an embraced multitude of Self-perceived form

Listen to the world beyond name and form, and you will hear its quiet song –
as it sings to us, before it ever speaks of limits, of that invisible, infinite unknown…
Presence, Animator, unseen and unheard, is what we are, what Life is, the only Being that could be;
and its animation, life’s temporal creation, the infinite motion of That Which Is Free.

that which presents itself here in this world, the shifting mirage of seeming-to-be, is but Being’s embraced multitude of its own Self-perceived forms. it is an expansion out from an infinitesimal point, unthinkable by mind. no projection or mentation could accurately represent the source of itself; however, all projections and mentations are only, ultimately, their source-reality in myriad motion. it is the dance of the invisible, known to itself by itself: for this Knowing is what is truly primordial to all experience. it is pure Being – it is what is.

reality belongs to no realizer, there is no one to understand. the seeming personal development of spiritual knowledge (even if such a thing were possible) would be completely illusory – everything, always, is impersonal. there is no Buddha to be or become or sit like or to make friends with. there is only reality, and its events belong only to itself. this may seem challenging for the mind which is always looking for security in identity, but there is great joy in seeing the total impersonality of all arisings. there is no separation nor division, nor could there ever be from You, Your Self, Absolute Consciousness.

present moment perception seems divisible into world (perception) and mind (viewer location) – but all we know of mind, world, perceptions is objective. a collection of mentations seen from a personal POV, aka a mind, is completely perceived – therefore it cannot be the subject, only the medium through which the true subject perceives. world-and-mind (and body) are all on the same side of the equation: perceived mind-stuff. however, that which perceives all mind-stuff is consciousness, and where are its limitations? it is infinite, embracing and perceiving all its objects. an object cannot be known other than in Impersonal Knowing, other than as Impersonal Knowing, other than with Impersonal Knowing. consciousness is real, and verifiably so – it is experientially a-priori to know that we are conscious (‘prior to’ any mental projection or position or state). reality is conscious (as no thought, sensation, or sense percept has the ability to perceive). Awareness is real; reality is aware; there is only awareness. the seeming subdivision of awareness into constituent parts is mind-made (and body implied). first, somehow, we have a glimpse that our nature is infinite presence-awareness, then our mind is realigned along this new pathway, then our body is colonized in its feeling, then sense perception is seen as our Self too, then our actions and relationships are realigned in harmony. (it doesn’t happen in any one order, but for the sake of clarity it could be elucidated in this way). but, that is all from the perspective of mind! eventually all formulation, cogitation, mentation, projection, thought, word, concept-image must be offered to infinite silence – and nothing remains but peace and joy and any some-such impersonal arisings seen in celebration.

peace and happiness are the non-phenomenal experience of Being which streams through and into the phenomenal realm, rekindling the fire of enthusiasm. the experience of Peace and the experience of Consciousness are indistinguishable, as well as inexhaustible, for they are both words for the nature of what is. we share the same Peace nature, whether it is seemingly veiled by mind-stuff and body-stuff – or not. 

the path to the unveiling of natural Peace is to inquire into the nature of experience until the beliefs that generate psychological suffering are seen-through. a clue, always, is in what we mean by ‘consciousness’ and how, for instance, we think of ‘reality’ different than our ‘self’. 

suffering leads to investigation, leads to inquiry, leads to abidance-meditation, leads to expression. 

all the while, nothing truly changes to that which is.

Unnameable Perfection

There can be a flow, a wave – a glimpse of the Heart in the silence of its Being – when the distinctive boundaries held between seeming-self and seeming-other are collapsed in a resolution of feeling…

Reality-as-itself, this knowing-being that knows and is Life, could be called Unnameable Perfection. Unnameable – because it cannot be given an appropriate title, when its depths are free, beyond language, concept, form and thought. Perfection – because it is never amiss: its created dance, and its supreme, simultaneous independence, is the unfoldment of cosmic beauty, without a flaw to be found.

We could call Love that which perceives experiences.
It is what is irreducibly real.
It is the the fabric of Being, of the One.

The absolution we long for is never in, as, or for the dreamed-character;
Absolution lies in the simple fact that only Awareness is Aware.

Knowledge (in terms of objects) is always formed in/thru the mind, the utilized channel of limited perceptions – but Knowing, if we extend its definition to include the non-phenomenal realm – is beyond, before, and prior to the access of mentation. ‘Knowing’ in this sense is the channel of Absolute Freedom.

the mind, the channel of limitation, can never know the consciousness that perceives it.
it is Consciousness that Knows both the mind, and Itself, through its Being-Nature.

Being Reality, Awareness Is.

on equality and harmony

as expressions of consciousness, all of our perceptions are completely intimate with consciousness’ perceiving of them – the experience of each seemingly distinguishable mind-form is completely steeped in consciousness. there is never any lack or absence of consciousness, ever, in any moment – and for that reason non-dual understanding is what Atmananda called ‘perfect communism’. there’s no hierarchy, no achievement, no appropriation possible except through a mental fantasy, which must at some point resolve itself back into the understanding that reality knows no levels.

this understanding Presence is the destiny of all the projections of consciousness.

since there is no lack of consciousness possible, each individual expression – for instance, each human being – is equal in consciousness. for, in fact it is only God’s mind which created, out of its freedom, each of us, and which guides our paths in life at each moment. it is simply through an act of ignorant thinking that we can come to see others as ultimately ‘others’ at all, to say nothing of putting seeming-others into an artificial hierarchy, of having or possessing entitlements, personal attributes of personal value, or qualities that belong to anything but the source. the only entity which can have is God. all credit is due to the divine. there may be relative inequality of relative possession – but since there is no absolute inequality – there is never any inequality of actual value.

if only our world culture took note of our shared being – what a different course life on Earth might take…

maya’s kaleidoscope

the dream of our self-made illusion
spreads out high and wide
over the mystic cover of night-thought,
to the farthest corners of the sublimated mind.

and yet upon touching the unmistakeable,
the sheath of maya is seen

as the mighty charade of a cosmic love-dance…

there is nothing but Reality with which Reality could pretend to veil itself;
– and so –
there is nothing but Reality with which Reality could attempt to find itself.

seek not your Self with your Self;
simply know your Self as all that is True.

and in the clear seeing
that you are what you seek,
the cataclysm of the spiritual search
begins to resolve itself
back to peaceful ash,
now ready to flit alongside the motion of the wind,
it’s only flightpath, the joy of the soul.

for even the deepest contraction has not the power to shift one iota in the ever-present sands of your depth. consciousness is your base, your core, your reality, your home.

underneath all concepts lies an undisturbed truth:
we share the very same Being.

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being and growth

reality is perfection already
it is self-knowing infinity,
peerless, singular, universal:

the cosmos that knows,
and that cannot not-know,
is a conscious one-ness…
it’s only rule: to Be.

the objects that we can know
through these, our extremely limited
vehicles-of-perception –
bodies, minds, worlds,
sensations, thoughts, sense perceptions –

always evolving, changing, growing…

and can move ever-towards the creative expression of their essence.

the key is in the upward momentum found thru this aligning with consciousness…

reality never grows or changes
and for that reason it is absolute,
the welcoming Mother of All –

but its vehicles from the source –
objects gross and subtle,
like human bodies and minds,
can grow in transparency, creativity and individual gifts
when they are bound no longer by the pre-tense of belief,
and slowly point back, a little more readily, to where they came.

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and I think too,
as I ponder this more
that there really is something
to leaning into the edge of experiencing –
which means, for me, now, feeling the moment
without the readying assumptions of the thinking-mind
and allowing the body to be the guide to a life informed by Being.

all is one

at no point in time or space (or that which is beyond it) has there ever been a multiplicity of realities. we have this deep intuition within our bones: we know, somehow, the interconnectedness of all things within the scope of Life’s singularity. one life, one love, one being, one reality. what is less obvious, perhaps, is that the perceiving consciousness, which cannot be removed from experience, is an inexhaustible and fundamental element of this unifying reality. we know the universe is one, but somehow we manage to ignore the fact that We are that one, too. it is a belief about consciousness, an irrational and superimposed tying-in of the subject of experience with certain objective elements that present themselves.

we are consciousness – we are that which is aware of our experience. when we think ‘I am the body’ or ‘I am this feeling’ we are really thinking ‘consciousness is limited to the body’ or ‘consciousness is limited to this feeling’; and this assumption is irrational. why would the consciousness perceiving our experience be limited to a body or a feeling? what could a body-feeling tell us about consciousness? it only tells us about the content of consciousness, i.e. in that moment, what we are aware of, but consciousness itself always remains independent. nothing that is perceived can tell us anything about the perceiver – no object tells us anything about consciousness. independence and freedom come from the same understanding – that consciousness is not subject to the dream of its creation.

there is only one reality and it is a conscious reality. it is not a body that is aware, it is not a mind that is aware, it is not a world that is aware – it is reality itself, eternally aware, conscious, and absolute. simply discern that you are conscious of your experience – and see that the nature of this consciousness you are is the one universal reality.

the flame of consciousness’ being

the infinite contains no fragments.
it is one entirety, one seamless, indivisible whole…
knowing itself, conscious of itself, made only of itself.
to know this as our true nature is freedom.

there is no hierarchy in Being,
there is only perfect equanimity and equality.

when we know that we share the same consciousness,
everything else becomes less important.
at some point, we celebrate our differences
and bond over this,
our common reality.

simply being what you are is enough.
no need to get lost in the myriad and endless ways of becoming
for what could you ever become other than what you already are.

you can rest, here and now, as Peaceful Presence.

it may take some time
upon the recognition of consciousness’ universality
for an individual body and mind
to become a creative expression of happiness –
but it’s inevitable,
the process can be surrendered to,
the bell has been struck,
and all unhappiness has its expiry date.

at some point,
all form
is blown out
like a candle
by the wind of reality…

and the true flame of
consciousness’ being
outshines all its
seeming shadows.