breathe in, breathe out, live, move, rise up                                and pass away

meditate

quiet

calm

abyss

 

x bhavatu sabbe mangalum x

 

 

 

Immense creativity
moments of stillness

 

I grasp ambiguity
revel in it

 

Remove myself, abscond

and listen
not listen
hear

 

nothing

a quickening

an absence

 

that returns with me

 

and which I deliver to you, my good fellow

 

x bhavatu sabbe mangalum x

 

 

 

 

 

  

LIFE IS GOOD

…and if you read that and don’t simply fully agree with it – if you stop even ever so slightly and question it -if you do not accept it without question, then you, like me, need to PRACTICE.  Because life is good, in fact it is great, wonderful, marvellous, brilliant.

 

It is!

 

If you think it aint, or if you think you KNOW it aint, then that’s your CHOICE.

 

YOUR CHOICE

 

If you are now rebelling, resisting, scoffing, fighting in any way at all, against this idea. STOP. Right now

 

STOP RESISTING, and…

 

…just accept, just for this moment that you may be choosing to know that life is something other than fantastic. Just for this brief moment, for the time it takes you to read this post, accept the possibility that what you KNOW is simply what you are choosing to know. please…

 

 

 

…maybe, just maybe, life is bloody fantastic and you are missing out.  You are not seeing it, are not feeling it, are not experiening the absolute JOY and WONDER of life because…

 

 

YOU ARE CHOOSING NOT TO

 

 

Forget, for this moment, all the reasons, all the evidence, all the rationalisations that totally and utterly explain to you why life is less than wonderful.  These may be because you hurt, you suffer; they may be because others are hurting, suffering. Let go of all those now. Be free of them just for this tiniest moment.

 

let go of all the things you know

let go of any doubt

TRUST IT

 

shhhhhhhhhhhh

 

 

stop, don’t scroll down, stay here….briefly

 

 

 

 

 

                                                             there…

…there

                                          ….there

 

 

in that emptiness, in that stillness

 

 

 

is hope

 

 

 

 

 

 

thank you for practising with me

and the more we practice, the more we grow to know

that life is full

of WONDER and JOY

 

 

 

 

 

may you all share in my dharma

 

may you all be blessed

 

x bhavatu sabbe mangalum x

 

 

 

 

 

Non self – perhaps the most difficult thing to get – well it probably is, cause when we experience it, ‘we’ are not experiencing it. In those moments of non-self we are/are not all that there is. We are in that space between in breath and out breath. Living, being….yet not consciously aware of it.

 

And to be in that place requires us to be simply aware through being. Not an awareness that comes from reflection, thought, cognitive understanding, but an awareness that comes from simply being there. And once again, this takes practice.

 

The practice of mindfulness.

 

The practice of letting go.

 

Mediation is one place to practice. In meditation we can learn the basics. We can learn that there is a gap between sensation and feeling. That what occurs in that gap is attachment. That we attach a judgement to the sensation – a good, bad, sad, horrific, irritating, erotic, or whatever feeling to the sensation. We learn in mediation that we are in control, that we are responsible, that we make choices. So we leave the mat knowing that we are responsible. That we are creating our feelings, we are creating how we experience and understand and feel about our world. Mediation can provide us with this knowledge. It then becomes up to us what we do with this knowledge.

 

We must build the self before we can let go of it. Only the strong, the brave, the steadfast can let go of their selves. It takes complete trust. It involves seemly making yourself vulnerable….. to everything. And yet once at that point, we have come to realise that there is no distinction between ‘me’ and ‘everything else’. We know that the distinction between self and other is completely fictional. So the strength, the bravery and the steadfastness, that have been so critical in getting us to that point, are no longer needed. We know that we have nothing to let go of. The moment occurs without ceremony. The moment is for all intents and purposes no different from the one that preceded it.

 

Except for that moment, ‘I’ no longer exist. What does it feel like? It is literally indescribable, because in that moment there is no one to experience it.

 

x bhavatu sabba mangalam x