Seeing what you “think” is the best way to override what you’re actually seeing. Life is not a palette of things you pick and choose from to grace your experience and fulfill your whims and fancies. It is everything emanating from the void (nothing) your head occupies. In other words, you can’t see what is seeing because what is seeing is the seen. Did you get that? YOU are IT; ALL OF IT. Seriously, everything you see at this moment rests atop your shoulders. Those are shoulders that have no head, mind, no descriptions, fancies, wishes, or dreams. Now, whatever you do in this moment of unfathomable creation, let not “thinking about it” be another thing you think you see. Just SEE.
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Be cool with those who seem hot and throw their fire at you. If you heat up because of them, you only add to the fire, and worst of all, you fall under their control. In other words, don’t confuse action with reaction. Your flames are as hot as anyone else’s, and if they are lit by fire that is thrown at you, your ego is running and ruining your life. Be like the gentle stream into which a burning branch falls and whose flames are absorbed in the waters of your heart. Let them drift with you into coolness and a loving flow that emanates from depths no fire can ignite. Again and again, “Be Cool!”
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Don’t try to solve problems that don’t exist. If you are thinking you’re likely thinking about something that already happened, the outcome of which cannot be altered, or what you hope happens in the future, that probably won’t happen any way you think it should. “What is” is all you’ve got, and it does not need kibitzing from a chattering mind that assumes it has any control. Listen to yourself. You might even get a good laugh at what marvels of nonsense your mind comes up with. But only laugh, then let it go! You have things to do that can only be done in the present. Besides, when you’re present, it’s a whole lot quieter!
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“Words hurt,” as it is sometimes said, but they really don’t. What hurts is an egoic reaction to them, and “reaction” is an expression of your ego defending what it believes is essential to its formulated and unreal importance. What YOU are underneath your ego doesn’t care, nor can it be hurt. It simply smiles at every encounter, every interaction, everyone, and everything.
You need not protect yourself from others’ words. If you are whole and know what it is that lives beneath the noise of the mind (ego), there is nothing to be protected from. Know YOU, and you know no hurt or fear. Seriously!
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Dreams to reality in the blink of an eye? That is how quick transformation comes when you are not trying to fix another. Love is embracement; it has no judgment or agenda whatsoever. That is, it knows no right or wrong. You do not need a dream to “BE” the love that transforms. Blink, and you’re there.
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Humans go to great lengths to find things wrong with others and perhaps, even worse, find things right about themselves. It’s the dance of ego, e.g., “I am right, and you are wrong,” and everyone’s toes get stepped on in this dance. It’s as if the ego is seeking who is the most miserable among us and how each individual ego compares overall. In other words, where does my misery stack up with everyone else’s?
Don’t look for reasons to categorize misery, yours or theirs. Just dance, and if your toes get stepped on, keep dancing! The beat of living never stops, and neither should you. Fill your dance card with joy and abandon. There are no judges, and there are no winners, losers, or honorable mentions! Now, who wants to boogie?
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The human mind loves division. Right, wrong, this, that, up, down, good, evil, heads or tails, etc. Opposition in all things, and lo, everywhere there is division, and what it boils down to is you dividing that which is indivisible. In other words, it’s not that there is division; it’s that you, by yourself, are divided. The mechanism of division is mind-made, and your mind always assumes that the makeup of its reasoning is the acceptable divisor of everything else. Beneath your mind, you are whole, undivided, and indivisible, but you can only know this when your mind is no longer busying, itself divvying everything up.
Undivided, there is nothing that YOU are not, wholly and completely!
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Consciousness is what ties you to your body; that makes the body, with its whims and fancies, all-important. That is consciousness’s problem and thus the creator of myth and illusion. It is non-consciousness, make that “no” consciousness that frees you from the rules of consciousness and its hard-bound attachment to form. When you are thinking, lost in your thoughts, you are disconnected from reality. That is, you cannot “think” your way to awareness, nor will you ever take your body to it. You must be free of form, and that can only happen in the sweet peace of silence where nothing you think exists, exists. Disconnection is connection.
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“What is” speaks no language, and will never be revealed by someone else, including your own mind-speak. You “get it” or you don’t. Do you see? It’s like someone telling a joke. The punchline comes, and you get it, or you don’t. Either is okay, but humans who don’t get it begin the analysis, the judgments, and sometimes even agonize over it, all of which are mind-speak entrenching deeper “not getting it.” It’s just a joke for crying out loud, and so is mind-speak!”
Like the joke you get or don’t get, life is nothing, nada, unimportant. Yet “nothing” is everything, and the “speak” of “what is” is shrouded in mystery, brimming in wonder, and it surrounds you. You get it, or you don’t, but either way, nothing prevents you from living a wonder-filled life except you. Shh… Here comes another punchline.
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Love “labeled” isn’t love. It’s a script, a plan, a program, a how-to, a when-to, and a why. In other words, it is your mind dabbling with something that just is and altering it into something that can be conceptualized; it can then be toyed with, bargained with, and conditionalized. YOU are love, and love without conditions can only happen when your mind is off. That is, when the mind is away, love can play.