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?
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?
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.
Why do they call it ‘god’? They call it god because it is not matter. All we can see and can be observed makes our material universe. But something else exists, which allows this material universe to be in the first place, and that is not made of matter, it cannot be observed or studied. Sort of like… dreams. Can anyone deny the existence of dreams? Everybody dreams. Yet, can we put a dream under a microscope? We can only study its manifestation, not its substance.
So with god. It is merely a symbol of something which cannot be limited to the material universe. Is god real? Are you?
in stillness and in silence lie all the answers of your wavering mind.
If we accept all change just as it is, comings and goings within an unchanging awareness, and not get attached to anything at all, but rather recognize yourself as That which is unchanging and allows all things to be, then life can be the eternally joyful experience.
life is ephemeral and find its meaning in its traceless flight.
Everything of this world is transitory and temporary. Only the ego wants things to be permanent and unchanging, because it is afraid of dying. The ego finds comfort in asserting its own existence, and that is all it does throughout our lives. We try to prove that “Yes, I am someone”. That is why enlightenment is called “ego’s biggest disappointment”. Awakening to the true reality means melting the illusory ego, or that sense of “i am a separate self”. It is a long and arduous process, including shedding all the layers of what we falsely call ‘me’. What is left is life itself, which needs no purpose outside itself.