Ever-is

So, here we are. This is it, happening exactly as it happens. Nothing to be added to it and nothing that can be taken away. This happening is undeniable and obvious. It is so normal that is doesn’t require words to spell it out. Life speaks for itself.

This moment is total and all-inclusive; everything in the moment is the moment. Even the word moment gets in the way here – there simply IS: IS-ness happening.

Because this ever flowering IS-ness includes all that happens, there is nothing which can stand apart from it. What IS always IS, and in totality there can be no conflict. Even the idea that you are in conflict is simply what is happening. It IS.

So give up the life-sapping effort of trying to maintain the illusion that you are separate and relax into your simple IS-ness. Rest in totality.

How could you do anything else?

Can you stop THIS?

Without thinking about it, can we stop or prevent what is happening right now in this moment? The room I am in, the music playing, the slight chill in the air, the sounds of the keyboard, my full stomach, the sensation of sitting...can I stop these from happening without thinking about it?

Well let's see.

I stop thinking and see, quite plainly, very obviously, that these things are just happening. They are facts. The room is here, the music plays, sensations happen. It's all just happening. The fact of it is effortless. It is very fresh and beautiful actually. Very simple.

Yet the mind does not have time for this silent simplicity and quickly buries the fact of this effortlessness with thoughts and opinions, imaginations or memories. The mind ignores the simple fact that everything is just here, easily, without requiring thinking to interpret any of it.

Right now, without thinking about it the sun is quickly setting, clouds move across the sky, I feel a sensation of tiredness in my eyes, I hear the dull and distant movements of my house-mates. This all just happens, regardless of whether or not I'm thinking about it.

Without thinking about it things are just as they are. Ordinary and simple. These are our only facts, the Mind is only ever interpretation and opinion.

Can you see this fact without the Mind's distraction?

Try it. Suspend thought. Just see. See the ordinary as it is, without names and labels. See its there-ness, its being, its fact.

See the quiet stillness of things.

This

Just this,

Without anyone to see

This.

From dark unknowable void,
Arises 'this'.

Welcome to Life

Life cannot be written about.

Words cut and cleave, chop and kill.

Now, there is only the mist falling over trees, the music on the radio,
the tingle of my fingers, my dry coffee mouth...

This is Life.

Always here, always new, always free.

14/6/09