Tag Archives: nonduality

Unsold

Posted on July 5, 2015 by

” I just don’t see what awakening is good for. The people I know who have woken up – I don’t see how this has improved their lives. ” – Zelda Riffing off Zelda’s comment … Frankly… Awakening isn’t good … Continue reading →

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Forgive Everyone, Everything, Forever

Posted on February 6, 2015 by

Awakening feels like a revolution. It feels like a wild revolt against the previously lived life, its values, its perspectives, its relationships. On the other side of awakening, living still happens. Here and there still appears, even though others appear … Continue reading →

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Fear of Loss

Posted on November 29, 2014 by

What are you afraid of ? Snakes ? Scorpions ? Airplane travel ? Small potatoes. I submit you are deeply afraid of losing your individuality. You, but no longer special. No longer really “me”. If you have the time to … Continue reading →

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Too Simple To Believe

Posted on December 2, 2012 by

Awakening seems mysterious, inscrutable even. Why ? Not because it’s too complicated. Just the opposite; it’s too simple. The mind can’t stand simple. Give it a complication, and it will play with it for hours. If it were complicated, you … Continue reading →

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Jettison

Posted on November 17, 2012 by

The story-making me spins itself a yarn about waking up. It might go something like this: “I’m close. Real close. I can feel it. It’s got to be just one more thing I need to know, one more thing to … Continue reading →

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The I is a Fool

Posted on April 1, 2012 by

The I is a Fool Passing out shreds of advice like Halloween candy Craving approbation, appreciation, approval Surely now they see my wisdom Since I finally see it too ! The I is a fool. Ordering, arranging Making tidy, staying … Continue reading →

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Space Doesn’t Stop…. Anywhere.

Posted on October 10, 2011 by

Space doesn’t stop…. anywhere. That’s not what it feels like, though. In the dream of the separate self, space definitely seems to stop. Space feels like it stops at the skin. So, if space feels like it stops at the … Continue reading →

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