Bozebits

Don’t let anyone or anything from your past be a reason to torture yourself. The past doesn’t exist. Living presently takes clarity, uncluttered by the non-existent. The only story of you worth experiencing is the one unfolding now at this moment, which is the only place anything, including you, is real. Give this moment no thought, but do, give it your best performance ever!

Bozebits

Awareness is little more than the realization that everything you consider imperfect, including labels and identities you give yourself and others, is, in fact, perfect. That is, no one, including “you,” ever falls under the scrutiny of your thoughts. Thinking is a busy road fraught with every manner of opposition that lulls you away from beauty, while walking the quiet path allows everything in without any consideration that “now” happens for any reason at all.
Life on planet earth is perfect, as are you and anyone you think otherwise! Quiet minds honor perfection by allowing it, undefined, into their awareness. Perception sees all as perfection. That simple!

Bozebits

Take a breath, hold it, and ponder for just a moment that in all existence, only you could have done so, and no one else will ever breathe in or out what you just did. Nothing about YOU is confined in any way to thought, premise, conjecture, or concept except for when “human intelligence” is applied to it.

All that is awakens within you and moves in absolute perfection as you breathe each infinite breath. Experience your human trifles but reverence your infinity. Nothing is ever the same after taking a slow, deliberate, and ponderous breath.

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Humans try desperately to escape the many diverse situations they find themselves in, seeking something new that promises better opportunities. However, escaping from a mind that seeks “other” is the more empowering endeavor. Do you see? Escaping from any situation that lugs the thoughts that convinced you escape was necessary is like carrying your prison cell around with you and imposing its confinement on anything new you encounter.

Your mind is your prison. Until you break free from its unceasing and virtually unlimited arguments, the freedom you seek will always be within the walls you build. Get out of your mind! As “crazy” as it sounds, it is the only “freedom” worth pursuing.

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Reconciliation with life is not possible if you require an understanding of what life is about, why you are what you are, why you are here, and what, if anything, lies beyond it. Such questions are mysteries no “mind” will ever comprehend, and they are also distractions that draw you away from the life you have.

Life is a present moment reckoning where all that lies before you lives its full measure without any explanation or meaning. The “reckoning” is that you, too, can live fully in concert with everything else, as is, and without expectations that dissatisfaction, in any way, is of your own making.

It is a difficult thing to let go of all the neat little revelations you’ve determined are reasons for why things are as they are, but doing so stops an activity of your mind that always yields an erroneous result. You just don’t and won’t know, so let go. “Not-knowing” is surprisingly vast and profound, “knowing.”

Bozebits

Making sense of life, a futile practice of all humans, requires you to vacate any beliefs you have about it. While that won’t necessarily help it make sense, it may just free you from the notion that life need not make sense to be loved and fully lived.
The clean slate always gets the newest chalk, e.g., new formulations, challenges, and encounters. Clear yourself of any idea that you have or can figure life out, and you will soar into a vast unknown that has no boundaries but exhilarates with surprise and wonder each moment. Exciting day, Carl

Bozebits

Thinking is a noisy affair that creates a chaotic mind, whose constant chatter drowns out silence, the emptiness into which all that is real emerges. Do you see? Nothing you think is real; it’s conceptual, and the very act of conceptualizing reality takes you into the land of dreams, hopes, and beliefs, which only adds noise to the already unreal.
The saying, “Be still and know that I (you are) am God,” is not a roadmap detailing how you come to “know” God or even your so-called self. It is a simple petition that you cannot “think” your way to knowing what YOU already are, so why “think” about it at all? Your eyes see what they see without you or anyone else understanding how or why they do.
Silence is creation, and YOU are the Creator. Silence lets you be that. Don’t give it a single thought!

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You cannot be stressed, angry, sad, depressed, unhappy, etc., if you are not thinking about it. All emotional responses have a direct link to thinking, which is always a narrow, singularly focused view of life, and it is likely made up as well. In short, thinking about what is happening is not your friend; instead, it is your deception.
There is, however, a part of you that sees all and knows all, all without knowing anything at all. Confusing? Yes, but it is that part of you that never listens to the other voice in your head that chatters incessantly. “Quiet” is spacious, teeming with life, and has no ears to hear what you, otherwise, noisily think.
You need not “focus” on listening. That’s just another thing to think about. All you need to do is be quiet. The first thing you might hear is your heartbeat. That is the door, and it’s anyone’s guess what’s on the other side. Walk through it anyway.

Bozebits

Awareness “knows” no truth. You see, it doesn’t need to. “It” already is, all that is. You, me, anyone, everyone attempting to define awareness is not the truth, but rather the tainting of it. Eyes open to truth are, simply, open.

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The cost of awareness is your certainty, knowledge, beliefs, hopes, dreams, etc., which is far too high for most to pay. After all, illusion provides some semblance of safety, comfort, and security, so the “search” for something else is a search for “more” of the same, e.g., no search at all. It’s no different than paying a therapist to make you crazier.

If your so-called “search” does not upset every sensibility you possess, every single thing you think you know, you’re skipping down a road, “adding to” your illusion. Reality is unfixed, ambiguous, and upside down from anything you think it should be, and its only promise is that life, in all its forms, is mysterious, dangerous, unsafe, but wondrous in every way. In simple terms, “less (of all you think) is (really) more.”