything to do? Is there anything to be?? Aren't we being lived, as Life itself.

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What will enlightenment, advaita, non-duality, freedom, liberation, or seeing give you?Absolutely nothing.There is no gain whatsoever. How can you have more of yourself, if you are everything and nothing? In the story of me, the "me" thinks it will gain something....like peace or freedom, etc. But if liberation is the seeing that there is no one, then who will benefit? If everything seen,

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I cannot get out of this ocean because the ocean is mewhat drowns is an echo of something that never swam..insteadin the deep ocean of me,there is only ocean-nessflying

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What This is, is full-on Being.No divisions, separations, witnessing, or causing.Full-on Being.Everything everywhere is YOU. Wherever you turn, there YOU are.A kaleidoscopic window appears before "your eyes," somewhere in the vicinity of "your head."In this window appear all kinds of images..Sensations are experienced and some "objects," like "your body," are rather consistent experiences, while

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The question of suffering in the world is often grappled with when reading the messages of non-duality. The "mind" doesn't understand how everything can be Love, when there appears so much turmoil, stress and pain happening.Right here, right now, though, there is no suffering anywhere. Anything we can point to is a thought, image, projection or memory arising in Being. Can we prove that there

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If what I AM is the source of absolutely everything,what could I possibly want?Beingness delights in what is...what will be, or what was, has no meaning,except in the weaving of a story..The dream of past and future is beautiful (or not),but nothing trumps what is,because even the dream is only ever here, now,appearing in what I AM.There is no escape from what I AM,the dream character is not able

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-31168430587801400962009-06-06T09:52:00.008+02:002009-06-06T15:43:15.475+02:00

We think that the "other" is having a different experience than we are.  We assume that they experience their own "I AM," and that it is emanating "over there," while ours is "here."But see that the "other" is simply another appearance to what we are.  An appearance to This, here.  We could say that "they" don't exist as separate from us, because they only exist as a perception in "here," and the

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A little "story" which spontaneously arose this morning.  Sitting with the questions, observing the dance of back/forth, this/that....all the while, deep silence, deep joy, loving to be whatever arises..And now some questions for you:1) What are you afraid of?Without "traveling" into a past or a future, are you afraid of anything?2) What do you desire?In the here-now, without "dreaming," do you

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-15492517711917859632009-05-24T08:24:00.002+02:002009-05-24T08:49:55.206+02:00

What is written about here is not something "special" ordifficult to attain.  It's the most natural thing there is, the only thing there is..And it's already "attained."And it's not a thing.It's an is-ing, or be-ing..There is nothing else "happening."What is, is perfectly itself, always.What appears, in This, as ThisIs not a mistake.The idea of separation is just that: an idea.What we call

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-86573863377029265382009-05-17T14:39:00.004+02:002009-05-17T14:42:01.729+02:00

Identification seems to dissolve...But see that NOW, there is no identification....so what dissolves? And when?

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Whatever happens, happens in the story only."Suffering" or "awakening" are experiences/appearances that arise in YOU.The "I" wants the story to change.The "I" wants a different experience.But it is the "I" itself which is an experience arising in what YOU really are.YOU don't change, your appearance does.So enlightenment is already the case. Nothing will happen, but this cannot be imagined by the

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-86364599964624479742009-05-14T20:56:00.003+02:002009-05-14T21:07:45.592+02:00

No words can describe what we areAnd yet, Love seems to reach out (and in)To experience its Beingness..So tender, so sweetEven the tears refresh And cleanseWhat needs no cleansing..Nothing is neededAnd what isCan only be This,Right here, right now..Somehow it's just right this wayThe only way,The way which cannot be circumvented,The way that moves the "you" and the "me"..And who's feet can avoid

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-36471678676317350992009-05-10T11:26:00.004+02:002009-05-10T12:08:12.591+02:00

It seems sometimes that there are those who "know" something and point to Beingness, and those who are "trying to understand."  What is the difference between the ones who "point" and the ones who "seek?"  Nothing, nothing, nothing.  There are no knowers and no seekers.  What comes out of "this" mouth is simply arising in THIS and what comes out of "that" mouth is another thing arising in THIS!  

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-2942780575377136822009-04-26T14:27:00.003+02:002009-04-26T14:49:07.481+02:00

It's all been said beforeWe are all repeating ourselves, And yetWords keep coming...Expressions arise..THIS cannot be described because how can something which IS itself,  look at itself as an object in order to describe what it sees?And how can THIS, which in fact is not an object, be described, except by an object which is outside of it, observing it?Hmmmm..There is no way out of THIS...

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We're told that there is nothing to do about Enlightenment, Liberation, Awakening, etc.We're told that there is no one to do anything about it, because there is no one separate from what is.Sometimes it is suggested that as long as there is a belief that there is a separate person here, we might as well look for that personin order to really see once and for all that there is no one...All of this

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-72736077451069669542009-04-04T18:34:00.010+02:002009-04-04T19:12:50.028+02:00

The mystery of what we are is not about knowledge...We know nothing, and we cannot know "This."We think someone knows something and passes on this knowledge,But it's really about not-knowing anything:an undoing,                a falling into the mystery.The next step is unknown...who steps without feet?*The next breath is not a certainty...who is doing breathing?Words, if they come, are

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-38355202940989082552009-03-28T10:03:00.003+01:002009-03-28T10:29:57.994+01:00

The search for enlightenment arises in Enlightenment..The search for liberation appears in Liberation..The desire for love arises in Love..The seeking for peace happens in Peace..The separate "you" appears in YOU.It's all a dream, which doesn't mean that nothing is real..Everything is real, because everything is THAT,But everything is not what it appears to be.Choices seem to happen, but there is

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-50889413754983573652009-03-22T21:49:00.003+01:002009-03-22T22:05:53.736+01:00

Shadowsand light playon the immovable rock of Being...The dream:light/darkbeautiful/ordinaryNo-thing welcomes everything..There is no separation.

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-72979571153192875612009-03-15T10:39:00.003+01:002009-03-15T10:52:13.431+01:00

we don't need to think about this,we only need to be BE this...and not even thatbeing IS...always happeningnow nownownot happening like an "action," but be-ing..no effort at allso simplethe "me" that sits down to think about it all is also a thought, a story.the story seems to be "going somewhere," but is it really?  are YOU going anywhere?in the midst of all the swirling thoughts and sensations,

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An idea imagined feet and walked for many milesin wind and rain and mud,sometimes sheltered by grand shady trees,sometimes caressed by sunlight andthe perfume of fresh blossoms...It kept going, a hot fire pushing imagined feetfurther and further..Until no-time shouted, "This is IT!" And the ideawalked right off a cliff into a vast landscape of imagined nothingness,the ground of which was total

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Who am I?That question seems to move through nothingnessfloating,a leaf in the breeze,ending up as a faint whisper of ...what was the question?

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You don't need thought to be.You don't need thought to live...(the heart beats with or without thought)YOU ARE with or without thought.See how effortlessly life flows with thought....and how thought is not needed at all. Thoughts are companions which attempt to make sense of this "life"....but they are not essential to Being. Whatever appears, including thought, is simply Being...appearing as

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-12283664603115201822009-02-16T07:50:00.003+01:002009-02-16T08:02:00.571+01:00

Rainstorms are not rejected by the sun...they come and go...all the while the sun is eternally shining...Clouds are not judged as "wrong" or "right" by the sky....they come and go...all the while the sky eternally is...Don't be fooled by what shows up...it cannot appear without YOU, already and always here...A cloud may seem to momentarily block the light of the sun, but without that light, could

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-17299480010863183612009-02-10T18:14:00.006+01:002009-02-10T18:53:09.400+01:00

That bird chirping outside the window...The sound of the water gurgling in the radiator...Muffled voices in the apartment upstairs..Why are these happenings unimportant, overlooked, ignored?Is it because they are not happening to "you?"  Because they do not impact "my life" and "me" directly?  The swirling drama of "the me story" is the only event of interest?  And often, if the sounds are

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-73483587366217412082009-02-06T10:31:00.005+01:002009-02-06T11:37:36.032+01:00

Who am I?(silence)Who am I?(silence)Who am I?(silence)There is no reaction, no response to this question.  There is no reference point for this question.  It has no meaning.  If there were a response, it might be: ?????  Because the question somehow makes no sense.  What is a "who?"  What is an "I?"No response.Just nothingness, empty space, being...How did the question even arise?  Who or what

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There is nothing to "get" here.No one "has it" "knows it" or "teaches it."  There is no difference betweenThe "guru" and the "seeker"...There is no difference.Both are appearances in Beingness..Neither is more "enlightened" than the otherNo one is enlightened.Both are wondrous expressions of the OnenessAll that ever happens (seemingly) is a sharing,an expressing of what is...and that includes a "

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Open, empty spaciousness...That is what I amInfinite...There is no end to my reachEverything appears in what I am...Embraced, allowedNothing is resistedNothing is rejectedAll is allowed to be....as it isThere are no preferencesFor thisor that experienceThe preference is always for what is...Strangely, there is experiencingand the knowing of experiencing SimultaneouslyWhatever appears is known, by

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~There is nobody homeThere is only ..... home~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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You don't have to open....you are opennessYou don't have to let go....you are deep releaseYou don't have to love....you are loveYou don't have to become....you are You don't have to lose the "me"....it never existedThere is only YOURest in the sweetness that is named compassionOnly YOUNeither poetic words nor beautiful concepts can describe what YOU areThey are not trueNothing is trueJust YOUJust

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What is here, right now?What is here, present, aware....just now and now and now....fresh....here....?Is it possible to get out of this here-now?  Is there any way to escape This, right here?Is there anywhere to turn where THIS is not?  Is there anything that is not THIS?  Whatever is appearing, it's appearing in what? As what?  What is here?Is there an exit from right here, right now?  Can there

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-44728772906792931142008-11-23T10:12:00.004+01:002008-11-23T10:55:52.761+01:00

Often, we seem to be lookingin thoughtwe're looking for something, for confirmation,for answersBut there are no answers in thoughteach one seems to say, "This is the truth, this is what is happening."and then the next one might say the oppositeand what we are is beyond bothWe see that no thought is truewe see that they cannot solve the mystery of what we are..Even in the appearance, the play of

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In a moment of no time...a deep sweetness arises,call it gratitude,maybe wonder...A welling of tears and heata deep tenderness arisingThe story....this dream world...this Mystery, this Everythingis so beautiful...And I can't explain whyit is simply what is hereno one to feel it  This here-now is so much sweeter than a someone..and yet, it is precisely the story of a someone,seen as precious and

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Sometimes we say to look for the separate "me," in order to see that it doesn't exist...But there is no one there to "look."  And therefore no "me" there to see that the "me" doesn't exist!  Perhaps we should use the word "notice" instead, because "looking" sometimes implies a search for something....or nothing.When looking, it seems the "person" wants to find something....there is nothing there,

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Notice now In this Spacious Beingness here How the separate "me-thought" is seen, accepted, delighted in... Notice There is nothing wrong with any of it"me" is Love, too...

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Whatever seems to be happening....it is innocent...This moment, whatever appears, see how it is welcomed, loved, seen....just as it is.There is nothing wrong with what is appearing now.  There is a spacious presence registering, experiencing....with total acceptance.  This happens, that happens, it's someone's fault, it shouldn't be, etc....sound familiar?  And yet.  What is, is... period.  

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You do not know what you are, you only know that you are...You are freeYou are freeYou are free

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Everything you've ever wished for...Everything you've wanted to become...Every goal, every dream you've had or worked toward...Every moment that you anticipated with excited impatience,expecting a delight...Every time you did your best to love, to forgive, to "be a better person"...Every beautiful sight, sound, or touch you've experienced...all of it..Is WHAT YOU AREAll the progress you've made..

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Did you remember to grow the nail on your index finger today?Did you remember to spin the earth on its axis so that the sun would appear in the morning?Did you make sure to breathe last night while you were sleeping?What woke you up this morning?Did you "decide" to move your hand just now, to look at some part of the room, or rub your nose?  Or did those things just "happen?"It might be hard to

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-79313715713967332812008-10-01T20:31:00.005+02:002008-10-01T21:00:47.084+02:00

This I AM is unfathomable spacious openness....empty and yet, welcoming...somehow embracing all that appears and doesn't.Appearances...well, they appear....that is all!  It's what seemingly happens. No power to "do" anything....they are simply the kaleidoscopic reflections of I AM....they have no substance, are made of Nothing(ness).  Let's not even call them "they," because there is only I AM,

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No one needs a teacher to BE what one is.  You are THAT already, and it seems that in the story, this is pointed out to "you," by "people" who see it.  But there are no "people" really, this is a beautiful dream, a story, that arises in YOU.  All that is happening here is YOU, be-ing.....and loving what is.Before seeing, after seeing - what's the difference?  In reality, none at all!  There never

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"When all the false self-identifications are thrown away, what remains is all-embracing love."                                                            - Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10017122510949972337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1207195727456487199.post-62376799537371350032008-09-15T16:10:00.005+02:002008-09-15T16:33:22.961+02:00

Nothing has to change, to be more "godly," "spiritual," or "enlightened"...There is only WHAT IS....exactly as it is...and perfectly so.  Nothing can be any other way..YOU are this "Everything."  Enlightenment, Liberation, Freedom, Love, Beingness, call It what you will, This is all there is, here, now....end of story. (literally ;-))  It's really quite simple.  THIS is simply how it is, right

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I know it's a cliché, but it's the word that comes....THIS is Love.   Everything we talk about, point to, try to explain in words....this is Love...anything that seems to be happening....tears falling, sadness, joy, table, chair, thought - it's all LOVE.All of this, everything which appears and doesn't.....is Love. The I AM, the sense of presence/being.....Love.   Look anywhere, everywhere.......

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We know that there is no separate, little "I," who is a doer or thinker, apart from the Oneness...and yet, there is a sense of I AM.  What is that?  Is it the "Supreme Self"(the capital "I")?  Is there such a thing?This I AM feeling/sense comes from where?  Isn't it the fragrance, or emanation, of this Spaciousness, this empty Nothingness?  Isn't there simply this silent peaceful indescribable

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..is the only thing that is ever happening..

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Everything you see, is actually what is seeing..               and what is seeing, is actually nothing seeing no-thing just seeing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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I've been told...that I am a person,a controller,an entity with a will,a doerI've been told...that the earth revolves around the sun,that planets influence behavior,that a rock is an inanimate object, without feelingI've been told...that life works in a certain way,that I have to choose the right way,that my success is important,and all up to meI've been told...that ignorance is bliss,to forgive

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So, it is seen that the separate, controlling "me" is a fiction?  Great...no more suffering....and the realization that there never was/is any suffering....now, now, now - it's always NOW.So, the sensation, image, feelings of a separate, controlling "me" appear again?  Great...still no suffering.  Tears, anger, disappointment may appear as well.  No problem at all...bring 'em on ;-) THIS has no

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Forget about Enlightenment, Liberation, Awakening, etc...Come to this like a newborn, knowing nothing, simply being....aware, breathing, seeing, hearing, tasting.This is IT.  There is truly nowhere to go, nothing else to discover.  You are This, everything and nothing.  There is no one to be in the world or see the world, there is only seeing what appears to be a world.  Nothing is what it seems.

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I am infinite, unfathomable space                                             come, fall into me..

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....I'm still waiting for the answer ;-) ....what arises in response to this question is a silent buzzing-flow of nothingness...the word "real" has no meaning here...only "This" is, and no explanation of "This" comes..

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~melting into This,as This, not apart nor watching,being no-thing shines..~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Every question has an answer:I AMEvery problem has a solution:I AMEvery fear, every confusion, every doubt:I AMThe best way to celebrate what is?I AMI AM is the joy, the delight, the loving-to-be of This.  It springs forth like a heartbeat from Nothingness...like the pulse of Being.  I AM is all that is ever needed or wanted (and not even that).  I AM is more than enough, it is mind-blowing and

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