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Peace is the greatest freedom

We are held captive by our daily routines, unable to see the world as it truly is…  Our immersion into the appearances of things captivates us, so we cannot look past what appears to be going on.  Making a clear decision to step into a river of light and dropping all of our previous conceptions – opens us to freedom of thought, awareness, peace.   We begin to see and know the world as it truly is. 

Our lives are not as they appear to be.   Our thoughts emerge from the sparks of random life memories creating an artistic tableau from which we can create any number of apparent realities.   We are not very skilled at seeing the reality we are painting with those thoughts.  Memories of scarcity, emotional loss or pain invoke thoughts that illuminate the moment we are having. 

This moment, however it appears, is a luminous opportunity to be free of past thoughts, assessments, beliefs and yet – we do not skillfully seize it.  We repaint it with an older portrait.  It doesn’t matter whether it is the landscape of despair, loss and frustration or magnificent accomplishments, joy and success.    Its not this moment we are truly seeing.

Peace comes from not tagging the moment with any thought at all.  Thoughts are merely appearances.   When a thought arises, it is an opportunity to not participate with appearances.   Those random sparks of life experiences and memories are not really happening right now.  As thoughts surface, greet them.  Then let them pass through your clear mind on their way elsewhere.  The more you practice letting thoughts glide through your mind, the more peace you generate in the moment that is happening now.

What is this moment?  An fortuitous fragment of time offering freedom.  Do not try to hold it, it cannot be grasped.  Do not embed it as memory or it will return as an grand appearance or a thought.  Let this moment flow around you like a soft wind.  Don’t paint this moment with your thoughts for its true likeness will never surface again.

The peace that emerges from this awareness surpasses all understanding.  Another moment, just as precious and singular awaits.  Peace is truly the greatest freedom.

The Empty Mountain Report

When a person reaches the depths of despair, they feel empty of any feeling of goodness, empty of peace or gratitude.  This “terrible” condition indicates one is in the presence of one’s soul and  it is the beginning of great wisdom.  It can be said of such moments, “we have touched our souls and become aware of how empty we truly are..” 

We are truly a reflection.  It’s as if we are looking into the dark depths of a pool of a water seeing our reflection.  Touch the surface and the reflection dissolves away instantly.  We are ultimately that.  Despair brings realization of the emptiness of our being in a direct way. 

This realization should bring us great joy.   If what we think of ourselves is merely a reflection, of what do we reflect?   This emptiness we feel is the beginning of the realization  that we are not what we appear to be.  We are something beyond this reflected being.  Despair is a natural response to seeing through the reflection.   It is quite disappointing to see that what we thought was real, was not. 

The empty feeling that despair conjures up is the direct experience that we cannot be satisfied with appearances.  We reflect something greater than we have the power to see.  When I stir up my reflection,  I dissolve the appearance of me.  I am not a permanent being and whatever saddens me, frustrates, me or drives me crazy will not last either. 

 I am aware of strong feelings.  I am aware my feelings of happiness and joy do not last.  Therefore my anger, frustration and sadness cannot last either.  The mountain looms up before my eyes, I cannot imagine a day that it would not be there.  Yet the appearance of it changes every day. 

 I am empty, just like that mountain.

It’s Raining Leaves

Fall Leaves

It is a rainy day.  Chilly and bleak.  Yet I am surrounded by fire red burning bushes and glowing yellow trees.  The wind blows around the corner of my house and suddenly its raining leaves.  Golden leaves are swirling all around.  This is not momentary, it lasts for several minutes.  The leaves are floating to the ground by the hundreds.

Where did all these leaves come from?  I have a neighborhood of golden leaves in my backyard.  I want to go outside and lie down on those wet leaves.  Maybe more will blow onto my face.  Where will they go tomorrow?

Maybe they will simply blow away.

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