If there is no time
Then there is also no distance
Why then, does what is so close,
Seem so far… like it waits
Somewhere in the future?
Do we arrive to our
Desired state…
To a change for the better…
By our doing?
Or by our seeing?
Am I already there
Where I wish to be?
What I need then is not
Some grand plan of action
What I need is for the haze to clear.
We live in a world of make-believe
Perpetually creating lie after lie
To stay afloat…
We have to work hard
In order to get somewhere
Because we were not anchored in the truth…
A lie hinges on the establishment
Of cause and effect.
Continuity and progress
Are the ultimate achievements of a lie.
By design it is bound eternally
Within a tedious chain of action and result.
Ubiquity is the face of truth
It is uncaused, independent and free.
It is never the outcome
Of any striving or effort
It is not a discovery;
It’s a realization
The solution, it is said
Exists in the problem.
Let that seep in.
Sometimes, rushing into a solution
May aggravate the problem
Creating a dissonance.
Sometimes, it’s not a solution
That is the need
But evolution…
Not a resolving
But a rising-above.
Change what can be changed
Endure what can’t.
Do what can be done;
Surrender to Grace what is beyond you.
A problem sometimes requires
More than a change.
It requires a transformation.
Change is external
A transformation is internal.
Every life-shattering event
Liberates you from the unreal;
From your world of thoughts
And ideas and opinions;
From your pointless plans;
From your trivial pastimes
And your petty anxieties.
We must be grateful
For destruction, for loss.
For they are an opportunity
To access a higher truth
And a greater life…
To leave behind the imagined
So that we can abide in the unknown.
To gain knowledge
One must seek it
Beyond the known.
To gain knowledge
One must learn to wait
Rather than rush to arrive.
To gain knowledge
One must learn how to be
Free of the striving to become.
To gain knowledge
One must be willing
To let go of their assumptions.
To gain knowledge
One must be prepared to get rid of
That which thinks it knows.
To gain knowledge
One must create the space
For the new…for transformation.
To gain knowledge
One must learn to remain silent
When feeling compelled to speak.
I wish that I could arrive
To that place where I no longer
Feel the need to do anything for anyone…
From where the world is perfect…
Where each moment, each event, each person
Is perfect…exactly as they are
Where it’s clear that nothing needs to change.
Unfortunately, for now, the world’s sorrows
Weigh upon me. Who can tell
Who affects whom? We like to think
We must be the heroes of this world
That we find ourselves in;
That solutions are needed because problems exist
And that we are doomed to live partially fulfilled lives.
But is there a fault in my seeing?
The world has infinite roads and many mountains
To seek, one must set foot outside and climb
The world, we assume, expects our help
It must be saved with heroism, intelligence, sacrifice.
For the sake of it and our own salvation
We feel that we must do something.
But having reached the pinnacle of strife
One comes to see
Why it’s important not just to set foot
on a journey but also to return…
Because when you stand atop the pinnacle
Everything is clear; it is perfect as is…
Nothing needs to change.
Did our separation hurt
Because we weren’t able to go beyond
Seeing ourselves as separate in the first place?
I saw you as ‘You’.
I saw me as ‘Me’.
Our coming together was designed
To thrill, to excite, to give pleasure…
But lurking in the shadows
Was always the threat of betrayal,
Of disappointment, of emotional pain…
Of love being a shallow lie.
We never reached the state of Oneness
We didn’t know how to
We thought an enduring love
Was about commitment;
And commitment was about
Arriving at intermittent compromises
So each could have their way in turns.
But a relationship is not built
On a scorecard.
It involves embracing, absorbing
Giving of your presence.
It’s about arriving to a harmony.
It’s about arriving at an understanding
That you are in essence,
A complement to another.
You are a fraction of a whole.
To be one
Is to give up insisting
On a separate existence
So that you can come to see
That in the presence of the other
You are adequate. You are enough.
You are one.
I see around me a desperation
A rush to reach somewhere…
To arrive…
Where? Anywhere…
Something, somewhere may hold the key
To guaranteed ecstasy…
And then some peace and happiness…
I see people scrambling like paupers
For a taste of life…
Not knowing what a great life should taste like…
Whiskey? Butter chicken?
What should a great life smell like?
Chanel no 9? Cigarettes? Sex?
No one knows…
But we all desire…
I hear it often said
That it’s wise to live it up
That we have but one life.
But think about how absurd it is
To have life but to know nothing of it
To educate yourself over hours, days and years
To learn about a world
That is essentially all myth.
For all its attractions, it is
At the end of it all, a black mirror.
Ready to be whatever you conceive of it.
To know life, it’s enough to simply live
Neither chasing nor being chased
By ideas, by demons, by desire…
To come to see that a life well-lived
Has required nothing more
Than simple presence.
Circumstances do have a hold on us.
They can restrain us.
One may not be able to
Walk away from a circumstance.
Freedom within a circumstance
Is of a different kind.
It exists in loosening your grip
Over that which is gripping you.
To have found this freedom
Is to have understood
What freedom really means.
Life is not a burden
to be borne
But a gift to be cherished…
To be appreciated…
To be fathomed.
It’s not a maze of dead-ends
But a heartscape of possibilities.
Live not small and afraid
Thinking of life as your destiny written
For then, having barely lived, you die in vain.
Live not in cemented sorrow
Or merely, in intervals of hope
between perpetual disappointments.
Know the truth- your life is not permanent;
But as ever-transforming existence, you’re eternal.
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