A devotional song sung by one of my oldest friends, Seth Bartlett, aka: Dhyana Yogi, with me on tabla. Recorded in 1981.
We Are the Emptiness
We are the Emptiness
In which Silence resides
And from this Silence
Emerges a Sound
A joyful, rich, fulfilling Sound
Lapping on the shore of our Being
A gentle Touch
Crashing onto the shore of our Being
A full and loving Embrace
Then . . .
Dissolving back into
The Silence . . .
In the Emptiness
Words inspired by Beethoven’s Sonata “Hammerklavier” – Adagio
Heard during the Seven Day Retreat with Rupert Spira, Garrison Institute, October, 2021
I, Awareness, Cannot Be Followed
I, Awareness, cannot be followed.
To follow someone or something infers that there is something to obtain from that person or thing being followed. That they or it inspires you in some way and moves in a direction worth pursuing. It also assumes that there is someone to do the following.
We play ‘follow the leader’ as children. We’re encouraged to continue the game as adults. We follow a religion or a philosophy, a spiritual teacher, a political leader or a revolutionary. We sing songs about following, e.g., ‘I’ll Follow the Sun’ and ‘I Will Follow Jesus.’
We follow our thoughts. Actually, we’re obsessed with following our thoughts to the point that, for the most part, we live in a fantasy world created by them. We follow our passion, our bliss, our dreams, Don Juan’s ‘a path with heart’, and Buddha’s ‘Middle Way’.
But I, Awareness, cannot be followed because I am not going anywhere. I am unmoving. And I have nothing to give you because I am nothingness itself.
Remain still and I am there. We are there. Move through your daily life and I am there. We are there. You cannot lose me for I am everywhere, in you, as you, of you – the essence of your being, of all beings, as I, infinite and eternal Awareness, am the source of all manifestation. I is we. We is I.
You want to follow me, but how do you follow yourself? In what direction do you move to find me, yourself, who is everywhere, everything? Can a cloud follow the sky? The cloud arises in the sky, from itself, and dissolves back into the sky, into itself. So in essence it is following itself, from itself, to itself, knowing only itself.
And the irony of it all, which was established thousands of years ago by the sages of old, is that you, the follower, are an illusion made up of ever-changing thoughts, feelings, sensations, and perceptions – there is no you to to do the following in the first place.
I would suggest that you ‘un-follow’ me, but for all the above reasons that’s not possible either. Now, as you like to say, you’re caught between a rock and a hard place. But, funny thing, there are no rocks in my world, nothing hard, as there is no matter in the truest sense – all is a manifestation of me, emptiness. I, Awareness, am the stuff of all things.
So from my perspective I would say that you’re caught between a cloud and the sky.
Now what do you do? What can you do? There are not two answers.
Even the Butterflies
Ignore The Ignorer
If you are seeking liberation, awakening, enlightenment, the Divine Spirit within, you can start by ignoring your thoughts. A thought appears in your mind and you ignore it, just as you would ignore someone trying to interrupt you during an important conversation.
You can also ignore your feelings. You feel a dark mood coming on and you ignore it. It comes and goes like a storm cloud in the sky. Even if you feel a great happiness arising, as hard as it may seem, you ignore it.
Likewise, ignore sensations or perceptions, an itch on your back or the scent of a flower.
Ignore all memories, mental images, thoughts of the past or future, pleasant or unpleasant feelings, any pleasurable or painful sensation that arises in your body, and any sight, sound, taste, texture, or smell of the world.
Ignore it all. Then . . . ignore the ignorer!
To Discover Your
Then . . .
Who are you now?
What are you now?
Where are you now?
It may sound rather bleak, but when you ignore all appearances, the real – that which exists before, during, and after all appearances come and go – reveals itself.
This is true bliss.