Off The Path - And The Way Now Is Uncertain

off the path - and now the

field is seen as our

existence,

with nothing more to do....

then simply be

~

For a time - we all seem to follow a path, maybe spiritual, or one of personal development, or designed to lead us towards what's missing from life now. The path can be useful in helping us find our way from a particular wilderness to brighter lands but at some point we come to find that this promised land was meant for only those who follow and never belonged to those braved the woods and fields to begin with. So we come to this point, through the means of great teachings, hours of meditation, and fingers pointing to the great moon of our existence - and here we are, exactly as found before the path unfolded, complete and at home amidst the wilds of pure creation. We've circled back and now leave the path behind. The way now is uncertain - but there's nowhere else we need to be. 

Peace,

Eric 

Exactly As We Are

it's not a self that has experiences - what's gathered in thought and senses and believed to be what we are is but an experience mistaken for a sense of self. We are what allows all this is be, or perhaps better told - we are simply an allowing space for the world (and our own inclusion) to occur and with this is our sense of solidness and understanding. What we are - remains when all else passes, yet too it's not separate from what occurs either. It's just one thing. In this way I come to cherish every experience, to treasure whatever alights against the senses, and the uniqueness of thoughts and their narration -while still being free in the spaciousness provided in the reality of existence. For this to be so - there's no effort needed, no path or method to follow or apply. 

It all simply happens on it's own. 

Our only role is to relax - and

simply be exactly as 

we are. 

~

Peace,

Eric 

This Offering

this offering - a constant emptiness of self for the

world to be fulfilled...

yet even more,

our own reflection offered back again in 

every detail of it's fulfillment.

it's always, only, just 

one thing.

~

Peace,

Eric 

Another Aspect

touched upon wing - and the sky narrows to the

single point expressed as 

flight,

and the bird comes to knows itself as open air

everything parts in joyful wonder - to another aspect if it's 

one true self, continuing endless in this

fashion

~

Peace,

Eric 

Exactly As We Are

constant in allowing - and simply held in 

and as awareness,

from this there's no conclusions drawn other than that

this moment is enough in all that's offered.

and all we need to do is 

just be -

exactly as we are. 

~

Peace,

Eric 

just aware

held in observation - details of the world come to view and for a moment it seems to all belong to a silent witness, a higher source that's intrinsic, yet somehow still apart from what's observed. But even this is but a subtle illusion, as lines fade to a seamless reality, and all that's seen and then too the observer...

just aware

and whatever then 

comes after, 

~

Peace,

Eric 

My Solid, Real, Life

it's a solid, real, life - deeply felt in the extremes of 

joy and bitter loss and all that's found 

between, 

and yet, and yet...

there is a spacious understanding

surrounding it all,

I am that too

and that makes all the

difference

~

There's no denial here, nothing excluded and life lived as presented to the moment. It's enough to simply be. Certainly there is an aspect of reality that leaves me fully engaged as thoughts and body, that brings suffering from loss and pain, a real, solid existence that I have no wish to deny. In truth, I would be unable too - it's a life in which I belong. Yet it's not the whole truth, it's not my entire story by far. Just as easily as seeing my world as filled with objects, form found solid, and the suffering that accompanies their eventual loss - there is also, within the very same moment, a timeless, empty presence providing the capacity for all this to be. This is the greater part of me - in truth it's the only one thing there is, the template for my solid life to emerge and know itself in and as the world. It's all happening now, emptiness allowing form in no separate fashion from itself. It's all just occurring on it's own - One thing. 

And nowhere do I find myself apart it. 

Peace,

Eric