movement of life

this is the transcript from a video I made today…

this reality has an element of knowing to it.

we may not know what life is,
and far be it for any person to say they do –
but, nevertheless, there is this knowing element of experience:
experience is known.

what is it that knows life?

sometimes it’s called consciousness.
but consciousness just means ‘whatever’s conscious’; which means ‘whatever knows’.
so, consciousness isn’t really a word that tells us a lot,
other than the fact that there is the presence of something that’s conscious.

but we could say that Life is, reality is;
that’s true, because there is Being,
there is Life, there is Reality,
if only in the fact that we are aware of it…

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there’s this movement:
the movement of Life held within the infinite silence of its own Being,
you could say that poetically.

really, it’s a mystery.
there’s lots we don’t know.
I mean, what do we really know?

consciousness consciousness consciousness
that’s very effective at deconstructing beliefs that obstruct Peace,
but what do we really know?

we know that we are aware, for sure.
we know that awareness is real.
experientially there is one reality (and logically too),
but apart from that, look there’s just…

this moment, this expanse of the texture of life,
this is all just kind of painting a picture because we don’t know,
I mean, look –
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so what’s the balance between knowing and not-knowing?

we can’t deny that we know consciousness, to do so would be madness.
but we can know that we don’t know anything else, in a matter of speaking.

all we can know is our consciousness, and even that…isn’t for the mind,
it’s: consciousness knows consciousness,
the rest is –
dynamic, it’s incredible, it’s a wonderful mystery that there is anything.

look, there’s something!

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but the Peace
the Peace that we seek
is in the heart of what we really are.

you can ‘unveil’ that through questioning your beliefs earnestly and uncompromisingly.

and then the rest,
there is no rest –
there’s just…
life continues to…
to do what life does.

but there is an end to suffering.

you could say that the most natural experience is that of Love.
it’s always natural because it’s about taking off the armour instead of putting on something.

resisting less, avoiding less,
Being.

Past Those Palace Walls

even in those times when we have no choice
but to offer our humble lot to the Above,
when we are undone by life’s firm grasp in
that way she shakes us free from what we are not –
could it be that this too is perfect?

there and wins and then there are losses
our lives tend to flow between the two
but some become so distracted by winning
never seeing in fact, past those palace walls,
that true Freedom only comes from loss –

the loss of everything you took to be you.

this is not a somber loss, it’s only the mind that thinks it must be so –
firmly attached as it is to the belief to be separate from the hand that holds:
it is a loss and yet the deepest gain – a gain of nothing, really, but what a nothingness,
the nothingness of divine peace and an opening to Love within.

it comes when we put down the heavy load we’ve been carrying
when we finally surrender our love to nothing but the truth –
all these judgments and resentments and projections and frustrations
must be thrown into the sacrificial fire and burnt to ash
we’ve only held onto them because we are afraid to stop complaining!

life does not punish but rather she is forced to give us tough love
she’s not sentimental – why would she care about those precious feelings –
she wants us to release ourselves into and as the wide open and nothing less,
to stop pretending to do everything ourselves in the face of all she does for us…

so, let’s not worship at the foot of Frustration,
pretending like we are justified in a revolt against Life –
it is simply arrogance to believe that life has wronged us,
when she gives us every opportunity to drop the pretence and Be.

at some point we must recognize that our prayers are answered
at any moment we stop fighting, and let Life pierce our heart open to love;
it’s not about having a bowed head, it’s about saying ‘Yes!’
and getting out of Her way for once.

we have to recognize that suffering comes when we fight against the universe
it is the reminder that we have shelled ourselves away from Her.
peace and love is our nature, begging for us to let them in –
and if you fight the universe – who do you think will win?

image source: Catf

The Tree

Green,
some of them –
made of oak or pine,
our watchful neighbours,
titans of the forest or on streetlines.
tell, have you ever really looked at a tree:
watched how it grows and yet stands still
what I wouldn’t give to become treelike
a tree has nothing to apologize for!
it insists only on its being itself
on growing into its full stead
without asserting dominant
nor hiding from the day
it is a simple thing
as far as I know
but it’s strong
and gentle
like the
earth
on
some
cool
days
when
your
feet
touch
dirt
and
you
know
this
life
is
perfect.