Resurrection...

 

Resurrection 

Arising as story

As an appearance

Perhaps including

Emotions and weeping

Interpretations galore

Failing explanations..

All seeming here

Already..

The story may include

A self crucified

And a resonating

Newness...

 

Emptiness..

Anything named is

Already empty..

Frightening it seems

When  "anything" 

Includes the name

Of that person 

We tend and nurture..

This is a story

An empty story

With no assistance

For a grasping hand..

Seeming as freedom...

THIS...

 

THIS:

Vastness

Razor thin

Equality

Seems as love

Unconditional

Inconceivable..

~Simultaneously:

Tumultuous 

Edges distinct

Colors vivid

Painful stories

Wildness dancing 

Seems as love

Unconditional

Inconceivable...

Nonduality....Richard Sylvester

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQN6W_Wnzno&t=20s

The character...

 

Role playing..

Discovering

I am the character

On the stage

In a dream

Is to insert

A character

Of different character

Onto the stage

Into the dream...

To do whatever is required of you in any situation without it becoming a role that you identify with is an essential lesson in the art of living that each one of us is here to learn. You become most powerful in whatever you do if the action is performed for its own sake rather than as a means to protect, enhance, or conform to your role identity. Every role is a fictitious sense of self, and through it everything becomes personalized and thus corrupted and distorted by the mind ­made “little me” and whatever role it happens to be playing. Most of the people who are in positions of power in this world, such as politicians, TV personalities, business as a well as religious leaders, are completely identified with their role, with a few notable exceptions. They may be considered VIPs, but they are no more than unconscious players in the egoic game, a game that looks so important yet is ultimately devoid of true purpose. It is, in the words of Shakespeare, “a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.” Amazingly, Shakespeare arrived at this conclusion without having the benefit of television. If the egoic earth drama has any purpose at all, it is an indirect one: It creates more and more suffering on the planet, and suffering, although largely ego-­created, is in the end also ego-destructive. It is the fire in which the ego burns itself up.

In a world of role-playing personalities, those few people who don't project a mind made image – and other are some even on TV, in the media, and the business world – but function from the deeper core of their Being, those who do not attempt to appear more than they are but are simply themselves, stand out as remarkable and are the only ones who truly make a difference in this world. They are the bringers of the new consciousness. Whatever they do becomes empowered because it is in alignment with the purpose of the whole. Their influence, however, goes far beyond what they do, far beyond their function. Their mere presence – simple, natural, unassuming – has a transformational effect on whoever they come into contact with.

When you don't play roles, it means there is no self (ego) in what you do. There is no secondary agenda: protection or strengthening of yourself. As a result, your actions have far greater power. You are totally focused on the situation. You become one with it. You don't try to be anybody in particular. You are most powerful, most effective, when you are completely yourself. But don't try to be yourself That's another role. It's called “natural, spontaneous me.” As soon as yo are trying to be this or that, you are playing a role. “Just be yourself” is good advice, but it can also be misleading. The mind will come in and say, “Let's see. How can I be myself?” Then, the mind will develop some kind of strategy: “How to be myself.” Another role. “How can I be myself?” is, in fact, the wrong yourself. It implies you have to do something to be yourself. But how doesn't apply here because you are yourself already. Just stop adding unnecessary baggage to who you already are. “But I don't know who I am. I don't know what it means to be myself.” If you can be absolutely comfortable with not knowing who you are, then what's left is who you are – the Being behind the human, a field of pure potentiality other than something that is already defined.

Give up defining yourself – to yourself or to others. You won't die. You will come to life. And don't be concerned with how others define you. When they define you, they are limiting themselves, so it's their problem. Whenever you interact with people, don't be there primarily as a function or a role, but as a field of conscious Presence.

Why does the ego play roles? Because of one unexamined assumption, one fundamental error, one unconscious thought. That thought is: I am not enough. Other unconscious thoughts follow: I need to play a role in order to get what I need to be fully myself; I need to get more so that I can be more. But you cannot be more than you are because underneath your physical and psychological form, you are one with Life itself, one with Being. In form, you are and will always be inferior to some, superior to others. In essence, you are neither inferior nor superior to anyone. True self­ esteem and true humility arise out of that realization. In the eyes of the ego, self­ esteem and humility are contradictory. In truth, they are one and the same.

—Eckhart Tolle, excerpt taken from chapter 4 of his book "A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life's Purpose"

Everything appearing as nothing..

Everything appearing as nothing..

Obviously the reverse of

Nothing appearing as everything..

In their turn

Each seems to propose a source..

Language seems to have

Source talk embedded..and cannot

Capture the paradox of what is

Unexplainably

Simultaneous..

Poetry may be the passport...

Nothing is a concept like emptiness. This is an emptiness beyond empty... So vast, so excruciatingly devastatingly ravishingly beautiful that it has no name, as it cannot be captured. This has no edges, it is not an it or non it. It has no essence, yet it permeates all and everything with its obvious beauty... It has no qualities... Yet it is felt deeply... 

It has no words, yet every word sings it.  Beyond imagination yet realer than real, the moon shines with lovers light and weeps at its own radiant majesty.

Pure like untrammeled space, infinite beyond measure.   

A silence so vast, it is all encompassing. The hum of a sigh burning windswept rocks strewn across the desert singe your last heart strings.  Ashes blown across the rippling sands sparkle just so ...the death of emptiness

And she searched for words that would twist the handholds of hearts and minds into weeping shadows... for words that would blow your mind more than a hurricane, and heat your desire more than fire, and soak the edges of your smile more than tears

~~Nancy Neithercut

dharma...from Hays Alexander...

 

To know who you really are, all you have to do is just be in reality as it really is. There you discover the natural state of your existence and realize the ultimate principle of existence called dharma. Then, under all circumstances, whatever happens in life, you can depend on your real self.

Dainin Katagiri Roshi, “You Are Already Here”

Construction/Destruction Simultaneously...(Suzanne Chang)

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yCWogione3k

Without nothing...

 

Seemingly

Nothing appears as me

Without nothing me is illusion..

Seemingly

Nothing can be missing

But never lost...

Yet nothing is a word 

Among all words

The erasure of which may

Also help...

Appearing fractally...

 

A fractal

Similarity

Sameness

With difference..

A suggestion of

Unicity or wholeness

Appearing 

Fractally...

Simultaneous birth and death..Tim Cliss

This is always being born,

Ever fresh, ever new,

And this is always dying,

Ever passing, ever lost.

The seeming arrival,

and the seeming departure,

Are not two.

This is birth and death simultaneously,

And there is neither,

In other than the seeming.

The seeming changing things of life,

Are really nothing.

Nothing is born,

Nothing dies,

Nothing arrives,

Nothing leaves,

Nothing moves,

Nothing changes,

Nothing remains.

~~Tim Cliss

like a freight train...Nancy Neithercut...

 

"Once the recognition of unicity hits it's like a freight train

Flattens ya

Erases all ideas of effort and achievement or any doing at all

Or next or better or other

This undeniable clear pure centerless light of equalness and evenness subsumes all and everything

It was always on merely not noticed

It is beyond conception

Or imagination or belief

It is intuited

It is an all consuming sky like brilliance"

~~Nancy Neithercut

Beauty and Emptiness...

 

beauty and emptiness

beauty apparently

is only felt as

emptiness expressed..

a separation belief

clouds the feeling

posing a here and there..

yet this belief

as a simple thought

is also

emptiness expressed..

apparently

beauty enfolds...

Crucifixion and separation..

 

crucifixion

is told..in

a seasonal retelling

of an unfolding

story of crucifixion

and resurrection..

a simultaneous

happening

destructing and

constructing in

no time..occurring 

all the time..

the lenten unknown

seems to be 

whether the 

separation belief

is crucified or 

survives 

retelling of this

story...

Release from the search...

 

a search

goes on..until

the search appears

as a search

by no one..

a blessed release...