Bozebits

If your lips are movin’, your ego is groovin’. Everything you say, regardless of eloquence, beauty, or intent, is ego. Even what you write, think, or dream is ego. Now, when you get this, once and for all, you will begin to see the miracle of everything instead of the narrow interpretation your ego allows. Speaking and thinking less broadens awareness.

Bozebits

Time is always moving forward or backward, and its pull (on the present) is relentless. The pace of time increases the more we are out of sync with the stillness of now. In the place of “no time,” all is known, and the hectic pace of life ceases to exist. Get some “no time” today.

Bozebits

No part of your story is missing, ever! Every breath you take is an incalculable miracle nothing in the universe can ever match or experience.  

Bozebits

“Who (or what) YOU are” has never cared what you think you are. It always rests in the quiet awareness that no thought, no possible idea of your greatness could even come close to that otherness that uniquely is YOU. No more thinking about who you are. We can’t imagine anything that big.

Bozebits

Of what value is anything we know when we encounter mystery? The predicate of mystery is that in its presence, we know nothing, but out of nothing wonders emerge. Little we know serves any purpose in the unfoldment of life. What we don’t know, however, is loaded with adventure.

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Find the place within you where the impossible doesn’t matter. In truth, everything about you, in every way, is the impossible, made possible. Yes, you’re that amazing!

Bozebits

The so-called raising of consciousness prattled on about these days has morphed into a very odd thing. Those who believe they have raised theirs tend to look down on those they claim haven’t. There it is again; that rascally thinking. Consciousness is not the problem; thinking we are wise judges of consciousness is.

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Don’t limit yourself by trying to un-limit yourself. “Limited, unlimited” are noise that gets in the way of experience, which is infinite and, most importantly, free of definitions that add frustration and possibly insanity to existence. There’s just nothing more perfect! Love and live what you live.