Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Reality check


People seek illusion because its safe and familiar.  Reality is too much to handle, you don't know whats next.  You get to experience the bliss of the moment and than it has to die to make room for the bliss of the next moment.  You are always hanging over a cliff not knowing if something will catch you.  You get to love what shows up instead of rejecting it.  Reality only knows beauty.

When you allow your mind to be in charge you close because the mind is afraid to open.  Anything mental is brutal.  The mind feeds on illusion.

This moment is full of this moment, just show up to the party, without death you cannot come.



Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Mind fields



Every day you navigate through the mine field of your mind.  You fight with reality because you want it your way.  If you could accept what shows up there would be no problem.  The mind resists everything.

We are taught the more we use our minds the smarter we are.  So we use our minds to get what we want.  We never get what we want.  You have to let go of everything.  The universe won't be manipulated.  Things change, but you are not the one who changes them.

There is only energy, that's all there is.  Everything else is a story.  When your mind is in charge you will listen to those stories.  The mind creates illusion, that's all its capable off.  You can stop the dream any time you want to.
 
In the new energy nothing shows up before its needed.


Monday, May 16, 2011

Self inflicted pain - The editor



Two more weeks and I am out of here, destination still unknown.  My only requirement is to stay in the present moment.  The universe makes all the arrangements.

The pain we cause ourselves by not allowing us to even notice how we edit everything the universe has for us.  By the time the mind is done fucking with it it doesn't even resemble anything worth wanting.  In the present there is only pleasure.


Monday, May 2, 2011

Want what you have


I often wondered why I had to come back here, why I had to move into my ex's apartment.    He is a hoarder; stuff everywhere, barely room to walk.  If I don't want people to see me in this mess, if I prefer another place over this one because I am ashamed of it than I am hiding.  Preferences keep me stuck.  My surroundings don't define who I am.

You can't move on until you want what you have, want it so badly that you burst, you ache for what you have.  That's why I had to come back here.  I had to come full circle.   All I see is beauty.   This is the most incredible place on the planet.  I love it here.  I don't want to be anywhere else.

My passion is this moment.  Fully occupying the space I am in.  Don't fragment yourself by wishing things away or wishing things were different.
 
We get to balance out whatever is wrong with this planet by giving it love.