only mind construes a progress or a regress only mind sees gain or loss only mind fabricates a life or a death. in truth there is nothing but the eternal unfathomable unfolding of That. the very thing you are. so how can you be sad? how can you feel separate? what can trouble you when you are the seed of all creation?
we created and destroyed again and again unlikely authors writers of legends birthing new gods while burying the old builders of empires and destroyers of nations with much human love with much human pathos architects of order and of chaos. who could fathom a dance of such magnificence?
We are the stories, we are the creators and we are always in the process of creating. In this world ruled by impermanence, how real are our creations? Could it all be a dream? And if so… Who is dreaming it all?
Consciousness does not need the world. It allows it.
“Consider the fact that no matter how many planets and stars are reflected in a lake, these reflections are encompassed within the water itself; that no matter how many universes there are, they are encompassed within a single space; and that no matter how vast and how numerous the sensory appearances of samsara and nirvana may be, they are encompassed within the single nature of mind (sem-nyid).” – Dudjom Lingpa
it hides behind all looking eyes one seeingness it lays behind all listening ears one hearingness. not the senses not the thinking child of light! this world exists because you Are. pure Beingness.
We get it all wrong, because we look at it the wrong way. We feel that we are a body (with an intelligence and an awareness localized inside the body… somewhere) moving through the world and life. This is a dualistic thinking, and the root of all our problems.
A little meditation practice will reveal that we are not a body with an intelligence and an awareness. We are in fact awareness (or being) itself. Not a person who is aware, but that Awareness. (People who have had near-death experiences will often be in this ‘pure awareness’ state for some time). When our body will die, the awareness that allowed you to know you exists, will remain intact. Awareness can never change, or grow, or diminish in any way. It is One and same for all. The body is a mere tool that allows you to interact with the world.
So, the true perspective is that you, that space where all life arises, have always been, and will always be. How else would you know that anything is?
Awareness is ALL there is. The material universe also exists because awareness allows it. And the same with all possible experiences (including birth and death) which can only be known because you are there first. Sort of like the white canvas on which a painting can take shape. Without you, there is nothing.
Now, why do you look here or there? Are you not that very Looking?
I tiptoe through life leaving no traces creating a song that remains unheard.
The very fact that all is transitory supports the idea that life is a game, not to be taken too seriously. Great empires turn to dust, moments of extreme happiness turn to pain, intense suffering can become sources of wisdom. The universe doesn’t like stagnation, and is in a constant state of transformation.
Approaching life with a sense of humor and lightness contains more wisdom than it may appear at first. It affirms the knowing that “No, I too will not last forever. Nor will this heart ache, nor this happiness.” We are all players of a cosmic game. And the final joke is always on those who took it all too seriously.
so much unspoken beauty lost in between these spoken words.
How could we expect to understand it all when mind itself is a function of this creation? Understanding implies a distance between the observer and the object observed. Is there a distance between you and life? Where do you end, and life begins?
The only way to ‘understand ‘ it is to Know it, and to know something is to be One with it. No amount of understanding will give you full knowing. To truly know is to penetrate the essence of a thing and take it on as your own. All else is, what Osho called, endless “foolosophy”.
let’s play gods and build a world in our very likeness a phantom dream! with wicked plots and unlikely circumstances. then let’s forget and pretend we are Mortals in the game.
Is life happening ‘to’ us, or are we more deeply involved in its unfolding? The Hindus have the concept of Maya, that birth and death are both dreams, that life is merely a mirage, dissipating like smoke. Who or what is dreaming all this?
The real purpose of life is about remembering our origins, awakening to our forgotten, divine consciousness and to the reality that we are.