Writings

That which is aware of experience. That is always present, regardless of the content in experience. That which cannot be undone. That I am. Closer than close. Before any form, before experience. That which can not be stained or colored by anything. It is impossible...

A moment or a day seemingly separated from love is an opportunity missed. A potential not realized. And so, in time, a waste of time. Spend my days, my moments loving. In love.

Each conflict, every trigger and each moment of resistance is really an opportunity to move out of the stuckness and into flow. An opportunity to heal. If we allow ourselves to look with curiosity and openness at what is playing out and give ourselves permission to...

Love is really the one thing. Where all emanate from and where all come to rest in. Set myself upon love. Holding nothing but love in my mind. That is all.  From there all unfolds quickly.

I am: Awareness dancing, seeing itself, making love to itself. Being love, that point where existence meets itself, springing into existence. That point where Awareness meets itself, the point from where all of existence springs and in which all of existence exist....

The way we look is exactly the way we see. That determines, and even creates the world we live in. Reality is created as perception happens. Perception and creation being one. Do look closely at how you look and polish that window through which you are looking so your...

The price I pay as judgment is passed is infinite. In that act I isolate myself, erecting a barrier to the infinite. A barrier against love. The fall is so great it's immeasurable. Seeing this clearly, how can I ever hold on to my identifications in contractions?...

As I stop holding on, it is easy to love even those that have hurt me. Love comes naturally as understanding dawns. Just to be seen, in love. That is all.

I have infinite patience, as I know I'm not bound by time. In time I move and dance, yet my home is not in it. The movement may be restless, yet I am not. To accept. Utterly accept the experience as it unfolds. Acceptance from a place before experience. Before...

I start looking to awareness itself, making contact and establishing that perception. A subtle shift and I am already looking from that awareness, peering at the one who just initiated the activity of looking directly at awareness.

The past is always changing. We look at it from the present and from where we look is the same as what we see. Two sides of the same coin. Perceiving is creation. So how could the past not change? We are constantly in creation of the past, even the very distant past....

From a place of clarity I say. Just be with what is. That is enough. That is all. Just be. It does not matter at all what is. Just be with it. No matter what is, just be with it. This will clear all illusions and reveal truth.

Awakening as realizing that which is before any form, prior to time. That which is aware of form and time. So in the world of form, in experience, there can be many pathways leading up to the point of awakening but none of them leads all the way, as they are in form,...

Perhaps be careful with I. What does it point to? Perhaps just an idea that's held on to. An idea of what? And what is, as that idea is not solid any more. Be careful with I, thinking you know what it means. Tripping on your own foot. Who is that I referencing to...

To read a book, to receive a teaching according to the natural rhythm. Allowing it to unfold in you in accordance with divine flow and not forced by the eager mind.

How I relate to the world is my experience of life. How much of it is actions and how much is thoughts? Seek therefore to make not only your actions but also your thoughts pure. For actions are also a result of thoughts. And your perceptions are coloured by thoughts.

The one setting out on a journey, the searcher. As he departs, searching for the goal not realizing the destination he set out from is the goal he is journeying to find. The journey itself being that which separates him from what he is searching for.

There really is nothing to hold on to. The realization of that freedom as experience is bliss. I, utterly without any identification in any form. Seeing how unaffected I truly am by it all.

As I ask, who am I. I realize, I really do not know anything. Least of all who or what I am. There is awareness having an experience. So it seems. More than that, I dont know.  Seems I have identified with thoughts and feelings, believing them to be mine and who...

I will always forgive, thus I remain in love, with an open hearth. I forgive all who have wronged me.  I forgive myself for all wrong I have done. I release all burden for all wrongs I have been a part of, giving and receiving. Let it be so!