Bliss is always here in our experience, but we have to surrender to it. Otherwise we experience it as suffering.
Bliss is always here in our experience, but we have to surrender to it. Otherwise we experience it as suffering.
We’re called to face our fears and act according to our intuitive inspiration. This is the calling. And a true calling won’t let us off the hook. It gets all entangled with our conscience. Not heeding it will stop us sleeping at night, it’ll fill our souls with guilt and doubt and anxiety, it’ll nag…
Use your words, they say. But recently I saw a sunset that was so sublime words couldn’t even get near it. The subtlety of colour and form of the endlessly changing expressionist painting in the sky, the deftest touch, the impossibly tender sensibility of the creator. There’s really nothing I could say that could begin…
It’s hard to accept that everything is necessary and good. But it all works out for the best in some strange impossible way. Reality is a miracle and a mystery.
When someone asks me at party what I do, I say: “I introduce people to the fact that reality as it’s commonly conceived of is an illusion, the so-called world isn’t material and the self they imagine themselves to be doesn’t exist.” Needless to say I don’t get many invitations.
The reality of awareness-being is always present, always available, but most often not recognised.