DAZED AND AMUSED

Even when thought seems to lose its bewitching power and there is a glimpse of the full, rich, vibrancy of life, thought jumps up again with “I've finally got it!” and engages itself with the task of trying to work out exactly what it has "got" and then we're seemingly lost again. Thought continually trying it on, continually reasserting its importance by negotiating with life as if it were the one in charge. As a last resort we decide it's up to "grace" and that there's nothing I can do. And so we work really hard at doing -doing nothing. Anything to create some framework to life, anything to avoid the sheer terror of having nothing left to hold.

Of course “you” can't decide to stop believing in thought any more than you can decide tomorrow's weather. That's just more of the same game. And thought trying to not believe itself is a real recipe for confusion! However, all this seeking, all this exploring is a precious gift. We start to see the mechanism of thought and how it operates. We notice that as thought dissolves what we are is still here, still alive, still shining. How could thought ever understand THAT within which it arises and dissolves? You can't jump over your own knees.

We become more and more familiar with life beyond thinking, our ideas, beliefs and concepts naturally soften, the activity of holding, defining and formula rising naturally relaxes. Then there is nothing to split this-experience-now into pieces. No edges, no borders, no you, no me, no this, no that, no beginning and no end. Just open, boundless, undivided being. Utterly simple, utterly effortless. The home we always longed for, the freedom we always craved, the lover who's arms we yearned to dissolve in.