The fear of death is the same as any other story we believe to be true. Just a story we have made up to escape the raw actuality of the unknown, that which we cannot control, that which simply is and will be in spite of our desire for it to be otherwise.

This, this that is undeniable, self evident and simply here is ungraspable and without form or boundary.

All art is the attempt to express the inexpressible.

All memories pale in comparison to the vibrant, visceral actuality of this moment of vivid aliveness.

Thinking - the original virtual reality.

We attribute fixed meanings to the ever changing phenomenal world. No wonder all meanings fail in the end and leave us bereft. Wisdom reveals that meaning is not a requirement but a choice and one we are perfectly capable of living without.

Pleasure or pain. Relaxation or anxiety. There is nothing confusing about the present moment until we start thinking about it.

Awareness is not beyond doubt or question because it is already present before either arise.

“Feel your feet on the ground – listen and look.”

John Butler

Awareness includes everything and clings to nothing. We might call that unconditional love.

Joan Tollifson

Who exactly are you filing that complaint with?

What does the statement: ‘I deserve…(insert what you think you deserve) actually mean?

In the the condition of empty awareness, when the illusion of ego self is clearly seen through, what needs to be done next becomes miraculously clear and free from hesitation.

Difference without separation.

Thinking negatively, thinking positively - it’s still all just magical thinking and prone to the natural transience of all things.

Nothing special. Ordinary awareness in the midst of life.

There is nothing we can think that can solve the problems that thought creates.

We love to meet the stories we hear with our own stories instead of just sharing the truth of what is here now for all of us.