Being’s Rest

early in the morning, just before waking
the body wrapped in a cocoon of sleep;
there is Pure Presence without differences.

just as

late, upon falling asleep,
the body relaxing joyfully into deep rest,
Consciousness remembers its infinity.

in the waking state
where objects arise, shifting multiform,
Awareness plays the game of a seeming-duality,
where in Reality, its rest remains absolute.

and the dreamed world at night
whose objects are less dense:
a translucent half-way point
towards Silence.

birth and death,
moments in time,
space-bound events in a life;
Awareness is free of all
the transformations
that we may believe
depict its bounds.

at any moment, there is only the meditation of consciousness –
which includes all its arisings –
but is never limited to them.

Being is always at Rest.

The Radiance of Silence

To True Silence:
not the silence of the mind,
nor the silence of sound,
but the silence that lives in the Heart of our Being…

to this Silence, we are bound.

ever-present as the background,
the wellspring of infinity,
waiting – always, just on the other side of Form –

this is the True Silence to which all reverence is due.

it is the silent response in answer to the question ‘What Am I?’

the exhalation of breath
subsumes into a stillness..
there is a pause, before the birth of the Inhale,
where this Silence can be felt.

it has been called – turiya – the non-objective state –
that which resides over waking, sleeping, dreaming…

in this space before the inhalation,
all of our arrogances and presumptions,
fears, desires, appropriations, objections,
all are offered as silent sacrifice to the Absolute,
and she churns them, in her fireplace of Creation
towards the explosion of life that comes with each in-breath.

For True Silence is not nothing;
It is Being,
It is what Is,
and in Its inestimable creativity,
it is that which births the cosmos and Life,
as this radiant display of energies playing the multitudes of a cosmic embrace,
energies mirrored in the subtleties of the body itself.

True Silence is not death,
It is the Silence at the heart of Life, eternally…
It is the Light of Awareness, this
The Open Radiance of Silence.

Freedom to Love

Love is our innermost;

It is a natural outpouring
that expresses itself, continuously,
from the inside out and from the outside in,
where, in fact, it can be seen that the inside is the outside,
and all this play of manifestation arises in the heart of our Being.

When we set aside our habitual barriers of assumption –
about the way things ought to be, about who I am and who you are,
what remains, inevitably, is Love.

But true love is Free, it is not bound by any rules of the mind, so:

if we believe love belongs to us, or to another person –
if we believe we are owed love from our environment –
if we believe we have given too much love and now we must close our hearts –
then Life will always find a way to prove us wrong.

Love doesn’t belong to us; we belong to Love.
Love isn’t owed to us; we are Love.
Love cannot be given or received, it is not a quantity that can be gained or lost;
but, to be sure, the only way to be truly hurt in life is to close your heart for good…

Love is the natural expression of our Freedom;
and Freedom is the natural outcome of a genuine Love for reality.

Perhaps you’ve noticed:
the thought patterns that we hate in ourselves,
the people who we feel cause us our biggest problems,
the aspects of our body that we don’t like at all,
these things never quite go away, and they continue to haunt us –
until we discover how to love them.

It seems to be a rule of life:
When you truly love something, it begins to free itself.

Now, why would anyone love the patterns they hate?
Simply because there is nothing else…
Because life has given you this – and so, it’s for you.
It is a gift to discover.

And perhaps the thoughts don’t even change;
perhaps the troublesome neighbour doesn’t even notice;
perhaps our body doesn’t look different at all on the surface;
but in an innocent and earnest attempt to love, we will always notice a difference.

Because Life is Love.

And because, when you love life, life loves you –
and that’s all there is to it.

what does consciousness ask

this infinite consciousness,
completely whole,
absolute,
imperturbable,
that wants and needs nothing beyond itself:

what does it ask of ‘me’?

well…
first of all,
it asks of this moment,
that it should be.

exactly as it is:
not one iota out of place.

the entire cosmos has aligned exactly for this, right now…
there are no independent entities that could have affected the circumstances…
this very experience, without exception, is the providence of a universal will.

there is only one reality,
and it flows as the freedom of life’s movement,
its natural intelligence.

…but of ‘me’ – this body and mind…?

it’s a good question.

I would suggest that first
life asks us all to open to a possibility
beyond ‘me as a separate entity’.

that doesn’t always come in the form of an explicit spiritual search –
though the spiritual search is, as I see it, the culmination of freedom from the belief in separation.

it can come in service, for instance:
doing something that lies beyond the fringes of self-interest..

it can come in creativity:
creating something new, which always come from outside-the-box of the ego…

it can come in simple ways:
a smile to a stranger, a good meal with friends, a moment of laughter…

ways and moments of freedom,
ultimately of happiness,
these are where we are all directed,
is it not?

so, what does consciousness ask of me?

it asks us to, first, discover the happiness of living impersonally…
and that is the destiny for everyone.

and then…who knows…there is no agenda…

this impersonality emerges in time and space through the form of each of us –
and we owe this opportunity of existence as individuals to the reality we are –

Life didn’t make a mistake in putting you here!

perhaps the question why am I here?
has no literal answer.

but the fact is, we are here…
and this moment is its own purpose…

so:
what does consciousness ask?

only consciousness could answer…
and it does, and will, through the way this
very life
moves through you
and your life –
an individual, beautiful expression
of cosmic creativity.

dissolution into being

when this moment of perception is allowed to be exactly as it is,
when all resistance to this experience, right now, is surrendered,
there is a dissolution into Being.

in open listening, an object becomes fully expressed and resolves itself back into the Heart, where time and timelessness are indistinguishable…

any perception can be fully welcomed,
but it seems to often be the perception of the body
that is most available for this resolution.

the felt-sensation expands, intensifies, dissolves, and finally points back to the Silence from which it came. it’s a non-conceptual exploration and it happens in the genuine and total openness to the perceived element.

eventually,
without preconceived notions,
without conceptualizing,
without putting life into a mental framework,
and without assumptions about the way it should be,
there is only ‘naked’ perception,
resolved of duality.

is there even perception at all?

the doorway is always open to this allowing of consciousness;
and any perception is a vehicle to the Presence of its reality.
Presence-as-itself is, by nature, always here and now.

in reality, there is no change; any duality between consciousness and its elements is only implied and never directly experienced. however, in the deciphering of experience through a tool of limitation (e.g. a human mind), the Silence of Awareness seems to be divisible into multiplicity…and it is through this apparent expression of an object perceived (e.g. present moment sensation) that the doorway opens towards the resolution of appearances back into the unknowable.

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.