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He who would rest in
perfect peace
must know the nameless name
whence all things rise
and bloom and cease
returning whence they came.
~ Tao
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What IS this “nameless name”?
The echoes whisper and scribbler scribbles …
.
The wild wideawake
knowingness
that can never be known.
The brilliant light of
awareness
that has never been lit.
The perfect present
suchness
that can never be escaped.
The vastness of unimaginable
You
before you are labeled and defined.
~
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Natural, deep, dreamless sleep is a miraculous healer. Any approximation of that ‘state’ during waking hours is a crucial activity of the body-mind. This is where meditation is such a vital (non)activity.
Life – Knowingness, Awareness, Primordial Essence, God, Tao; as you wish – is unhampered by the web of confused and conflicting concepts called thought and experienced as self.
IT simply lives ITs vast vitality; runs repairs on the body-mind as necessary, blessedly unimpeded by a ‘doer’ doing anything.
~
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What is the only thing I know for sure? What is the ultimate surety? The word surety has its roots in the Latin securitat-, securitas, meaning security. But strangely enough the ultimate surety – that which never changes and is never not-here – has nothing to do with security in the worldly sense.
The surety of the sages is radical insecurity.
The surety one is embodied within is choiceless ceaseless change.
The surety of Life is movement, flow, Tao.
The pleasure of surety is its unalterable thusness-
nothing to fix!
the leisure of surety is the hereness of all thusness-
nowhere to go!
and the treasure of surety is that all thusness exists Now-
nothing to lose!
~
echoes from emptiness 