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
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
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
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
The new flashing before the heart, the jealous old, the father, the castle made of the mother, the cries of the newborn, the blinding light of the new world, the absolutely indeterminate nature of the Self, the disappearance of Christ, submerging of the old and the emerging of the new. Addiction to faces, to looks, … More Where Nothing Stands
The world fascinates only so long as its shadow is mistaken for substance. When the gaze turns from things to the appearing itself, the search falls silent, and what alone has always been reveals itself without ever having emerged. … More The Absolute Stranger
To surrender is to gently shift focus from the projection, from the face we’ve given to the problem (which is often a scary face), to the objective parameters of the alleged problem. We’d often be surprised to see that in reality there’s barely ever a problem in front of us; it is rather our tendency to avoid imperfect decisions that keep us in the projection.
A reflection on the illusion of separateness: the world we chase is shaped by our own ideas, and the self we cling to is only a layer over something deeper. What we call personality, desire, and even reality are constructions laid upon a more fundamental awareness. Peace doesn’t come from fixing the world or acquiring more—it comes from seeing through the ideas that bind us and recognizing that we are already whole, already the ground from which all experience arises. … More Samsara is Nirvana
Life moves the way vines do, quietly, patiently, winding where it can. Even when buried under concrete, it finds a crack. It doesn’t argue with obstacles; it learns their shape. Wise paths aren’t straight because beauty isn’t efficient. Much of what shapes us happens unbeknownst to us until one day we notice what has already grown around our bones. To live well is not to force the way, but to savor the tension and let what is alive find its own ascent. … More The Winding Vines
Fall is inevitable, for it provides the ground for the rise of the new types. But one can choose to fall a graceful fall where one gives and elevates others instead of a fall of which no one has ever heard. … More If You Have to Fall, at least Fall with Grace
