is creation itself
a rising in and of
consciousness..
a simultaneous birth of
a 2-sided coin:
subject/object
in thought and perception..
the birth is convincing
in its colors and boundaries
appearing as both
savory and unsavory..
along with the birth
comes ego's desire for
the happiness
which once it knew..
questions are a threat
and its defenses
most militant..
fears and desires
conceal real happiness
retaining that coin
of unhappiness...

A three letter name
With meaning multiples
Hero to devil..
Advancing:
A dream of creation
Introducing illusion
When the dream
Dances alone...

ego is self we believe we are
and this self wishes for a long life
a life of happiness and recognition..
threats to the ego are encountered warily
and with stealth and flex..
the most serious threat comes with a
denial of existence..a red alert..!
it is then that the ego can assume the form
of that which threatens..
ego as small self expands to large
and claims to a knowing of the unity of all
and for a moment wins us over to
a concept placed on a pedestal..

ego beware...!

The vote is in

One side pointed to division

The other unity..

The expression of unity

Arrived this morning..

Jubilation in the streets

And residues of division

These are the poles

Of conventional life..

Awaiting the time

When all expressions

Are of One...

in your toes and in your eye lashes
then shifting elsewhere as you choose..
We direct our focus to ever present
electricity producing that glow and
in simultaneity attend to the doing and
to the noise of this moment..

With a postscript: can we remember
as we forget...?

The self which

Is a character in the Dream

Of the Self..

Plays her role..believing

This is life..!  This is it..!

Joy is recognized when the

Self awakens to recognize

ItSelf..

In this chaotic time our

Awakening is the

Elixir of Life...!!!

The mind resists
What seems to be
An entryway into
Emptiness
The cloak of Fullness..
Fear pulls us back
Into comfy norms of
What we know so well..
And that seems the end
For many explorers..
The leap not taken..
But the invitation
Remains..in a
Blooming flower
A sideward glance or
A crushing defeat...

Emptiness
is what we are
before daybreak..
before we know
the fracturing
of daylight..

Emptiness
does not depart
with our rising and
work among fractures
as our day unfolds..

Yet our attention
seems to remove
our busy-ness
from that which
is not busy..

A quiet moment
reveals all fragments
have been dancing  
all day long with
what we are
before daybreak...

He said:
brevity is the soul of wit..
and said T. S. Eliot:
We can say of Shakespeare, that
never has a man turned so little
knowledge to such great account..
and said Rumi:
knowledge of the world is ignorance..

The endlessness of knowledge
is blessing and curse..
Google is one name..
It is easy to forget
to not allow attention
to experience that
in which all knowledge
appears..

To recognize knowledge
flowing in and out of that
in which it appears..
Knowledge in isolation
we place first
in idolatrous fashion
as we search for
the water in the wave...

No-thing

Silence

Erase the words above..

What remains represents

The End of searching..

Although discussion may

Introduce a cloudy day...

are intense beliefs
in the otherness of others
the obvious separations
in life encounters..
loving of enemies
from this point of view
is nigh impossible..
however
recognition of who I am
expands indefinitely the
identity we claimed as ours
and  others..allowing now
a settling in truth: love
as formation of all...

Energies

Boundless and contracting..

Apparently most of us

Live the contracting

Fearing the Boundless:

The energy we Are..

The contracted matrix

Brings pleasures..coupled

With a nagging pull..

The pull is the Boundless

Call from Home...

This storage bank
Is available 24/7
And is accessed by
Recognizing that  any
Object is not an object
But an experience
Of the mind and senses
(Thinking and perceiving)
And is made of
The Self which
We all are...

That simple...?
Try it  on waking...

Stands for
Freedom..
Freedom from the strains
Of a search for more..
Our unsatisfied minds
Not knowing the
Peace that is available
From knowing:
Enough...

The Experience:

I Am

Without clinging things

No objects attached..

Why continue..?

All has already

Been said...

These are days
Of pungent experience..
A virus in shadow makes
Fearful appearance in
Our perceptions and
Imaginations..these
Appearances have gone viral
And fill our days..
Until..we stand back
Witnessing our entanglement..
And as we disentangle for
Just one moment..to Recognize
OurSelf as..Unentangled...

Sometimes we are told
enthusiasm the ego fires..
but in examining more carefully
one such enthusiasm
we might find its make-up
as a temporary oasis
in the luminous field
to which it seems
to point..
Yet indeed misuses seem thriving:
ego's opportunities do unfold..
But for now
the pointing just mentioned
seems so much more
appealing...!

In the envelope of time

Reincarnation appears as

Soothing as we dwell in

The seeming reality of the

Day..a settling into this

Plenitude of time..if not now

Another lifetime will do..

The lonely self grasps this

Logical story to fill a gap..

That is..until "time" is found

Crumbling in the explosion

Of a Birdsong...

This word of the day
An experience of time
The briefest sort..
I wonder
If this old word
Contained a hint
Of time's illusion
When seen and heard
Standing alone
With hands and bells
On a village tower...

the story of epiphany
in Christian lore casts the
dilemma of Herod pained
by intense insecurity..

with men from the East
he deceitfully seeks help
in his search to end
unrelenting unease..

he lives in separation
believing peace and ease
must be located somewhere
in his kingdom of places..

this fellow sufferer
like most in our culture
search in geography to
calm throbbing desires..

to find..or not..that the
satisfaction we seek is
available immediately when
we call off our search...

It is so easy it seems
to look in wrong places
for an understanding of this
most illusive word..
Multiplicity and diversity
seem to demand that we comply
with their evident variety..
Enter our laws prescribing
orderly equality with
success most limited..
Moralities are defined
as good here and not there..
Religions find inequalities
in their prisons of belief..
So...we are waiting it seems
for Equality to speak
with a luminous presence
out of which flows
illuminated diversity
bringing Peace at last
to confused searching
in wrong places...

The word
implies that there are two
and these two are equal..
Such an assertion
results in a counter
that seems obvious:
two are never equal..
From this common
experience
we learn to question:
Is this simply perception..?
Experience of
Here..Now
alters perception
with joy we find:
Real Equality is
never not One...!

(Our Declaration of Independence
includes the word: Equality
which Lincoln restated at
Gettysburg..
The Civil War was fought
over the notion
that the first perception
was the only one..
The Declaration was
written assuming
the second perseption...!)

This seeming boundary
introducing autumn time is
marked by decline and death..
Bringing awaited beauty our
thoughts and perceptions
of autumn
are the filtered messages of
eternity and infinity
into time and space..
A coloring of our experience
during this seeming transition
each year in autumn time...

Each of us
experiences the veil
                    the shadow
                    the separation
which hide our real nature..
until our experience
like a tree planted by water
replaces belief in  
seeming opposition..
erasing the division and
exposing  the peace of
our only Reality...

This is what Reality
really is..
It is not the multiple
appearances  
demanding our attention..

Colorful appearances
assert themselves in
such a persuasive way
that we grant their
exclamations of difference
as the one life we live..

We are deceived..!
we live unaware that
the essence of all
displayed difference
is exactly the Same..

Without the Sameness
(their Essence..that is)
all would never
have appeared
whether  a rose
or bumblebee
Batman
or us...!

When we recognize
Time as illusion
As mind created
Same goes for space..

Then we rely
On direct reporting
From our senses
Just the is-ness
Of it all..

Is-ness is 1st
Then the mind
Climbs aboard
Naming and claiming
And is-ness fades
Into the background
Once more and
Once more...

when I saw
in a photo
of a dog
named Amber
a look both
forlorn and
penetrating
I set aside
my reading
to consider:
what is new
about this dog..?
is there more
here than I
saw in my
boyhood dog
Joe..?
or was Joe
a partner of
my self
in separation
preparing for
days of conflict
and growth..?
Joe ran and
chased and
our laughter rose..
now in silence
pause and notice
Amber's gaze
reaches back
stirring memories
and two dogs
perhaps just one
now mirrors my
own evolution...

a troubling juxtaposition..?
troubling due to the seeming
strength and longevity
of a scientific model
which..after centuries of success
is exhausted by challenges which lie
beyond and subversive to the model itself..
at the root
the model does not recognize
its limited qualifications to
understand the unlimited reality of
NOW..

the NOW experience removes  
science's bedrocks of time and space  
and presents a fuller reality..
what of evolution's timeline
and the fossil record appearing in space..?
a troubling query
relieved only by a new perspective..
the perspective suggests that NOW is
now the reality..and always has been:
the wholeness truth
colored in a variety of ways
by this science model or that...

If we visualize
All realities
Here and extended
Shaped as torus..
Consult with google
Many examples:
Human body
The earth
Upper self
Cell and atom
All are cycling
In torus form..
While form remains
Evolution moves:
Spirit to creation
Creation to spirit..
Evolution=Pulsation

of course..follows the inhale
but..if observed carefully
seems to represent a departure
from a transcendent inhale
and an experience of variation
inclusive of..everything..
this is the moment of creative
possibility..with the light
of the inhale illuminating the
ordinary..in shining paradox:
the inhale experienced as
exhale...!

Can we experience
existence
without reference
to the body..?
Is this frightening..?
Or is it real freedom..?
Our bodies simply
are thought's boundaries
which corral
the multitudinous flow
of inner thoughts and
sensations and
of outer perceptions..
All of these mind things
are temporary shape-ings
of our true nature:
an infinite and
unshaped Existence...

Impersonally
We are aware
Of happenings..
Of happenings rising
And departing..
We as characters
Sometimes are part
Of happenings
Sometimes not..
Yet our character
Wishes always to
Be center stage
Keeping the dream...

How
does Experience
appear..?
Mainly it is flow
sometimes swift
sometimes gathering..
It is the
temporary seeing
and hearing which
the river can teach..
We make a shift:
the river separated
to the river within..
And when the river
is found within
we know then
the river is made
of what we are..
This subtle shift
experienced
is all of
Everything
we can know...
~~CC

Experience

How
does Experience
appear..?
Mainly it is flowing
sometimes swift
sometimes gathering..
It is the
temporary seeing
and hearing which
the river can teach..
We make a shift:
the river separated
to the river within..
And when the river
is found within
we know then
the river is made
of what we are..
This subtle shift
experienced
is all of
Experience
we can know...

Known as "higher reasoning"
EXPERIENCE confronts belief..
Belief resides in separation
in life's suffering..and longing..
The separate self seeks a path
among religion's offerings..
Searching for beliefs..which fail to
loosen separation's strong grip..
A balm enfolds with EXPERIENCE
of wholeness..of oneness..of identity
as Awareness (I Am..)
This new recognition brings fear
to the self in separation's prison..
Fearful that its upholding belief
is dissolving in an infinite sea..
This resurrection EXPERIENCE...

There are dark notes
from our skyways
with expressed alarms
over democracy threatened..
Our laws and modalities
descended from that declaration
of the reality of equality
now centuries old..
That reality is permanently
our identity..each of us..
in all our conversations
and news conferences
which come and go..
Our experiment points to
a recognition by all
and will be repeated
'tho ours in our peril
trudges and reels
fearing darker days...

Expressions
At their best are
A dive into duality
Into our everyday
To find the words
Or the colors
Which of themselves
Quickly dissolve
Into that from which
The inspired dive
Proceeded...

do this and
taste the beauty
in the seascape
and all around..
extricate the tangling
and regard yourself anew
as the luminous whole
which is your birthright..
then look again at the
sea and mountain
and experience
the taste of the
forenamed beauty...!

How do we extricate ourselves
from the complexity
the multiplicity and diversity
that insists as reality..
Extricate we must
if we are to discover
a real Self supplanting
our illusive separation
relieving the searching
for the missing joy..
Searching and suffering
seem  as our paths
until a vital discovery:
we are the joy for which
we search..
We are extricated..!

both of them
joined
these we are
Both very good..
we build houses
write letters
extend the race
and many other
miraculous moves
These joined thrive..
Yet we learn
ego is both
power and less
always in need
of a good Eye..
And we learn
of self-less light
a present grace
in that Eye..

Listening
to a bird chirping unseen
yet it is not yet spring..
A cold sun illuminates this
February Saturday morning..
A song with passion
appearing as face of Awareness
chirping a message of expectation
it might be said..
If this were said..alas it is wrong..
A fulfillment not then but
Here/Now is cause for this
celebration...

Fairy tales ride

On the feathers of time..

The feathers fall

Revealing the wisp of time..

Leaving the sky

Not-ending and open

For new tales arising

And feathers falling...

Observing a fallen tree..
Such is the appearance of death
And such will be ours as we
Remain in the grasp of the fall..
Yet the fall is only appearance which
Begs for our remembrance of All...