If you have to live (with something), if it’s inevitable and inescapable, you’d best learn to love it.
I’m talking about life itself, all of it.
You gotta go all the way.
If you have to live (with something), if it’s inevitable and inescapable, you’d best learn to love it.
I’m talking about life itself, all of it.
You gotta go all the way.
Enlightenment is a function of Grace. But then so is practice. Some might say there’s a qualitative difference between the (seemingly) personal activities or practices like ‘letting go’ or ‘noticing and returning’ and the actions of Grace. But these are as much the spontaneous display of consciousness as the final dissolution of the (illusory) egoic…
Lately I see a big part of the spiritual scene is about a kind of ‘radical humanness’. And I’m all about owning and including our embodied nature and not denying it one bit. But this can also be the back door to re-identification and the denial of the miraculous and mystical truth of being. Yes,…
Miles Davis said that there are no wrong notes, that it’s the next note that determines whether the previous one is right or wrong. And it got me thinking about that space after one note but before the next, when the absence of the last note is hanging there – pregnant, unresolved. Is it harmonious…
We are spiritual beings and the problems we have and those we create are the consequence of our alienation from our true nature. We need to rediscover our silent, blissful nature within. Without the living knowledge of who and what we are, life is disintegrated and unsatisfactory. We are the Supreme Self manifesting as the…
The tagline on my website used to say, ‘exploring present-moment awareness’ which sounds okay on the face of it, but the truth is I’m not exploring at all; I’m observing, witnessing. I’m not going anywhere or doing anything, I’m not plumbing any depths, I’m not even responding to anything; I’m just here, watching ‘the world’…
I show up to write each day but it’s sometimes hard to turn up at the page with nothing around me. The room I’m in has no interesting elements or items within eyeshot. The computer desktop on which the writing page itself sits is completely bare. All intentionally reduced. That I have a twinge of…