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Tag Archives: Nondual Spirituality
Struck Dumb in the Supermarket Check-out Line
Luminous bodies, drifting and shimmering this way and that in a quicksilver flash of blinking eye contact — Om Shiva – shoppers wheeling baskets of distraction or purpose, hope or fear, through aisles of compounded phenomena not located in any … Continue reading
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Waking Up Is Hard To Do
My favorite miracle: just appearing here, awake and aware, with nothing up my sleeve but air, and nothing before or after! Whatever happens otherwise is not unlike the made-up stuff mind fashions while we dream. Some say life is but … Continue reading
Another Night on Earth
The moon is rising swiftly tonight, as if it can barely wait, as if this will be the last and only time, a last and only chance to be fully seen, fully appreciated for the pure transparency of Presence pulsing … Continue reading
Crown of Creation
1999 Suspended between dark and dawn, a bittersweet loneliness washes over me in this hushed, expectant moment. It is both personal, and yet somehow also a reflection of the collective consciousness. Indeed, there seems to be a kind of wounded-ness … Continue reading
A Kind Of Knowing
There is a kind of knowing, like a tender touching without hands, which impregnates the whole body in the same way subtle tones of some angelic music sift and drift through the burgundy evening, permeating mind’s secret tabernacle with the … Continue reading
Home Fires
When mind moves this universe appears, filled with light and sound. When mind returns to silence, not a single ember of it can be found. Just as with a mirror and its reflections, so too are you and I and … Continue reading
Wanderer
The Absolute dons a cloak of illusion to wander like a fascinated botanical tourist through the luscious garden of its own creation, redolent with the scents of life, death, pleasure, pain, and all the vivid richness that sentient beings crave … Continue reading
Duality Duo
1. Beloved, Thy Will is done – our song is but its echo. Water dripped on the hardest stone makes a pure kind of music as it wears the hardness down. My own hard-heartedness still staggers me and makes me … Continue reading
The Sound That Makes Love
Within the sea of pure potentiality, the ocean of consciousness, an energetic resonance precipitates movement, spawning waves and ripples which intersect and mingle, rise and fall. This one dynamic impulse reverberates within itself, birthing the totality of universal manifestation through … Continue reading
Not Knowing
Here is something from someone with nothing to say. Because there is nothing to say, one might wonder, why bother? The truth is, I don’t know. Between “I” and “don’t know” there is an infinite space. The whole universe could … Continue reading