From the Nothingness of the Awareness that is behind it all,
I rise.
I watch it all,
I register it all.
And the ups and downs that the bundle of thoughts of the me
Used to be defined by
Are just there,
Occurring,
Happening,
Not being chased,
Not being avoided,
Just being in the canvas of Awareness.
Nothing to fix,
Nothing to correct.
Nothing is ‘spiritual’
And nothing is ‘material.’
All is Well.
Tag: Awareness
Won’t you?
Won't you join me
In this ride?
Come join me,
As we Watch it all,
The Grand Joy of watching Creation Itself,
Eternal Witnesses,
Inmutable,
Registering Life and Death.
Life and Death,
Are the same,
Under the Watchful Eye
Of the Witness.
And it Burns inside.
It Burns.
From Death
From Death,
I have sprung.
From Utter Desolation,
I Am Risen.
That which registers it all,
That I Am.