Mind Trip

The only thing standing between 'sort of here' and Here is the thought that I am not already Here.
Be Still. There is NowHere to go. You are Here beyond the concept of Here.
And Here is where the Fun is.
So Chill:)

Working Relationship

You are the Master, the mind is the Servant. Don't give your power away. Teach the mind, encourage it in its proper role. There is great power in this.

Be-boppin'

Nothing is born, nothing dies, and yet birth and death occur continuously, simultaneously.

Every birth contains the death of what was, every death the birth of what is arising. There is no distinction, no separation, but just One Event.

Life cannot die, but is the Eternal Dance, each step unique.

Take the floor. Dance the Night away:)

Wednesday Oneness

The One dances with Its Self in the Dream of the Many.
The One harmonises with Its Self in the Eternal, Infinite Song.
The One laughs with Its Self at the punch line of the Cosmic Joke.

No-Thing births All Things, so that It can experience Its Self in Infinite Variety.

'I' am That, and 'You' are That.

Namaste

...time to do the dishes, dreamboat;)

Climate Change

When you sense a fire within, a great consuming, it is that which is not you that is burning. Hold still in the clear cool centre of pure awareness, which is your true nature. In due time, a fresh breeze from that centre will blow away the remaining smoke, and the ashes, with your tears, will greatly nourish the soil.

Wordless, empowering peace blossoms, bearing sweet fruit at its maturing.

This is occurring in the magnificent Being called Humanity.

Hold still, folks:)

The One Question

Who am I?

Let the answer take you home.

Safe lodging.

A Gift to be Simple

Don't let the mind look through your eyes, but see everything from pure awareness, which is your true nature.

This is too simple for words, and so seems impossible for the mind. But as you rest as the pure awareness, the mind matures and becomes its instrument, no longer striving to know, but abiding in simplicity. Great things arise from this, as the mind is freed from the chains of continual questioning.

This is a wordless, infinitely tender joy.