sick desert of the mind
Only in the imagination We believe imagined separation. Is all this outside ourselves? Are we one with the changes that just happen Exploring together in discourse, playing in a shared Ocean of waves.
Continue reading →Only in the imagination We believe imagined separation. Is all this outside ourselves? Are we one with the changes that just happen Exploring together in discourse, playing in a shared Ocean of waves.
Continue reading →Like a graft in the tree of one’s life. When we question we’re steered to ask ” Who is asking the question”? It opens a chance to knowingly live in thanking As an opportunity to stop the hating And the repetitive watching what we feel about the future As a thread running through one’s life […]
Continue reading →start small with one thing connect the dialogue you have with yourself look closely at a line of thought see the so called future in it wishful thinking grasping hoping the way we live in relation to objects of the phenomenal life don’t say too much see how our stories start cut the trash of […]
Continue reading →We can not speak because we do not know, but still try to explain the indescribable and look at things afresh, keen to understand and rummage in the dark as friends, together exploring self inquiry. Words exchange between us like confetti, then mind makes space and clears the room, circling silence in the air, […]
Continue reading →The subject of self enquiry can be hard to talk about because there are no words to describe who & what we are! Besides there being so many different ways of feeling and thinking, we each believe we are quite separate, living in our own crazy worlds. Yet, I feel a natural order of sorts […]
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