layer by layer

the infinite light of consciousness
touches, through the filter of attention, an object;
illuminating it with its self-knowing presence…

the body, object par-excellence,
is one such vehicle lit by Consciousness
and which dissolves, layer by layer,
into a felt-understanding beyond any thinking process –
that what I Am is truly not-separate.

it is through loving attention and interest
that the thawing of these layers of lightness begin to subsume
the density and heaviness and neurotic tension
that sometimes seems to be ‘just the way it must be’;
there is a world beyond this assumption
waiting to be discovered –

all that’s required is openness, courage, love.

concepts don’t hold much weight there,
it is a path of the felt-sense,
it is a path of offering all sensation
to be returned to the depths
of the ocean of our eternal Being.

without formula

how would I move in the world if my body was an expression of happiness?

how would I speak and what would I say?

how would my interactions be coloured if all there is, is Love?

what would my thoughts be like as expressions of the intelligence that creates?

how would I look out at this world, present only in my heart, Awareness itself?

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upon the realization that there is only one reality – a conscious, aware reality that perceives all experience within itself, made of itself – thus opens a new door to what we could call ‘spiritual practice’. instead of being driven by lack into the hopes of attaining happiness in some foreign future, the ground has shifted, and the base from which we operate is Peace and Fulfillment…from there, how do we realign all aspects of our lives with the Love of it?

there’s no formula.

the moment arises as it does, experienced as this play of light within the perceiver; and the body, mind, and world act as they do – servants either to impersonal love or to the belief in fragmentation.

non-duality is the realization of the beginning. the rest is an expression of universal freedom channeled through the individual mind. a practice that comes from this joy, in my opinion, can be an expression of this universal symphony, played as if there were an individual musician possible, when all arises in this creative sea of cosmic silence.