Freedom. . . .
. . .is the second best subject in the world.
The first is Love.
But fortunately for us, they are two words for the exact same thing.
It has been a few days since I have updated this blog. And these last few weeks have been too amazing to do justice to with words. Everyday becomes simpler. And I am slowing fading back. Back to where I belong. Cell phones, e-mails, and stories. . .time and place. But the present is much more interesting now.
Confusion is the root cause of suffering. Tell me something I don't know. But the solution doesn't exist in actions, or thoughts. Intellect and muscle hold no key to this lock. Both act as mechanisms which offer up reminders. Reminders open up events. And the events bring Grace. . . .and the Grace is the opening of the heart.
Right action follows.
Seeing changes me. That "change" in me is the opening and expansion of the Heart. That opening of the heart changes the course of events, the action.
You change, the world changes. . .never the other way around.
And if it was, tell me what the difference would be?
A true friends job is to remind you of that when you forget. The mechanisms used as reminders are vast, maybe limitless. And that is the beauty of it. It can't be boring that way, ever, if you really see what IS.
When I am upset about something past tense, my ego is running the show. It has been my experience that nine times out of ten the entire perspective I have on things is backwards and inside out, when my ego is involved. Who is playing what role, and why. . .all backwards. Check for yourself and see.
Back to freedom. . .freedom is what IS when I see things clearly.
Freedom is NOT something "you" can achieve through "hard work", "discipline", or force of "will". Although as long as I think i can make it happen. . .i keeps itself in the game. So hey, no worries. I must have it's reasons for the delay.
"All works of art are commissioned in the sense that no artist can create one by a simple act of will but must wait until what he believes to be a good idea for a work "comes" to him."
- W. H. Auden
My faith is knowing that what happens to me, happens to the exact degree and measure that is required in order for me to realize freedom.
Proof = I ask myself when suffering if I am Free. I never am, just then.
She told me that she worried she might come back a puddle. But then it was obvious to her that this was not the worry. The worry is WHAT could come back as a puddle? The question is always 'who am I', and the puddle. . .there is the reminder.
mechanism = realization = the heart = . . . . .
So together we will teach each other that freedom means love, and love means freedom. And if you think I am speaking of something related to external circumstances then you are now reading the wrong blog.
It is in your heart.
'Who am 'I' and from whence?'
thoughts disappear
And consciousness of Self then flashes forth
As the 'I-I' within the cavity
Of every seeker's Heart
The first is Love.
But fortunately for us, they are two words for the exact same thing.
It has been a few days since I have updated this blog. And these last few weeks have been too amazing to do justice to with words. Everyday becomes simpler. And I am slowing fading back. Back to where I belong. Cell phones, e-mails, and stories. . .time and place. But the present is much more interesting now.
Confusion is the root cause of suffering. Tell me something I don't know. But the solution doesn't exist in actions, or thoughts. Intellect and muscle hold no key to this lock. Both act as mechanisms which offer up reminders. Reminders open up events. And the events bring Grace. . . .and the Grace is the opening of the heart.
Right action follows.
Seeing changes me. That "change" in me is the opening and expansion of the Heart. That opening of the heart changes the course of events, the action.
You change, the world changes. . .never the other way around.
And if it was, tell me what the difference would be?
A true friends job is to remind you of that when you forget. The mechanisms used as reminders are vast, maybe limitless. And that is the beauty of it. It can't be boring that way, ever, if you really see what IS.
When I am upset about something past tense, my ego is running the show. It has been my experience that nine times out of ten the entire perspective I have on things is backwards and inside out, when my ego is involved. Who is playing what role, and why. . .all backwards. Check for yourself and see.
Back to freedom. . .freedom is what IS when I see things clearly.
Freedom is NOT something "you" can achieve through "hard work", "discipline", or force of "will". Although as long as I think i can make it happen. . .i keeps itself in the game. So hey, no worries. I must have it's reasons for the delay.
"All works of art are commissioned in the sense that no artist can create one by a simple act of will but must wait until what he believes to be a good idea for a work "comes" to him."
- W. H. Auden
My faith is knowing that what happens to me, happens to the exact degree and measure that is required in order for me to realize freedom.
Proof = I ask myself when suffering if I am Free. I never am, just then.
She told me that she worried she might come back a puddle. But then it was obvious to her that this was not the worry. The worry is WHAT could come back as a puddle? The question is always 'who am I', and the puddle. . .there is the reminder.
mechanism = realization = the heart = . . . . .
So together we will teach each other that freedom means love, and love means freedom. And if you think I am speaking of something related to external circumstances then you are now reading the wrong blog.
It is in your heart.
'Who am 'I' and from whence?'
thoughts disappear
And consciousness of Self then flashes forth
As the 'I-I' within the cavity
Of every seeker's Heart
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