Youtube recording: 04/10/2025
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Dear Jeff, please let me know if this works better (on your Android phone):
Welcome,
everyone.
Lovely to be with you.
And, of course,
lovely to be,
being,
being is.
It is the reality of …
it is not a reality of anything,
just reality,
period,
because there are,
there is no other.
And,
our contemplation
is the contemplation of that,
that which has no otherness.
So welcome yourself
to this understanding,
simply being,
not knowing.
Not carrying the past
or any, goal or any activity
that you need to do
right now
because all is done.
Whatever is needed in all realms
is provided
because all realms are nothing else
but a reflection of the one.
Like your body,
this human body,
various organs performing
various functions,
there is no function
which is separate.
Because,
the separation is illusion.
It’s a belief structure.
So do nothing.
Whatever appears
arises out of
the universal,
the impersonal.
You are the nonappearance,
the reality of all appearance.
Although the mind operates
in time and space
and other dimensions,
you do not.
Thoughts,
memories,
sensations,
time,
movement
appear within the stillness,
out of the stillness,
which is unmoved,
untouched.
You are not defined.
You are the definer in chief,
creator and perceiver.
You imagine yourself
to be the subject,
a subject,
a stage character,
while you are the
one and only choreographer.
You do not appear on the stage,
but without you,
without your creativity,
your choreography,
there would be no play.
Notice how exquisite this play is.
The senses
and the sensations
we experience.
Hearing these words.
The gentle breath.
Perceiving various forms and shapes.
There is a certain sweetness to it all.
This opportunity for us
to meet and be gentle and kind and loving.
To be like an open page.
To meet our experience
freshly out of a place of
openness and availability.
Although from the mind’s perspective,
it may appear that we exist in time,
it’s only form.
It’s only that which appears
which appears in time,
like the body.
The world.
But what are you
at the core of this experience?
Who are you?
What are you?
Where are you?
What is this?
Awareness.
It is what it is,
undeniable.
This knowingness
which is fueled by itself.
Needing no external support.
What would be an external support
outside of some imaginary narrative.
There is no personal self
who is aware.
That is a unnecessary add on.
It’s just awareness
and kindness
and gentleness
and beautiful flow
of no one,
of pure not knowing.
Just completely loving.
Because in not knowing,
the stage is open,
available for
any dancer and
any dance.
The mind comes to rest.
Resting in the source
in that out of which
it seems to arise.
And then there is
the blooming of Viveca,
the discrimination between
the me-belief,
the personal self-narrative.
And God’s whisper.
There is a restfulness
in God’s whisper,
a deep relaxation.
Like a baby resting
in mother’s arms.
And within this restfulness,
there can be activity,
non disturbing activity.
Harmonious,
effortless in a way
because it’s a shield
by the source,
by love.
So yes,
the body-mind may
express various sensations,
maybe female,
male body.
But your true nature is neither.
Because to identify
with the body,
with the mind,
requires the past,
requires time.
Because
in presence,
there is no gender,
there is no time.
There’s no age.
This is the heart of things,
the core matter.
It’s eternal presence,
which meets itself in a way.
When we smile at each other,
when we meet,
it meets itself
in the songs of the birds,
in the sunshine,
shining onto the field.
So as our true self,
we are disrobed,
undressed,
transparent.
And in the body-mind-dream,
there are all sorts
of forms
and shapes
and shades.
The reality of which is
this formless awareness.
Because what are the
various colors of the rainbow
without the white light?
In a way,
the body mind is like a prism.
Like the white light
is diffracted
through the prism.
The light of awareness
is diffracted via the body-mind.
Into thoughts,
sensations,
perceptions,
mentations
as a metaphor, of course.
You are not the prism.
You are that which is aware,
awareness itself.
The light is aware.
Not only it shines,
but it knows it shines,
Sat-Chit.
But it does not shine in time.
Time reflects
within its light,
within the eternity of being.
So know yourself
moment by moment
as eternity.
Ungraspable by the limited mind.
No need to anchor yourself
with any form,
with any narrative,
with any belief structure.
No need.
So if you have any questions,
anything you would like to explore,
just go ahead.
