Carl’s Nutshells
Bozebits
“I can’t do it” is a powerful release of the egoic structure that insists that we believe we can do anything we put our minds to. It’s the classic “mind over matter,” whose only flaw is that mind is matter. In other words, we are not our minds or these bodies. There is something far, far greater about us that exceeds any capability of the mind.
Here’s the difficulty: the mind will never provide a pathway to this other greatness. It cannot comprehend it. It is finite, trying to contain the infinite. Spirituality accepts that we are more than the physicality our bodies (minds) represent. It is also getting that our physicality cannot do anything but love the experience of what it can do.
It takes a silent mind to get anywhere near the infinite part of YOU. Stillness is infinite, pure, and where it’s at. Be quiet and see.
Bozebits
Funny thing we often say, e.g., “I am closing this chapter in my life.” Funny because there are no chapters in life, and life ultimately consists of a single page. That is the one you are living now. Nothing behind it and nothing in front. Just a blank page waiting for you to fill it with everything you can create. Yours is a story without a beginning or end; it is the most extraordinary story “never” told, only fully lived. Best of all, you don’t have to “write” a thing. Get busy living.
Bozebits
You are the canvas upon which everything is painted, and whether there is color, expression, beauty, or nothing at all, YOU remain life’s only artist. In other words, you are not an expression of life; life is an expression of you. Life’s beauty leaves no room for any questions you think need answers. Let go and be amazed at what returns.
Bozebits
You cannot be in the present if your heart is not there with you, and if you’re deep in thought, your heart is not around. Thinking is the expressway to non-reality.
Bozebits
For most, the “search” is returning to the safety and security of the mythological “Garden” where all is provided. Mother, father, and angels stand guard over all the details of life that living outside the garden throws at us. In other words, safety, comfort, and convenience is the search.
You will never find yourself with such a search as it is among the thorns and thistles that the desires for comfort and safety give way to your realness. Your realness swims in a sea of eternal life unknown to the spoiling effects of comfort and safety. Adam and Eve were not cast out of the Garden of Eden. They were cast into it. Let go of the home you seek and think you deserve, and you will find the garden where YOU are known.
Bozebits
Measuring yourself against the achievements of worthiness, failure, success, accomplishments, and yes, even purpose is a formula for comfort, not happiness. You can be happy “with” these things, but not because of them. Knowing what YOU are outside, anything you do otherwise is knowing joy, and you don’t need anything to “know” YOU.
Bozebits
What you are underneath, the ego accepts what is but knows what isn’t. The ego always moves toward physical reality and only finds illusion. Do you see?
Knowing resides not in what you think; its home is in the far reaches of something incomprehensible to any mind, even a collective one. In other words, discovering “who YOU are” is the end of illusion.
Bozebits
We don’t have to carry an idea in our heads that we can do anything we set out to do. Life’s most authentic beauty lies not in the thoughts of doing but in the simple experience of doing. Example: Think of your favorite food or dessert; if you have it available, put an actual morsel into your mouth or imagine yourself putting it into your mouth. Which did you like best? Which tastes better? Which method do you prefer? The concept (imagination) of taste does not compare to an experience of it. So it is with everything. Get some and get into as many experiences as you can. They all have a way of tasting good, even if it takes a while.
Bozebits
When you single out anyone as an object of villainy, non-virtuous, etc., you do nothing more than demonstrate the criteria for your judgments. All that is must exist as is without any commentary from you (or anyone) about what should be, and if you cannot find the beauty in that, you’re the problem you seek to point out.