Nothing New

Nothing new. Nothing old. Nothing in between.

All things arise in consciousness. Consciousness being that which is seeing the words on this page; that which is hearing a faint ringing in the ears; that which is feeling the weight of a body sitting in a chair; the changeless knowing presence that has been with us our entire lives.

Consciousness is not new. It was never born or just magically appeared. Where would it come from? Can a beginning to consciousness be found? And if so, who would find it?

Consciousness is not old. Something that is changeless cannot age. If something has no beginning, where could it end? And if an end could be found, who or what would be there to find it?

If consciousness has no beginning or end, where or what is in between?

No beginning, no end, no in between. Unending. Boundless.

Where is there room for two?

There can only be one consciousness knowing itself – knowing knowing knowing. And, in the realm of concepts, you, I, we, are this knowing presence.


Nowhere to go. Nowhere not to go.

Nowhere is Everywhere. 

Changeless Presence.


Nothing to do. Nothing not to do.

Nothing is Everything. 

Changeless Beingness.


The Changeless One

Radiates Peace, Love, and Happiness

And You, I, We, cannot find It

Cannot lose It




That Which Remains Untouched

This isn’t about enlightenment or Samadhi, some blissful state of meditation or psychedelic ecstasy. This isn’t about pain and suffering, sadness and sorrow, torture, murder and beheading. This isn’t about the breathtaking beauty and random disasters of nature. This isn’t about the ugly and downtrodden, the privileged upper class, the political iconoclasts or religious fanatics. This isn’t about the pure joy of an innocent child running through grassy green fields on a breezy spring day. This isn’t about dancing naked with your lover in the summer moonlight. This isn’t about all the pleasures that money can buy, or the despair that comes from losing everything.

These are all experiences – great and small, good and bad, beautiful and ugly – shared by the billions of us living on Earth. No matter what their intensity, their poignancy, their seeming important or insignificant impact on our lives, they all have one thing in common: they all come and go.

They all come and go, but that which experiences all experience – the aware presence that we all share together – never comes and goes with them. With much of the human race living anxious lives, subtle or gross, doesn’t it make sense to look at that which remains untouched by experience, rather than the impermanent experience itself?

This is not to say that experiences aren’t important in our lives, as you can say that they shape our personality, create our uniqueness. But are they really something to stake our identity on? And what is this ‘personality’ that is shaped, anyway? Ask yourself the question: what is at the core of this personality? What is at my core?

If you look closely, it’s not me, the body-mind, the so-called individual self, which experiences the world. The individual self and world are experienced by awareness – the essence of being from which all experiences arise, are known by, and made of. And the nature of this awareness is limitless, so there cannot be two.

And with this understanding – that there are not two things going on, anywhere, any time – you simply, easily, naturally, rest in this knowing, abide in this knowing as this knowing, and recognize, feel, and be who you truly are: ever-present awareness, the background of all experience – the ultimate expression of which is peace, happiness, and love.

All thought dissolves in the only thing that does exist: infinite and eternal spaceless space. Going beyond the mind, beyond all concepts, you realize that there is not even something called awareness that experiences, but only pure, unnamable experiencing alone. And you, I, we, are that.

Am I A Limited Separate Self?

Ask yourself, am I really the limited separate self that I have come to believe, been taught, conditioned to believe by my family, friends, culture, and world? Is it really a fact that seven billion conscious beings see one sunset, or could it be possible that one consciousness sees seven billion sunsets?

The self as we’ve come to think of it is made up of thoughts, images, feelings, and sensations, and perceives the world through the five senses of sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell. All are phenomena, objects arising in limitless conscious awareness, lingering for a period of time, and then disappearing, dissolving back into the boundless space from which they came. All things that we know, that can be known, experience an endless cycle of coming and going, but that which knows all things never comes and goes with them.

In the purest sense, we – are – that – which – never – comes – and – goes. You can think about it up to the point where thought becomes useless. What is it that knows the coming and going of all things? What is it that knows thoughts, feelings, sensations, and perceptions, yet is not dependent upon any of these things? What is nameless yet holds all names? I, you, we, are that.