Consciousness = Energy = Love = Awareness = Light = Wisdom = Beauty = Truth = Purity.
It’s all the same trip. It’s all the same. Any trip you want to take leads to the same place.
When you have quieted your mind enough and transcended your ego enough, you can hear how it really is.
So:
When you are with a candleflame, you are the candleflame.
And when you are with another being’s mind you are the other being’s mind.
When there is a task to do you are the task.
If you can get far enough. You can see karma. You can see patterns unfolding (of which this life is only a part of a mosaic). But in order to do that you have to have left the gravitational field of time and space (as a matrix). You can’t think in time and space.
You can’t be in your thoughts any more. Because your thoughts are still in time and space and you can’t get out of time through them. You’ve got to be outside that. You’ve got to be in the place where you see your own.
This whole trip I’m talking about is fraught with paradox. The most exquisite paradox as soon as you give it all up you can have it all.
How about that one? As long as you want power you can’t have it. The minute you don’t want power you’ll have more than you ever dreamed possible. What a weird thing!
As long as you have an ego you’re on a limited trip.
Surrender. What are you giving up? A hollow little trip that’s good for another 40 years at best. You are giving it up for: eternal union with pure energy & pure light. Because surrender means you no longer die. It’s as simple as that. That’s what it means. Because you that lives and dies is you-ego. And fear of death only comes through the brittleness of the ego. Total.
You finally understand the message you communicate with an other human being has nothing to do with what you say. It has nothing to do with the look on the musculature of your face. It’s much deeper than that. Much deeper. It’s the vibrations that emanate from you.
If your vibrations are paranoid, that’s whats being received. And when you’re around pets or very young children or very flipped out psychotics they will know you immediately.
And you realize that every moment you are a full statement of your being, and you’re sending out vibrations that are affecting everything around you, which in turn is affecting everything that comes back. And when you meet somebody who is caught in the world of we and them and you are him. To that person and you get caught in his mind net you are both just intensifying one another’s paranoia.
The way is the harmony of the universe when one comes into the spirit. When one sees how it is, one understands that behind all the individual differences. Man-woman. Big-little. Old-young. Good-bad. Every label you can think of becomes background instead of figure.
What stands out is: Here we are. Here & Now. That’s all there is. And if it isn’t beautiful, man, there’s nothing.
So you say: well, I can’t have it beautiful now, but, later! When we get the food home it will be beautiful.
Later never exists.
What’s happened to life insurance, to tenure, to planning, saving, responsibilities: nothing’s happened to any of it.
Life always has in it the element of unfulfillment: call it suffering.
Birth. Old age. Sickness. Not getting what you want. Getting what you don’t want. Even getting what you want in this physical world is going to be suffering because: you’re going to lose it. It’s always in time. Anything that is in time is going to pass away.
That’s the trap of time. As long as you want anything in time. It’s going to pass because time passes.
The cause of suffering is desire (or craving). If you don’t try to hold you don’t suffer over the loss. If you don’t worship life you don’t fear death. But if you try to hold on to life it’s very sad. You can honor life. But if you try to hold on to life, it’s very sad.
Did you ever see a really beautiful woman like a top model who is just getting to that point where he looks are changing into what could be an internal beauty if she hadn’t been so busy with her external beauty? She is caught in the beauty of time which withers.
And yet how, we’ve all touched people who were so beautiful as beings that we never notice whether they are physically beautiful. It’s like an eternal beauty lives within them.
When you meet a being who is centered you always know it. You always feel a kind of calm emanation. It always touches you in that place where you feel calm.
But: you can’t hustle it. You can’t make-believe that you’re calm when you’re not. It never works. Everyonen knows. You know. It’s horrible.
You must center. Find that place inside yourself. You’re doing it from that place. And: whatever your dance is. Always right in here. Right in your hridayam.
The next message is where you are when you hear the next message. Whenever you’re ready you’ll hear the next message. The interesting thing is there’s always a next message and it’s always available to you. Now! That’s a hard one!
The handwriting is always on the wall, saying: Magic theatre. For mad men only. Price of admission: your mind.
Always there. Question is: can you see it?
Funny thing about all the secrets of the east or the secrets of mysticism: they’re not secret!
Nobody’s saying “Don’t tell him.” They’re telling you. They’re yelling it.
The secret is a secret to you because of where your head is at. Your receiving mechanism isn’t tuned for that particular frequency.
In my case I kept reading books but I din’t understand them. They were yelling the secrets but I couldn’t hear them because I was looking at them from the wrong place. That was my problem and I couldn’t get my head into the right place. I still wanted to know I knew. See? I was still western rational man.
So I went and I looked and looked and looked. And as long as I looked like a rational and looking I din’t find anything. I just found my own shadow. All the time that’s all you ever find: yourself. You only read to yourself. You only talk to yourself. You only ever know yourself. That’s all there is! Strange enough!
That’s the thing. Once you know that, then: pleasure & pain, loss & gain, fame & shame, are all the same.
They’re all just happening.
You’re standing on a bridge watching yourself go by.