How Things Are

How things are: 

everything I write has a basis in non-duality, no exception really, but this isn't from any philosophical stance, nor based on any heart felt conviction of a belief - it's simply how things are, my writing being a seamless expression of infinite points and proportions all meeting on the page. Nothing has to be done to express this, it's not a means of mindfulness, no meditation needed to reach a certain state of mind. For me writing is a non-dual activity of ideas arriving, an urge to sit and give voice to inspiration, the preparation of warm coffee and my desk arranged just so, important rituals performed, and all of this being quite spontaneous even though it happens every morning. It's always a surprise to see words upon a page, how those infinite forces worked to come to this particular theme for me to write of. 

it's a mystery.

and it's simply how things are. 

but what I know is how integral each point is to this mystery, not one thing can be removed and have my writing be the same. More truly, nothing here exists entirely on its on, being as Indra's Net and its infinite reflection, each word written is connected to the larger theme of an endless inspiration. Non-duality isn't so much a topic for me to write of, it's expressed through every aspect of my morning, from making coffee to sitting at my desk and the first touch of keyboards beneath my fingers - the universe has arranged me here, perfectly so, urging me to surrender to the writing process and be surprised by the mystery of how words seamlessly appear. 

it's simply how things are. 

and none of this is of my own doing, I am not the ultimate arranger of the forces that brought me the desk this morning. I am an integral point within this process, much needed for this theme to be complete, and my gift is that I get to claim to be a writer, author of these particular words. Non-duality, for me, is really just creativity itself, the only vital force that drives the entirety of the universe, and I am a function of its expression, an apparent participant of this endless inspiration - a reflection of a jewel from Indra's Net given brief appearance. It's all creativity, reflections of reflections and all from original source of that one and precious jewel. My writing is part of this and I have no idea why, my making coffee is also part of this too, as is my early meditation, the sounds of distance traffic, and every every commuter on their way to work this morning, all reflections. 

everything. 

it's simply how things are. 

~

Peace, Eric