Everything that arises is true. Agree with it. It wants only your gentle warmth. When you agree with what is in the way that it is, you don’t have to make it agreeable. It is disagreement with what is, and the inevitable fact that it is, initiates control and the exertion to make it agreeable. … More To Love That Which Is
Recycling an old post I related to more than others. So little do I have to say, and much is asked of me. That I may personify myself in the hopes of man, that I may speak audibly and move noticeably! All men have asked these of me, and that’s because so little does man … More Thus Spake the Self
What if the problem isn’t that life lacks meaning, but that I’ve become addicted to finding it? I’ve spent years mistaking intensity for reality, turning ordinary moments into philosophical problems and boredom into something to escape. Lately, I’m trying something different: letting things remain ordinary, resisting the urge to explain everything, and perhaps learning that nothing has gone wrong simply because nothing particularly profound is happening. … More The Search for The Extraordinary
Resistance and contraction are the principles of appearance. When not even a muscle twitches, things are realized to be here rather than out there. … More Pathless Journey
I struggled to come up with anything for this week; I did initiate writing something on a few occasions, but what I saw on paper I did not like. What I wrote and what I had to say, all of it and in all attempts, were so distasteful that I could not even look at … More Confessions of a Profoundly Shallow Man
All things pass but the passing. All things appear and disappear in the passing, but the passing itself neither appears nor disappears. The Real is neither a this nor a that, neither a here nor a there; The Real is this passing, and this passing is all that is real. Truth is a verb. This … More The Passing
How disturbing and gut-wrenching, to find no tongue of one’s own in the midst of life, to realize that in one’s supposed home, one has been living as a guest and driven by invisible forces and subliminal cues, the so believable patriarchs with obscure figures and convincing whispers, the echoes of the old! With all … More The Null
Every experience unfolds in layers. What begins as a simple sensation gradually becomes a feeling, a meaning, a story, and finally a behavior. Most of our suffering does not arise from reality itself but from the layers the mind builds upon it. By learning to recognize this process, we can begin to respond to life directly instead of being driven by old patterns that seek to resolve an inner tension. … More The Layers of Lived Reality: from Sensations to Behavior
The greatest concealment is not death. It is the certainty that there is someone alive to whom death could happen. Like the formation of the waves in the sea, consciousness tends to gather the world around a center it calls “me” and then drop it a moment later. The room appears, the body appears, memory … More Whispers of Silence
How does a cube pass through the eye of a needle? It must first let go of its resistance in the third dimension so that it may become a plane; and then the plane must let go of its insistence on being a plane extended in a second dimension, so that it may become a … More How does a cube pass through the eye?
