Into This

it's seeing, just before a coming thought and added label, the 

simplicity of each given moment and 

nothing more - 

and into this is our

surrender.

~

surrendering is not an actual act, we don't give a thing over, nor relinquish our claim to self - it's simply the acceptance of everything just as is, without need for things is be other than they are just now. It all belongs. Even before this seeing or acceptance everything belongs by virtue of appearance. We have no role in any of this, no effort or action required, and no prayers to arrange a better world. Perhaps the best we can do is offer our attention, each occurrence and object once more recognized as a momentary belonging, folding gently back into the whole. It's not a strained mindfulness but a mere observation of emptiness in full capacity to hold the world. 

It's seeing our own nature. 

Peace,

Eric 

The Nature Of (My) Suffering

outside of thought - there is no suffering. Yes, certainly there belongs pain, grief, and even anguish expressed for some circumstances. Yet, aside from our thought that things should be otherwise, there is no cause that leads us to a continuation of suffering. This doesn't imply that suffering is imaginary, a made up conditioned of gathered thoughts around a subject or event - indeed, I'm writing this based upon my own moments I've suffered as well as a relief found in the spacious surrounding my thoughts on the matter. Suffering exist as we think about the issue at hand, as our thoughts dwell and add weight to painful conditions we suffer in their presence. This doesn't mean that suffering is optional, there is no choice to be free of sorrow, at least not one to my knowledge. What there is - is exploration into the nature of our thoughts, to inquire into the very heart of sorrow and find what's within and through to the other side. Perhaps we'll find freedom, or a lightness of being that helps us cope with the weight of suffering. To even look will invite a spaciousness around the subject, enough room to simply breathe and assure our own space of healing. Here's the thing - I don't know what you'll find. What I've written above is only my discovery. I wish you all peace and love in what you'll  find with yours. 

Please feel free to share what you do discover. 

~

Peace,

Eric 

In A Real But Subtle Sense

it's subtle - from a personal world to a my own absence, a glance traced back to source and nothing vanished but my own belief of solidness and point of separation. This is seeing, for me, not dropping from a sense of self, yet finding clarity in how it all belongs. As this I am both capacity, as well as all that's held - I am seer and the world that's seen. There are no lines to divide me from the emptiness of source and no thoughts that lead me to believe I am only form. 

In a real, but subtle sense - it's all 

one thing. 

~

Peace,

Eric

So Here I Meet Myself

meeting myself - first within the page, emptiness in full promise, and then words to come through a motion of their own. My only role is openness, the patience to simply be, and the grace that allows me to receive. I find myself through the whole process, not removed from the start without words, and still engaged as each word appears, dropping to the page on it's own accord. Truly, I am not the author but merely the reception. So here I meet myself, first as the empty capacity holding promise, and then whatever meaning may appear. 

I am grateful for it all. 

~

Peace,

Eric 

Just One More Thing

capacity is the expansion of true self  to include just one more thing - and then another, until we find the world held in this unseen embrace. In this sense the term self refers not to the limited beliefs and thoughts that have gathered to give the impression of a lasting personality - but to the self that is all inclusive by nature and design, empty, yet full in it's embrace. It's really all one thing, capacity meeting itself in the guise of form, and every object empty of an inherent boundary that isolates it from anything else. 

This is the secret of the view - tracing any one object directly back to source and finding nothing more than openness to greet us. Once seen, even the concept of a viewer gives way to the empty/full capacity of being. It's simply seeing, unimpeded by the concept of a seer. 

~

Peace,

Eric 

Meeting Grace

it's the times I've been most vulnerable, near broken, and most in need - and there it's been grace given, through no hope of my own, nor by a personal demand. Grace has it's own designs. There is no practice to receive it. It seems that we are made ready for it's appearance, life played hard and brought to it's edge - yet just the same grace is unknown in it's agenda. We have but one role to play in all this and that's to simply be ready, open, and grateful to the moment at hand - grace meets us exactly where we are. 

~

Peace,

Eric 

Given To The Wind

every breeze blows as much

within as against the

senses 

it's the grace of emptiness to 

hold a world so full of

wonder

and so right now - I find myself 

given to the wind....

~
Peace,
Eric