Abide in the bliss of I AM and the fullness of truth will dawn.
I’ve been thinking about narratives and how they help us make sense of the world, stories that approximate a description of what’s going on essentially. For me it’s a spiritual story, obviously. Something like; the soul comes to grow and evolve and ultimately to restore its dignity and wholeness and identity with its Divine origin….
Get out of your mind and into your direct experiencing.
Final answers – is that what we seek? Perhaps given half a chance we might love to live in the questions.
We are opaque to ourselves. We don’t know why we do the things we do, what our deep motivations are. We just act first and explain or excuse later. It’s how it works, how we work; act first, the mind accounts for it later. Which makes sense as we were pre-verbal as living organisms for…
Every thought a prayer, every action a devotion, every stillness a communion.
There’s grief in awakening. Grief at the loss of autonomy, grief at the loss of purpose and meaning. Grief at the loss of knowing and certainty, however deluded they were. There’s grief over losing one’s power, and one’s familiar identity. There’s so much loss in awakening. When it dawns that there’s nothing we can keep,…