Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Empty - And Aware


empty - and aware of
all things that 
arise

even without my recognition 

~
There is no need to be aware - we are. From here, it's simply letting go into the moment while it happens. 

Peace,
Eric 

Tuesday, February 27, 2018

Continued Presence


I am - and this extends to
you as well. 

We are. 

And as such we find ourselves as
presence. 

~
In finding presence that exist as prior to, before thought, an action taken, or view defined - we come to an original sense of pure belonging. Nothing can be excluded by virtue of its appearance here, rising from the same primordial essence as the one thing before or whatever may follow next. Seamless. 
I am - and in no way can we not be, you are 
included in view, and space, and
continued presence. 
One thing.

Peace,
Eric 

Monday, February 26, 2018

Just Awake


I am not removed from pain, or suffering, nor 
faults that seem to need 
forgiveness. 

Just awake

And in this I find a
difference 

~
It's not that I don't seek to correct myself, to take what seems the proper course of action, or even to avoid pain and any suffering that may follow. It's that all this merely happens within the larger context of awareness. 
I am not witness to life. 
I am awake to all that happens. 
And it's enough to 
simply be. 

Peace,
Eric 

Sunday, February 25, 2018

An Illusion Of Becoming


reality remains unswayed by 
what we hold as 
true.

we are aware.

and all else is an illusion of
becoming.

it's all one thing, reality - appearing in the
guise of many. 

~
It's difficult to talk about, maybe impossible - to say that the world is an illusion is true only in the sense of its solidity. Everything is fluid, changing, shifting. That's reality - and deeper still is that beyond the appearance of things being separate, there is really only one thing, lets call it presence, at once rising in form and again collapsing into itself as a spacious template for new things to arise. Yet still, and always, it remains one thing. 
Ourselves included. 

Peace,
Eric 

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Absence Of A Holder


all held - yet more, in the 
absence of a
holder

it's an endless, open embrace.

~
Emptiness doesn't quite serve our description - it's true that we lack a solid self, we are more a fluid sense of energy and motion seemingly contained within a temporary form. Searching for this ever changing self leaves us right at the abyss of nothing found. 
Yet we don't stop there. 
Our search shows the infinite expands in all directions - beginning exactly where we happen to look. This is the big bang of continuous creation, from mystery, the very same abyss that starred us down, is now the openness that that serves our expansion. 
It's what we are. 
And as this there is nothing beyond our reach - indeed we are an ever flowing reach of allowance, and even more our capacity lends itself to manifest form in the state of each other, and earth and stars as well. 
Emptiness, yes - and as such we 
hold the world. 

Peace,
Eric 

Friday, February 23, 2018

Why Not This Too?


and why not this too - awareness has no preference, no agenda to our wants and needs. It's all life and sometimes, often, there is pain to accompany bliss, sorrow to our joy, and sights less pleasing to the beauty that we seek. Yet it all belongs - and even more, it is all still an appearance within the framework of allowance and as such the is no separation from one thing to another. There is no escape, nor is one needed. 
Simply be.
Relax. 
Everything changes. 
Nothing is truly lost. 
In this regard we ask - indeed, why not this too? 
Abiding in the space surrounding 
any answer. 

~
Peace,
Eric 

Thursday, February 22, 2018

The Unspoken


and once given words - our love
becomes other to meet
this notion 

we are the unspoken

prior to and just
after

there is only this moment of 
our together

~
The Tao told is not the true Tao - and to speak of love is a dim description of the undying light of our reality. It simply is. The words here offered - are but symbols of something greater. 
Yet still they point in loves
direction. 

Peace (and Love) 
Eric