Being aware of being present...
We come to the end of Vereda, the trail as we have followed it...
Now, here there is only an immense expanse opening out before us...
There are no more sign-posts pointing out the ‘way’...
There are no more guiding concepts ...
No more opinions or beliefs to cling to...
No more theories or clever explanations to elaborate...
There is only this pristine awareness of having arrived...
Of being at the very epicenter of this evolving universe...
And the utter perfection of just what is...
The ineffable suchness and this presence awareness~
Clearly … you may enter any time you like...
But you will never want to leave~
We come to the end of Vereda, the trail as we have followed it...
Now, here there is only an immense expanse opening out before us...
There are no more sign-posts pointing out the ‘way’...
There are no more guiding concepts ...
No more opinions or beliefs to cling to...
No more theories or clever explanations to elaborate...
There is only this pristine awareness of having arrived...
Of being at the very epicenter of this evolving universe...
And the utter perfection of just what is...
The ineffable suchness and this presence awareness~
Clearly … you may enter any time you like...
But you will never want to leave~
Well, at the begining I thought you were leaving...
ReplyDeleteBut then i realized you have arrived!
I love this post.
Yes Elisa
ReplyDeleteThank you for visit and your comment
You are quite right
Having come from nowhere
And with nowhere to go
We have indeed arrived
And it strangely seems
This is the place we all started from
But now we see it as anew!
And perhaps the "arriving" is really just the beginning.
ReplyDeleteIt's as if in the moment of completion the "journey/seeking" is undone.
And yet the "end" becomes a beginning
- a dynamic devolution and surrender into the simplicity of just Being
embraced in Nothingness
standing at the portal of the eternal abyss, in the nakedness of new innocence.
Humbly - Christine *
Exactly... Just so it is
ReplyDeleteThe beginning of the grand adventure..
And what could appear to be an abyss...
Turns out to be the sphere of manifest phenomena, and the realm of unadorned, uhelaborated truth, the suchness, the great perfection of just what is... In the nakedness of ever renewed innocence...
And there the dance is...Ever renewed innocence...
In the eternal instant that is ever now...
Thank you ever so much Christine
And yes Twinkle *
~*~