In this universe, you have five friends. Everybody has these friends, they have the same essence. They live within your heart, and so may be projected all around you. If cultivated with love, these five friends will help to erradicate all of your fear and wrath. They will bring you gifts of peace, and reflect back to you all the love you invest in them.
They may be greeted in this order. I say, when I get the FEAR, I call on my five friends FEEAW. Good to remember them, and become aquanted with them for quick greeting. They all work together to weave you a web of elightenment.
F
Faith. Faith is your first friend. When you chill with Faith, there showers gifts of relaxation. Faith is consciously surrendering your tensions to the universe, knowing that the flow knows how to manifest your existance better than you could possibly imagine. Faith is patiently surrendering all the tensions in your muscles and organs one at a time to the cellular awareness, and the flow of your entire life to the cosmos, knowing that whatever manifests in every moment is perfectly in Way.
Faith is feminine emptyness- surrendering to higher consciousness in all things. Surrender your ego's peak to the valley of Faith as you exhale, there is nothing left but relaxation to arise.
Watch your breath now.
E
Equanimity. Equanimity is your second friend, with gifts of balance. Equanimity is perceiving all people, events, perceptions or mental processes equally, without dualistic interfearance. No good or bad, likes or dislikes... just flow with it as it comes to you. When you chill with Equanimity you do not react, you pro-act. Pro-actively you take the right action to solve a problem if it arises. Equanimity doesn't complain about anything, is ultimately accepting and so never actually perceives a problem to begin with, yet flows compassionately to balance what others might consider to be problematic to their flow.
Equanimity knows that this is the eternal moment, so acting in league with Equanimity grounds your heart to infinity.
Still breathing.
E
Effort. Effort is your third friend, bringing gifts of progress, it will pull you upward along your path. Effort is the most subtle energy manifesting discipline to continue practice in every moment, which slowly becomes effortless. This Effort comes once you've surrendered your gross efforts with Faith and Equanimity.
Effort, like your other friends, runs on love. Feed Effort lots of love, remaining in the eternal present moment, and your body-mind will slowly come under control of your higher-mind.
Relax as you exhale.
A
Awareness. Awareness is your fourth friend bearing the gift of awakening. Awareness is ultimately unmanifest, and so can penatrate any level of any form... it is the very root of all form in any state ever arising. It is what makes your dreams as real as this collective cellular manifestion we commonly refer to as body-mind and it's perceptions in life. Awareness is totally unaffected by all phenomenon. Ultimately detached, just observing. When your consciousness is in the most liberated state, it serves only as a mirror so that Awareness can gaze upon it's cosmic dance of emptyness with playful awe, which is the only reason it ever chose to manifest all this in the first place.
Everything you are made of is pure awareness. The illusion of suffering happened to arise out of ignorance, though it is just a shadow... awareness is the white light, destoyer of ignorance and suffering. Use your other friends to make sure it is untainted, then shine it down on any of your boogie men to realize that they are just ignorance, and like shadows they have no substance.
You are one with all things... look around, your body is in the world. Your mind is utterly integrated into your body, which shares the space with all other beings... your whole mind is on the outside, you can see the little bits of dead cells floating around in your eyeballs when you look at the sky. We are one with all beings in this space and we're not going anywhere... we're already there.
Integrating this increasingly subtle Awareness to project into the nuances of gross manifestation will bring a deep sense of belonging in every moment. Belonging to this body, this Earth, this Universe, eternally. They are all your manifestation, and there is nothing else to be, nowhere else to go... this is it, your life at this moment manifesting 50 trillion cells, on this living planet, the most cosmic dance you could ever imagine... beyond imagination, just watching it arise in this moment of white light is all there is, all there will ever be, ever.
So keep breathing, the breaths are your steps in astral space... follow each one into the next and they're moving forward into
W
Wisdom. Wisdom is your fifth friend, carrying the gift of detachment. The eternal archetypal Wisdom beneath all other cultured forms of Wisdom is that there is only one eternal truth, which is that nothing is eternal. Everything ever is always inconstant, perpetual flow at all levels is the nature of all things manifesting awareness in space/time. All things pass, all creation is imbued with it's own destruction. This moment is all there is.
So in this moment when somthing arises which is problematic, know that this will pass. You stubbed your toe, a terrible wrath ascends to your awareness. Call it pain. Watch it arise, and then watch it pass away.
Understand this wisdom in the most practical sense and it will ground you deeply into the moment.
So in this moment when somthing fantastic arises, know that this too will also pass. A fantastic piece of sushi is served, and you pop it in your mouth. Enjoy it in this moment, watch it arise and watch it pass without developing attachment to the sensation. Forever it is gone, so not to visualize it coming back. This very moment alone is the truth.
All sensation is just a change in the body. All awareness is in constrast. Black is imbued with white, good with bad, pleasure with pain, pride with shame. They are all one, perpetually oscillating for infinity. There is no end to space and time, best to master them with this wonderful opportunity manifesting the human body. It is very rare, very unique.
Be aware with this wisdom that you will die. Visualize what you think death will be like. All this disappears. So look around, there is nothing else to do. Every moment is key.
So may these five friends Faith, Equanimity, Effort, Awareness and Wisdom weave an eternal web for your essence to balance on through this moment and into infinity where all become one.
I will see you there.
May the flow be with you.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Life
Life is the projection of awareness into gross manifestation
Spawning an eternal state of distraction from
A wild storm of empty thoughts
Sucking energy to perceive
Form in the contrast
Between the elements
Oscillating frantically
To generate the illusion of substantiality
Which finds itself interesting enough
To propagate.
Spawning an eternal state of distraction from
A wild storm of empty thoughts
Sucking energy to perceive
Form in the contrast
Between the elements
Oscillating frantically
To generate the illusion of substantiality
Which finds itself interesting enough
To propagate.
Mother of Others
Your heart connects to one great mo
ther,
wherein all hearts meet each other.
One trillion threads converge as one,
singing as they dance along.
~
A trillion me!
Ten trillion you!
A hundred trillion things to do!
A thousand million trillion waves -
A billion trillion paths to take!
So many these, so many thats,
delicious teas and fashionable hats.
A trillion trilion ways to find
infinite ways to blow your mind!
All these lovers, all these colors -
trillions to mistake as 'other'.
~
Yet 'other' is the dark mother,
with wrong and bad her twin brothers.
Many cry many tears
churning up in wrong-bad's gears.
Though wrong and bad don't stand a chance
when love you are, and light you have!
They'll wipe themselves right off the map
before you're even half-way back
to where this whole great show began -
in always-and-forever-land.
The deepest, darkest pit of all
with one bright light, is clear to all!
~
So how to live a trillion years,
free of wrathful wrong-bad's fear?
Few have ever done the math
and fewer still have walked the path.
Yet you're the One, and now's the time...
so what is it you're trying to find?
~
Could 'trillion' others all be you?
Well that depends a lot on who
you think yourself to be.
A trillion yous that think they're me?
Or one who knows you're always you,
so clearly all the rest are too.
wherein all hearts meet each other.
One trillion threads converge as one,
singing as they dance along.
~
A trillion me!
Ten trillion you!
A hundred trillion things to do!
A thousand million trillion waves -
A billion trillion paths to take!
So many these, so many thats,
delicious teas and fashionable hats.
A trillion trilion ways to find
infinite ways to blow your mind!
All these lovers, all these colors -
trillions to mistake as 'other'.
~
Yet 'other' is the dark mother,
with wrong and bad her twin brothers.
Many cry many tears
churning up in wrong-bad's gears.
Though wrong and bad don't stand a chance
when love you are, and light you have!
They'll wipe themselves right off the map
before you're even half-way back
to where this whole great show began -
in always-and-forever-land.
The deepest, darkest pit of all
with one bright light, is clear to all!
~
So how to live a trillion years,
free of wrathful wrong-bad's fear?
Few have ever done the math
and fewer still have walked the path.
Yet you're the One, and now's the time...
so what is it you're trying to find?
~
Could 'trillion' others all be you?
Well that depends a lot on who
you think yourself to be.
A trillion yous that think they're me?
Or one who knows you're always you,
so clearly all the rest are too.
Behind hidden doors
Boundless
dreamflows
rising up and across
the desert of concrete cycles of money sex and violence -
the hard gears of society hardening themselves
into numbness so they can fall safely asleep.
A white mask
caught in smile's eyes
welling up with fright
bridges the void with vision.
Death says check-mate -
life is a sacrifice to itself.
Here lives the line between ignorance and
intentional non-awareness of the black pattern that crawls in the night
eating the souls of the sleeping.
Yet in living with this line -
what could ever be done
but to let it be?
Sweet One
The Starving Heartist
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