Sunday, April 25, 2010

Paradox of Becoming

When we think a thing is too difficult, we think it into being difficult. It is the thoughts about it which cover up the reality of it, whatever it is.

Right now, this very moment, fall into the back of the head, out of the ideas and story, away from the senses, move into That... and notice that everything is.... as it is. However it is, it is perfect. Only our thoughts about it make it illusion. Leave the thoughts, they can continue, but leave them. Move away into the great expanse of who you are, into the moment.

This is your innocence. When you sit in the ecstasy of allowing it all to be as it is. This is your freedom. This is the dance. This is the death. Die to the story of how everything should be. Take a radical chance and simply accept whatever is the way it is.

Do this with the suffering. Be honest about the suffering. Suffer without the story about suffering. Just feel that ache in the belly or that hollow cave in the heart or that knot in the throat. Feel it like it is the only thing in the entire universe. Feel it for what and how it is without the words and forms that compromise the totality of it.

Do it and then fall back into the back of the head and watch the whole process.

Do this for the movement in the knees when the dancing takes you into its arms. Allow it to be what it is, even if you trip and fall on your face, or if you leap with a grace greater than the tides into the air. It is all the same because it is what it is and then it isn't anymore. Without the thought of it to attach and to solidify it, it is and then it isn't anymore. And if you can't be just totally present to it as it is when it is, you will never get to be real in just that way ever again.

This is why we die. So we can be alive for that unique moment that will never be the same ever again. And every single moment is exactly the same that way. This is one of the great paradoxes that can freak out the mind. We are all One. There is only One. And yet, you are a unique expression of That. Unity and uniqueness. And if you don't ignore the story and bullshit the mind is constantly trying to feed you about everything, if you jump into that story, you will miss the opportunity to experience the True expression of Who you are in this moment. There is only one moment. This is it. And then it is gone.

This is the chance to create. By just being fully present to what is. It is the only way to create. This is why you get lost in time when you create a song on the flute. SOOOOOOO totally present to the moment even as that moment slips away into the next, ever changing and informing and surrendering to the unfolding of the unique way you alone in that moment witness the One.

If you get caught up in trying to create or in dictating the way the creation is supposed to be, you are just masturbating and missing the entire opportunity to actually create. You are spilling the seed on a barren canvas. Create by surrendering any idea you have to actual construction of what is happening. What is really happening. Then you are making love. You are joining form and name. You are witnessing the Big Bang, over and over again. It never has to stop. Give up every bit of who you think you are in order to be Who you really are and that is the unending orgasm. And it never feels the same way twice, but it never changes the way that it feels. Paradox.

Use the paradox to short circuit the brain. Then, sink your teeth into the surrender. This is dying. This is the only way to be alive. Anything else is a fiction. Some fiction is necessary. Some fiction is useful. You can always reach for the fiction, But get to the place where you are doing the reaching for it from that place of NOW, instead of drowning in the fiction thinking that what is actually REAL couldn't possibly exist. We have to flip things over, change things to put them in a proper perspective. And all the story of who you think you are might resist this.

Do it anyway. Get a taste for it and you'll never want to stop.

Then you own the fiction. You build the shelf where you can keep all those stories. You can reach for them anytime you need to. But that way, you, from that place of non-identity and surrender, are in charge.

Don't try to stop the thoughts. That is crazy and not possible. Instead, ignore the thoughts and die anyway....

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