Exploring the yucky, yummy, juicy, sexy, stinky, crazy,
beautiful, grace-soaked non-journey journey we sometimes call 'awakening'....
This
moment contains no time. That's why it is so infinitely precious.
The instant I
stop looking for 'this moment' I find it everywhere.
Joy of present moment is
bliss.
Out of primordial not-knowing, a cloudburst thought appears,
and possession begins. Not-knowing turns to "I don't know" in a
heartbeat, and now there is the illusion of a "person who doesn't
know".
Is that who you really are?
A person who doesn't know?
And here, in this misidentification, the search of a
lifetime begins.
The "one who doesn't know" seeks to become its own
negation, the "one who knows", assuming that freedom lies in that
direction.
"One day, I will know..."
But the liberation we seek was there from the very
beginning, prior to the "I don't know", in the impersonal
not-knowing, the profound mystery that gives rise to universes.
Absolute peace.
All the knowledge in the world won't satisfy us.
The weight
of intellectual understanding even suffocates some.
The books rot, the
authority figures die, the clever words are forgotten, and we are brought to
our knees in exhaustion, free falling into the loving surrender of not knowing
once again.
It is at it was.
Nothing except Here, Now, This.
Total simplicity.
ps/smoh
