Friday, October 8, 2010

The future arrives from within


- this world comes into being through us
- the stream we call impulse is coming through us all the time no matter what we do
- it simply comes

- we can resist the stream and have it pile up in the body
- we can let it pass through fresh out into this world
- we can color it with our own unique flavor
- we can shape it as we want and turn it into a dance

- the stream coming through us is not of our making
- we are the hose and the gardener holding it
- we need not be afraid of what is coming through us
- those who has seen a plant grow know the future arrives from within
- the rose never hesitates, not even when the weird fluffy red stuff starts emerging for the very first time ...

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

What do I know?

What is true? What do I actually know? My experience in this moment is all I know. Everything else is memory, hearsay or speculation. I can talk about it, but it is not here. It is story.

Here. This. This I know, this being here. Here, writing this I am totally free. Here I am a bringer, I bring myself to this world, I bring these words right now. This word. And this. Dog. Woman. More women.

Are you aware of what you are bringing?

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Creating is accepting

Imagine the joy in a drop of water
When it realizes it is the ocean

Any whole contains something more than its parts. Take all the water molecules in the world and observe them separately. No ocean. The whole comes into being when accepting the parts as one. Ping! Hello whole! You just created an ocean through letting go of something else. Very Yoda.

Because the intellect's only function is to analyze -- which means to split into parts -- the truth of any whole can never be grasped through thinking, neither can it be truthfully expressed in words.

The truth of any whole therefore, can only be experienced as a participant from within. Only players know soccer. Only you KNOW your experience. 

And so, because this moment is all there is, then the truth of the whole existence can be found only by joining this moment as totally as a drop joins the ocean. And when watching the drop joining the ocean I can see that it is an undoing. The drop lets go of tension, which creates the separation. This surface tension created the drop in the first place and, of course, letting go of it seems like death to the drop. But the drop cannot resist ...