an unarguable eureka

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Dashing about with young ones,
quietly caring for older ones,
making name and fame and fortune …

Ceaselessly and choicelessly
we dance our dream
down the pathless byways of Life.

Seldom do we stop and notice
that all our steps
are danced on one spot.

We imagine a ‘me’
and along with it comes time –
the warp and weft of past and future.

Then comes the shock of seeing
that no me, no past, no future
can possibly exist outside of

now-this-here

and an unarguable eureka
that
You are the Presence
in which all existence appears
blooms, and dissolves…
reshuffles the understanding
of a lifetime
and blows the heart wide open.

~

dreamers all, dreaming in dreamtime

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Many seekers chasing something they like to call ‘awakening’ find it so easy to turn ‘the dream’ metaphor into a conceptual object with a conceptual subject – a dreamer who awakens and who thenceforth inhabits some transcendent, problem-free, rarified universe.

She-who-scribbles knows this cunning trick of the mind.  Her ankles bear the scars of those leg-baits.  Once she was lucky enough to be in the presence of Emmanuel when someone suggested to him that the version of Reality to which he referred was “A beautiful thought.”

With his hallmark tenderness he replied, “The entire universe is a beautiful thought.”

How could one ever forget such a line?

It was instantly seen that thoughtland and dreamland are synonymous.  (Can there be a dream without the mechanism of thinking in operation?)

Perhaps ‘the dream-ing’ is more apt a term than ‘the dream,’ for both the dream and the dreamer are Life dreaming, dreaming on, and there is no waking up from Life’s dreamtime!

When one ‘awakens’ within the dream, it is to the dream that it’s all a dream dreaming.

(Background chuckles from dreamer on zafu…)

~

dreamtime

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while sleeping there was a dream

it was 9-11 and
I was there, @ground0

but – unfettered by a fixed point-of-perspective
within space – I was instead
the spaciousness itself

the planes hit

I saw details never mentioned in news reports

I watched, felt, wailed
as though it was happening
to this very body

then I woke up and it was all gone

the full-color, three-dimensional,
real-surround-sound, acrid-odor
experience vanished
along with its spacious ‘experiencer’

this morning these eyes open
within another dream
a seemingly ‘real’ dream yet
only
made possible by that same sentient spaciousness
which hosted the eyes-shut scenario

~