Overlays..

Overlays

Are the seeming

Maps and filters

Stories and concepts

Memories and expectations

Portraying and explaining

What's happening..

Overlays may

Seem to hide

Nothing at all

Appearing as 

Overlays...

The valley..

The valley

With its flatness Spaces between Abrupt enclosures.. An appearance of Age and place and A viewer and all May seem separate..

Sometimes named Illusion and may be

Found as a calmness Not understood...

What appears separated is not..

What 

Appears separated

Is not..

What 

Does not appear separated

Is not..

What 

Is believed separated

Is not..

What 

Is not believed separated

Is not..

Persistence of

WhatNots...👀

Ordinary unknowable..

 

What's happening

And not happening

Simultaneously

Is the appearance

Of the ordinary and

Is unknown and

Unknowable..the

Ordinary unknowable...

Next door..

 

Next door to

Charley's Food Store

(Now labeled Pawn)

Is a scant view of

The home of early

Childhood memories..

A busy street connected

The bustling traffic

East and West.. also

A marker of death for

A loved dog named 

Lucky..a name also

Of deep sorrow..

These memories form

Timeless images with

No midline between 

Bustle and death...

The music of Directness...

 

Directness

This word

Occasionally 

Pops up..

Seeming as 

Absorbing all

Separations and

Unities on a

Path which

Is no path..

Processes and

Promises  seem

Beautiful in

The searing

Music of

Directness...

Purity of Walden Pond..

 

Purity..

The word 

Is synonymous

With the pond

Named Walden..

His work to clean

Up his act to align 

Himself with the

Purity of the pond

Is a futile quest 

In a storied life

To become what

Is already

Purity...

About nothing..

 

Nothing 

Can be said

About nothing..

Whatever said 

About nothing

Is already

Nothing..

Such are these 

Words...

Nowhere is Eden..

 

East of Eden

The storied start

Of the dream of

Separation..

And the desired

Return to Eden

With many a

Search on paths

Leading nowhere..

And of course

The parting joke

Eden is nowhere...

Directly..

Directly

Ending of seeming

Separation without

An ending of

Seeming separation..

Directly

A shift that is not

A shift..

Directly

Freedom of

No freedom..

Directly...

Miracles..

 

Miracles..

All are ordinary

Happenings..

This is it and

So is that..

How might

No-separation

Appear separated

As the ordinary

This and that..?

That's it 

The miracle...

Search for meaning..

 

Searching for meaning

Accompanies a belief in

Separation and a suggestion

That a meaning may be found..

The suggestion makes sense

Supported by teachings

Over a lifetime..

After all..meanings are

Believed to have been found

So why not this time..

This seems a life story 

Immune from disturbance

With a hidden emptiness...

Nothing moves..that's it!

 

Nothing moves..

That is the entirety

Of what is called

Non duality...

Time..

 

Time

The backdrop

To our awareness

Our education

Our religion..

That isn't so..

 

That isn't so..

That is already

This..spontaneously

Ending

That and that..

But that appears 

To be that..

Celebrating a

Notion that

That is that

And not that...

Nothing moves..

 

Nothing moves..

Defies experience

Making no sense..

Yet if a resonance

Arises that all 

Appearances are

Nothing..moving

Appears and

Nothing moves... 😁

Scientific Statement of Being...

 

The scientific statement of being
There is no life, truth, intelligence, nor substance in matter. All is infinite Mind and its infinite manifestation, for God is All-in-all. Spirit is immortal Truth; matter is mortal error. Spirit is the real and eternal; matter is the unreal and temporal. Spirit is God, and man is His image and likeness. Therefore man is not material; he is spiritual.

From Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures
by Mary Baker Eddy, p. 468:9–15

Clarity..

 

Clarity

Seems as a

Conditioning 

Goal..making 

Boundaries sharp

And words crystal 

Clear with unquestioned

Definition..

Separation is solid

Entrenched

Assured and protected..

Clarity is pleasing and

Beautifully illusory...

Music..

 

Music

A combination

Of notes

Arranged uniquely 

Memorable

Appearances..and

Listening and music

Are Not-two...

Nothing happened and that's plenty..

 

Confined 

To stories

A story may appear

Which seems more

Than a story and

A recognition arises

A shift perhaps..

Nothing happened 

That's plenty...

Immediately..

 

Immediately..

No time 

Appearing as time

Nothing happening

Appearing to happen

No explanation

Appearing as words..

Never-ending

Stories of freedom...

Immersion...

 

Immersion

In nature's abundance

With no one to immerse..

Nature arises

Seamlessly

Timelessly..

Nature is the

Emptiness already

Everywhere...

Longing for completion..

 

Longing

The feeling of

Incompletion

Is complete

Already..

A story which

Prescribes a path

To sooth the

Longing is 

Also already

Complete..

Searching and

Not finding

Is also...

Brilliance..

 

Brilliance

The word

Finds its way

Into many

Conversations..

Exploding edges

Sparking imagination

Flashing sensation..

Distances demolished

A brilliance owned

By no one...

Reify..

 

Reify..

This word

Showed up this morning..

"Make (something abstract) 

more concrete or real."

Objectivity clarifying

With more objectivity

More convincingly separate

Scientific practice alive..

Along with:

Nothing appearing to

Further objectify..

Narratives triggered by

Reify...

Awaiting inspiration..

 

Awaiting inspiration..

Waiting for

Clouds to clear

Shadows to brighten

Departure of turmoil..

Others find

These seeming veils

Are the gifting

Necessary for

Spontaneity..

Not two...

Home..

 

Home

Is the destination

Of travelers on

A road to realize

Expectations for

Something new

Which will ease

The unease of

Division..and

It might arise

Unexpectedly

The road is

Already home...

I am..

 

I am..

I and am

Are not separate

Not 2..

Am appears as the

I character..

That's This

And not This.. 

Yearning...

 

“All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.”

--Andre Breton

Those religious narratives..

 

Religion's

Turbulence

Lifting up one

Version and

Separating out

Alternatives..

Dealing with fear

Raising funds

Feeding the flock

Avoiding criticism

Irrelevancy..

In the arising

Of these narratives

The other narrative:

Like it or not

They are already

Expressions of

Boundless freedom...

Nothing is not to be forgotten...

 

All words

Express 

Spontaneously

Explosively

A meaning and

Nothing at all..

Wrestling with

The words to

Extract meaning

May seem as

Forgetting nothing

But nothing is not

To be forgotten

Or remembered...

Direct, Immediate, Spontaneous..

 

What

Is direct

Immediate

Spontaneous

Seems overlaid

With shadows

Thoughts

Stories

Appearances

Which are also

Direct

Immediate

Spontaneous...

Everyone is my guru..

 

Everyone

Is my guru

Says the sage..

No exclusions

Opposing teachings

Controversies

Popular and

Unpopular

All rise equally

And unequally

As freely expressing

The inexpressible...

This ordinary noticing..

 

Say a word

That's separation..

Both the word and

The sayer seem to 

Separate and divide

What is not separate..

The search might end

With this ordinary

Noticing...