What Is This Something?

Just as waves come and go in the ocean, thought waves come and go in the ocean of awareness, the knowing presence that is always with us, always is us.

Seekers of the truth often complain of being bothered by their thoughts and are taught to meditate, to learn how to watch thoughts come and go. But then we end up being watchers, the witness. But the witness is just another wave, another thought. Perhaps it can be considered a special wave, an important thought, but it is still just a passing activity like a wave on the ocean, a fleeting appearance in awareness.

Just as waves, be they tsunamis or ripples, do not affect the ocean in any way except as temporary variations on its surface, thoughts, tormenting or seductive, do not affect awareness in any way except as a temporary variation in its unlimited spaciousness. The ocean has no interest or need in controlling the waves and awareness has no interest or need in controlling the mind.

At first we think it is I, the personal self that observes and interacts with the world. But this I turns out to be just that, a thought, a temporary attribute of a body-mind limited by the concepts of time and space – it is born, lives, and dies. So we look a little deeper and discover that there is another I, the witness, which observes and knows all appearances of the body, mind, and world. But as we look even closer we recognize that the witness is also just a thought, an idea, known by something that exists before it.

What is this something that exists before all else?

The waves, the thoughts, the ocean, and the witness all arise in and are known by this something that is obviously present and aware before, during, and after all appearances, all experiences, come and go.

Something that can’t be found, yet is everywhere. Something that is nameless, but from which all names arise. Something that is ever-present and aware. We all know what this is, this aware presence that is always with us. We sense it in the depths of our being. We are it in the depths of our being.

The truth of our experience is that all objects, all appearances, come and go in the limitless ocean of the aware presence that is at the core of our being, yet just as the ocean is unaffected by the activity of the waves, this aware presence remains untouched, untarnished, and unchanged by anything that occurs within its limitless presence.

Take this moment to relax into this understanding and live with, within, and as the freedom and spontaneity that is your, our, true nature.

Undead Or Unborn?

Mythology and folklore are filled with stories and legends of the undead – vampires, ghosts, zombies, etc. – dead beings that behave as though they are alive. With a little twist, human beings can be added to this legendary group – living beings that behave as though they are dead.

We think that we are alive, but everything we identify with as an individual self, as a body-mind – thoughts, feelings, sensations, and perceptions – has a brief life span. Most thoughts pass within seconds or minutes. Moods pass within hours or days. And our body-mind gradually, sometimes suddenly, gives up and dies. In other words, all attributes of the body, mind, and world are bound by the limits of time – they are born, live for a while, and then die.

If we live our lives identifying with this illusionary separate self made up of temporary attributes all destined to vanish, we might as well be counted amongst the walking dead.

Why not discover that within you, within each one of us that is timeless, that is unborn?

First, recognize the knowing presence within you, us, that says ‘I am’. Now drop the thought ‘I am’ and what remains? Something remains because you are still here.

What is it that exists in the absence of thought? After all, when a thought comes and goes, you, the one aware of the thought, don’t come and go with it.

Is this aware you ever not here? Is this aware you that experiences feelings disappear when a feeling fades? No. It is ever-present, timeless.

This aware you that knows the coming and going of all things, yet doesn’t come and go with them, is the source of your being, the source of all of our beings, as there can only be one.

We think that our ever-present awareness is ours alone, yet when we investigate the attributes of this ever-present consciousness, no limits can be found, and something that is limitless allows no room for two. Would it be possible to fit one infinite sky inside another?

Ever-present awareness has no beginning or end, experiences no birth or death. It is timeless and beyond space.

It is the unborn.

And you, I, we, are that.

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

Essential Being

Ignore your

Thoughts

Feelings

Sensations

&

Perceptions

Then . . .

Ignore

The

Ignorer

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.

I Think

I think . . .

Stop right there.

We think we think, but actually it’s a thought that thinks it thinks.

There is no ‘I’ that thinks.

Think about it.

Can you find this ‘I’ that thinks it thinks?

This sounds rather silly (frightening?) when you think about it, and it gets even sillier (more frightening?) when you try to find the ‘I’ that thinks . . .

. . . and can’t.

This ‘I’ that thinks it suffers, that thinks it prevails, that thinks it’s happy, depressed, sad, or lonely, where is it?

And if you can’t find it, who is the one looking?