Alchemy

You may need an old and run down tunnel to crawl through, and come out the other side to a new dimension, where the light shines bright on the spring leaves, just as it does on the winter snow.
There is no sense in resisting the musty smell of the narrow pathway you need to cross, because you know there is nothing more you want other than to be in the open again.
Crawling right through without being delayed by selfish notions, is a lonely, but the only way to free yourself of being in the hole. Worth the while you would think, and love the adventure, but maybe only in retrospect. Which is once you get to the other side of the ruin.
A game that is intelligent enough to know that It is even better than having had the open fields all along, which you may have otherwise just taken for granted.

But as soon as time in the tunnel, which feels like an eternity, is forgotten, and moving forward was the only choice to avoid becoming one with the rust, then, there will remain no gap, between when you were on your fours and when you were standing facing the sun, sunken in the timeless.
Would you ever then be bored of a repetitive cyclic occurrence, having gone through the worst; sucked into a hole which offered no variance?
Could you ever call something old and run down, when your vision has gained depth and you can see through a lens which appreciates the texture of the instant, rather than the story it represents?
Everything fresh and new at all times is not a fantasy but a reality when your eyes are open and all you ever see is life appearing as your vision. But was veiled while you believed you were crawling.
For the truth is, you always only had your eyes open and all you ever saw was life appearing as your vision: crawling or standing in the sun, was only an interpretation of the dynamics.

Alchemy, the conversion of rock into a precious metal, may need some digging deep and crawling. Finding that treasure and bringing it into the world to share your story of rags to riches, can only happen if you are willing to bear a few bruises and burns, on the way to declaring magic.

Know nothing

I have something to say to you and I will say it a thousand times till you hear what I have to say.
Until you listen, really listen…
Hear, what I have to say.

Where you think you are geographically, personally or spiritually is just a visualization.
You are invisible.
Everything that appears to you is a concept ,
Even that you are the one.
There is no continuity of time, neither is there any kind of progression.
Now appears and now disappears for another now.
Unless you believe with a logical mindset that you are seeing the same images everyday, every smallest part of a Millisecond is fresh and new.
You can stay as this to which there is only this spontaneous adventure of eternal delight.
Or you can choose to define yourself as your name, story, personality and what not.

How can you know this you ask?
Maybe through questioning what all this was about.
It's not really rocket science for which you might need a degree.
It is by your own your capacity to understand the truth through your experience of life and time and death and strife.
And allowing yourself to accept that you know absolutely nothing.

Who am I

It came about as I was watching a scene in a movie, where the protagonist is crying to her God about her troubles…
An insight spoke out and asked, "where is this trouble she speaks about when she sleeps?"
Where is her story when she sleeps?
Where is she when she sleeps!?
Isn't the truth that she is that which she disappears into when she sleeps?
Isn't that which is always here and is totally beyond life and death?
Totally beyond being human or anything else?
But you don't want to hear this for it will shatter your world…
You don't want to hear this because, it is just too radical…
So continue as you will.
But the truth will wait for you to finally see that you are that which is beyond all images and appearances …Indescribable yet the only thing that is. Absolutely everything is included within this dream of being awake as a human, or awake as consciousness.
And this needs to be seen through as just as illusory as the imagined stories.
It doesn't matter then if there is silence or noise.
What can you say about yourself when everything including consciousness is an appearance within this that does not appear or disappear ?
Don't even know if it can be said that this is within, for it could just as well be without.
Because in the end it joins the smoke and mirrors that was reflected as yourself, when you see that there is no you…
Only That.

Timeless

The day I die will be the most beautiful day.Not because my life was so hard, but because it was that magnificent.

My work would be done here and I will be returning to my soul place.

Where I will meet the ones who wait with love in their hearts and warm embraces for the time we spent apart.

There, as if woken up from a dream I see myself sip on my favorite soup, carrying with me the lessons of experience from the lifetime spent on, what they call, planet earth.

I may not have great stories to tell, for silence would have consumed me in this place where communication would anyway need no words.

The one thing I will have though, is the essence of the human dance which I would never have imagined was the salvation for the gods.

All that time that humans spend thinking they are the ones that are bound and need to be freed,

They do not see that it in liberating their own struggle, they not only transform the demons, but also set free the ruler of the Ultimate Dimension.

The one known by different names through what is described as religion,

The one they fight wars about but have never found to be in any kind of shape or form.

But when they look to their own hearts through a split second, the flood gates open to allow the heavens to come forth and bless existence.

It is then that I will whisper to my human brothers and sisters that their power is even greater than the gods they worship, if only they surrendered their beliefs in limits and woke up as the timeless.

Sharing an An old one called “Home”

Now that I have reached here

After an epic journey of which I have no recollection

Now that I have reached here

At this place which in any map has no location

This place which was always here

Waiting for me to claim

This place which does not change

No matter how much imagination tries to release or chain

Now that I’m here there seems nothing more to do

Nothing to lose or find or reach or realise

Gaping open, differences unknown

I am speechless and alone

Or am I?

I imagine I stand at this point in silence

To breathe in a bit of the heady fumes from the trials and efforts put in

But all the air seems to be sucked out of time with past present and future missing

There is no one standing and no point and no silence

Here I am not alone

Here i’ve never been away from home

Formless is form, form is formless

Don’t look for the formless outside you, or even inside you for a change

The formless is right where the form is, holding space

You cannot let go of one and find the other

It’s Only when you allow the material, you find that it’s magic manifesting as matter

Running from or running toward will never get you there

Stillness is the secret to seeing, that you are the secret you look for, through escape

You were never the fragment in time, you thought you were

You are everything and that means literally EVERYTHING, awake to who you are, always ever HERE

Discouraging encouragement toward sprituality

In spiritual disciplines, we usually find advise to not follow desires, to not indulge in extremities, to not go with your restless energies etc. This might work as a fake it till you make it concept. But the truth is, that the spiritual inclination is something we cannot always explain. Especially if it is genuine.  Because it has not reason or rationality to it. There might have been some reason when you decided to explore it to feel good, or be happy or to end suffering. But then you enter a stage after that which is completely destructive to your story in life. At this stage you cannot go back to your old ways of following a good feeling, be it though a meditative or yoga practice or the bliss of the quiet mountains or indulgence in material things. At this stage you are fully aware of the raging war inside you between truth and illusion. And here you had better allow truth to win and this might be at the cost of all your illusions, or in other words your false beliefs, your ideas, ideologies, your bullshit, being confronted and slain by your own awareness of them. There is nothing angelic about this stage. It can be painful and you may not always see clearly. But your love and intention is the only thing that will take you through it. If anything you will walk around with your hair in shambles and barely hanging on to your bearings. But even in this war zone, something inside you might still be smiling, because you know that this is pure grace. It does not feel like the doom that you experienced when you were still a full person with insecurities based on what you were conditioned by. This is a sacred destruction, Shiva’s destruction, he being the symbol for the destroyer of illusions. So spirituality is not for you if you have a lot to lose. Because you can be rest assured you will lose absolutely everything. Not necessary that you will end up on the streets. Although that is possibility as well. But the point is that it won’t matter to you what you lose in the realm of illusions, because you know that you have no choice but to see it through to the end. It calls for a love and faith that is way bigger than all your insecurities and fears. The left brained logical mind might call this stupid. But you know that this is what you are here for. If you have a doubt then you mustn’t even get on this journey. Not to discourage, but that it what it calls for. And if you are not willing to die to this, you could be stuck in a place you don’t want to be and settle for less, which would be a sellout. In the end you will see how beautifully things turn out, with you out of the way. You will see all your fears were nothing but mirrors showing you scary reflections of your mind’s imagination which came from conditioning that was projected on you through the ignorance of the world around you. So you need to go inward and remove this conditioning so the spontaneity can flow.

The desirelessness,  the restfulness, the peace, the silence, the contentment for no reason, are all the result of a true and genuine transformation. In fact if there is a desire, you might as well go with it till it exhausts itself. If your seeking is genuine, then you will set up sweet disaster for yourself at every step, which will by itself refine your tastes to appreciating and creating peace, love and joy as your natural state that does not depend on anything outside yourself. This will be your experience when you, as a person with all your ideas come to an end and silence expresses as depth, intensity, fearlessness, love and purity.  You will then experience yourself as everything and nothing, you will then experience yourself as timelessness.

As you see yourself in this light, your need to accumulate wealth, your need to consume, and you need to chase experiences, will be replaced with intense appreciation for all that is. If a large number of us transform to this state, we wouldn’t cut down trees like there is no tomorrow to build blocks of ugly high-rises that block out the sun and increase the heat. We wouldn’t pollute the earth through excessive consumption of fuels that emit poison into the air. We wouldn’t hoard at the expense of the less fortunate. We wouldn’t hurt animals to wear things we think make us stand out in society and feel good about ourselves. We wouldn’t see distinctions between anything be it people  or other species and hence there would be no wars or terror. We would be simply love expressing love.

But it is your choice.