SIMPLY AWE AND WONDER

Take away gurus who kindly suggest what to do; the idea of filling some shoes they’ve created just for you. If you have no “I” your mind clings to, does any of it matter? “Arriving,” “awakening,” “becoming,” merely ceaseless chatter.

Outside of oneness the world is ablaze, with photons and seagulls and lives in a maze. Inside is thoughtless and wordless, serene. No magic potion from which you must wean. The ocean of existence held in one speck of sand; even this released from the clutch of your hand. Sighing, “Nothing is here anymore, never was…” This allows humor within and above.

Consciousness moves changelessly, yet wild and free. How did I ever think it was “me”? The fact that it is and is not brings me pleasure. The freedom ensuing is far beyond measure. All that remains is a noticing of “what is.” I am “that” as well as “this”; only AWE is left standing when oneness consumes bliss…