Seeing past the truth, the mind sees only multiplicity and the problems it itself has created by exertion. The heart, seeing past the mind’s problems, sees nothing but unity and simplicity. The mind is always in recoil, the heart still. What exists for one is non-existent for the other. To remember one side, one has to forget the other, for forgetfulness is both the affliction and the cure. … More The Worm & The Eagle
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
