Creativity is the mirror of the spirit. Something from nothing. Endless spontaneous proliferation of forms from the unmanifest field of pure potentiality. To create is to participate in that miracle. As above so below.
Creativity is the mirror of the spirit. Something from nothing. Endless spontaneous proliferation of forms from the unmanifest field of pure potentiality. To create is to participate in that miracle. As above so below.
Get out of your mind and into your direct experiencing.
Nothing to see, nothing to do. Just what is. I, I, I,.. there is no separate I. When you remove the voice that says that you do, or that you can do, what’s left and how does it move? We abide as Big Mind, as Self. Consciousness is dreaming the world into existence. And who…
Reality isn’t conscious. That would imply a conscious subject aware of an object. Reality is conscious-ness. There is no second. Experientially we find the subject has no object other than itself. We can find no point of separation between so-called subject and object. The universal subjective. The Self knowing Itself. Descriptions, descriptions. These are just…
I was sitting outside a café with a friend some time ago, and we were talking about ‘consensus reality’ as he put it. He was wishing that he could be free of its influence. I sympathised with his POV but pointed out that we aren’t actually bound by it, and it’s enough to recognise one’s…
I don’t like cynicism. It gets over-used. It may be that sometimes its target is justified. But it rapidly becomes a blanket philosophy for life. An easy cop-out from sincerity and vulnerability. And then its just like adding poison to every meal. It’s much harder but more rewarding to try to see the best in…
I don’t really mind what happens. I could pop off today with no regrets and nothing left undone. I’ll leave in a puff of love. Poof! This is all the weather. The turning of the kaleidoscope. I’m here for it all, in love. When you love it all, every moment is it’s own reward. There’s…