It's been a few days and the quiet gentleness is still here.
And that really is what it feels like. There's nothing complicated and as each moment, hour, day unfolds, life is always here.Over here we call that Living. ;-)
I really get that now. There's a moving in and out of the awareness of that, like waves, like leaves breathing, like seasons turning; it's all the same movement expressing itself in different ways.Yes. And it is always there for you. Any time you look, it's there.
Yes. I cannot say when it happened, or even how, but it has. Whether there is a 'me' or not now feels almost irrelevant in the sense that the living of this life continues regardless; that just IS what's happening, whether I believe it or not. It goes beyond belief. If I believe, or don't believe, well, I've realised that that's just another thought. It just IS like that. When there is no thought (and even when there is) the living of life is there. The difference from before the shift, however, is that the awareness is now aware of itself. I feel a looking in on itself. There's a quietness that underlies all that comes into play. Everything is here in all sorts of different manifestations: thought or non-thought, two or one, on or off, green or red, anger or joy. It all is... I am seeing that there is no opposition or conflict, just movement, and realising of one thing because of another, but it's really the same thing. Very beautiful.There really is a shift in perspective that makes all the difference in this experience of life. That's all it is. No lightning bolt; just a shift of perspective.
A small anecdote: I was in the post office yesterday, waiting in line, and the woman in front of me was complaining. She got louder and louder until she was absolutely screaming and everyone in the room was just looking at her as she yelled at the serving person about a lost package or something. Something happened then. I saw the role she was playing as clearly as I could see her body. Inside and silently I started to laugh, but not mockingly, with genuine admiration. She absolutely believed everything she was saying and the chaotic role she was playing. I was so impressed! I could see too that there was something in her that was NOT all that. The watcher in her was totally calm and loving. I recognised that which I am is also that which she is; I really really saw it. Of course after a while she calmed down and went on her way, but I felt so grateful to have witnessed that. I didn't say anything to anyone; the comments behind me in the queue were just as funny and fake as the behaviour of the woman. Amazing!
Love
K

