I cannot control the petty personal story.
I cannot shape it, improve it, or transform it into a family friendly Disney show.
The petty personal story just remains what it is.
Most likely you know all this, have heard it many times.
And still you observe how thoughts are constantly arising, centered around the personal story.
You recognize that you want to give the finishing touches to this apparent script.
And finally you get the feeling that something about it must be wrong.
But this is just a another story, embedded into the first one.
Don’t hesitate to take this script into your hand though. Flip it open and study the different roles.
And then be surprised to notice that none these characters come even close to touch the core of what you are.
Right under this human fur here
Lays exactly the very quality of Being
That lets the sun rise every morning.
The very quality of Being that
Since the beginning of time
Created mountains, rivers and lakes.
The very quality of Being
From which time and space emanate.
So why only touch this human fur
Our entire lifetime,
When we are actually engulfed
By the sheer wonder of Being?
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What do you think
Who is standing in your way?
Who is making your life difficult?
Sometimes you most likely want to blame
The whole world for it.
While in actuality it is just the illusion
You could be anything different
Than this very world itself.
No cloud would consider
To fight for its place in the sky
Or to move to any place different
Than where the wind is blowing.
It would not be afraid
To merge with other clouds
Or to completely dissolve.
No cloud would consider it important
To understand the nature of the sky
To become a “real” cloud.
Why the heck do we think
That down here on earth
Different rules should apply?
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This existence right here
Is already whole,
Is already unfolded,
Is already approved.
How could it be otherwise
Since it is the only one
Whether or not an apparent self
Or does not grasp that -
Why are we clinging so desperately
To this human existence?
What is it that we want to win?
Health, happiness, enlightenment, love…
This body-mind-organism cannot achieve
Any of this permanently.
Who you are, however,
Can never lose any of it.
This human existence simply is
The totally wrong perspective.
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Each “I see you” is an illusion.
Since who could be this “I”
That accomplishes to see?
Who could be this “you”
That can be seen?
How about this:
The gestalt of an “I” occurs,
Joined by the illusion of a “you”,
And the perception that something is done.
While seeing happens.
While seeing simply happens.
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Within the present moment
There is no I see,
Within the present moment
There is only
And that is all that is needed,
Since this is
What we truly are.
No “I” required.
Wherever you go, you carry with you
The sense of here and now.
This is what distinguishes
Any present experience from memory.
It reveals that space and time are in you
And not the other way around.
-Wu Hsin- approx. 300 BCE
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Everything that occurs together with this body-mind-organism
Will later cease with it again.
Emotions, thoughts, friends, family,
Victories, defeats, illnesses.
And a million things more.
We can rejoice in all this, enjoy it,
Jubilate, dance, laugh.
Or suffer from it, get desperate,
Cry, yell and curse.
But to build a palace around it,
Attempting to preserve it,
Trying to attribute a deeper meaning to it –
That is totally hopeless.