A Shiva's Touch

I fall to the heat
of your gaze -
A Shiva's touch
that strips me past the bone.

I am nothing now.

Yet somehow...more than I ever was.

Lost Upon Arrival

looking back, and now towards the origin of our gaze - we are lost upon arrival, no self found, seeing again the certain faceless point of all existence. Here, is the seer, here, we become the seen. This is our becoming, and too the emptiness that allows us to become. Looking back, and now towards the source - everything is found. 

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We are the starting point of distance. 

Peace,

Eric

Before The Lord Spoke

Before the Lord spoke - there was silence as a holy void to catch the word. Perhaps even the Lord was preceded by a stillness that allowed for a sacred presence to be. In this light, we see our own becoming from a point that starts as nothing, the same holy void that waited for the Lord's first whispered words, the very same stillness from which creations creator emerged. In this light it's all one and the same, we are not apart from source, we are both the word and the holy void, stillness and sacred presence. In this this, we are the light itself playing as the shadows of the world. Before the Lord spoke - we were. 

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Proceed as stillness - allowing distance to unfold from the point of ever step. 

Peace,

Eric

Not Merely

and it's not that we are merely form defined by the world pressed against us - no, we are what gives form and world the space to find its meaning. It's the formless that provides a template for distinctions, we are bodies only for a means of expressing the infinite in contrast, as if emptiness itself longed for a point of contact. With great love that is exactly what we have offered - our own spaciousness seeking to serve itself in the pleasure of what appears in its allowance. We are not merely form at all - we are the capacity for form and world to be. 

~

Peace,

Eric 

Empty Of Myself

Empty, yet only of self - and in this 

space we hold the 

world.

~

To clarify, our reality is emptiness so that we may serve as the capacity for the appearance of the world, for each other, for life to be. Emptiness is not void of meaning but provides the space for the meaningful to be expressed. To be empty of self is simply stating the Buddha's realization that there is no fixed entity that carries beyond our identification of personality. In this moment - we are a collection of stories told by mind and body, it's a relative truth but not absolute in the grand view of existence. Who we are - what we are - is existence itself, the template that allows for a story to be told. In this very moment - we are a story of emptiness holding all the world, holding each other, it's a beautiful story of one existence, and the infinite possibilities that may unfold. 

Peace,

Eric

Within

Within - and we find in truth that the world is not apart from our existence, but unfolds from the empty capacity that we offer. Even what seems ours alone, body, thoughts, and mind, simply occur within this grande openness that is no more mine than yours. Nothing is exclusive. Dawn and dusk are no more separate from each other than they are from the day that joins them. Each is found within the other and so we come to know the subtle shades of continuation. Looking deeply we see that this is so in everything viewed, indeed, there is no line drawn in a vision held and the eyes perceived in one awareness. 

~

Peace,

Eric

At Center

Through grace and form - we lend 

ourselves to motion.

Still, at center, we remain unmoved. 

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Yes, at center, we are stillness serving as an allowing ground for the motion of the world. As such, we are unmoved even as we travel through means of form and time. These things provide a temporary caress of illusion against the permanence of Being. It's the duality of a touch - and done simply for the pleasure that it brings. 

Peace,

Eric