Only This

This magical realm we call “the world” is a wild wonder beyond human reckoning! The mere appearance of anything at all is a perpetual mystery of pure awe and relentless astonishment!

These ever-shifting props that provide a sense of time and space are nothing but children’s toys the Great One juggles like batons in the air! How thrilling to directly realize that we ourselves are This!

The synchronous majesty of our infinitely expansive being is the perfect body of that Beautiful One, the One who is living us now, dreaming us now as the miracle we are.

Any rain-splashed leaf is nothing but another moistened kiss of Infinity. Every wandering breeze rustling trees — the amorous breath of our own Divinity. Every sigh, every breath, every beat of heart is an orchestrated choir of regal rapture. Every molecule of light amazes itself at its own inexplicable appearance.

This body standing here is nothing but the play of Love. This mind — an echo of a mystery fashioned out of beginning-less Love. We are that Love, and Love must love, for therein is revealed our perfect purpose.

Every blink and wink of our eyes is the grace-bestowing regard of the primordial Lover, through whose Glance all are blessed, healed, given and taken — all truly redeemed beyond any need for make-believe redemption.

The chains that seem to bind us here are merely our reluctance to forgive and let go of a non-existent past. No sad regret, no hopeful anticipation, everything just as it is – this moment!

There is one Presence, one Power, alive in all the universes. We are all unique projections of that living Divine Energy in which the myriad sentient personalities flash and frolic as dreamy thought forms dancing in the Heart/Mind of Source.

Drawn deeper into this stunning recognition, all universal nature herself becomes transparent as the manifestation of the fathomless womb of vast emptiness, delivering everyone and everything into pure light and more light still.

This understanding can yield a great relief of sufficiency and equanimity, regardless of how things may seem to unfold in the drama of consciousness and its alternating play of expansion and contraction.

Simply know that every motion, every breath, every thought and cessation of thought is none other than the intense enjoyment, the utter delight, the supreme pleasure of that very One looking out of our eyes right now.

How could this natural clear-light radiance of our own original awake awareness be an object of pursuit? What kind of strategy would be needed to achieve what we always already are? What will it take for us to realize at last that there is only This?








About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have a number of blog sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Compiled Poetry and Prosetry: Verses and ramblings on life as it is: Verses and Variations on the Investigation of Mind Nature: Verses on the Play of Consciousness: Poetic Fiction, Fable, Fantabulation: Poems of the Mountain Hermit: Love Poems from The Book of Yes: Autobiographical Fragments, Memories, Stories, and Tall Tales: Ancient and modern spiritual texts, creatively refreshed: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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9 Responses to Only This

  1. Beautiful… perfect…. always

  2. Reblogged this on Counseling TidBits 2 and commented:
    Everything is here! Thank you, Bob!

  3. says:

    Beautiful Bob. Beautiful

    That thinking, knowing or not knowing seems like a memory to me but perhaps with hope one day I can return to this fold in joy.

    Blessings on you and yours’ paths forevermore.

    Gassho and bows

    Sent from my iPad


  4. marcelvuijst says:

    Thank you Brother, I can relate wholeheartedly, since it is inscrutable by mind, acknowledging that, there is great peace and perfection and freedom, within this recognition of what’s so obvious one is bound to miss it, it’s all known but not understood (or vice versa) eventhough some are more skilled to speak from beyond patterns manifesting perfectly in this game. Always so happy to see these joyful reflections appearing.

  5. Christine says:

    Bob, this is delightfully wondrous! I’m in awe as I read it, as I resonate so deeply…and am also experiencing this emergence of unspeakable “love”, which doesn’t even adequately describe it. This opening of the Heart is more than “love” – it’s more a deep synchronous Rhythm of Being – also indescribable, only felt. How wonderful that I have found you! I’d like to repost this on my blog if I may? _/\_

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