Dancing Mountain

Is there any certainty?
What do we know for sure?
Is there anything in our lives stable
or constant?

Apparantly everything is in motion.
Cells in our bodies are formed and
die in their millions every second.

Whatever we perceive is in a proces of change.

Even a mountain so solid and unmoveable is dancing.
Pushed up by eruptions and continental plates its in the
process of getting bigger.
Or through erosion is reducing in size before our
undiscerning eyes.


To find security in the world is a mirage.
The only constant is change.


And what about That which notices those changes?

What is looking, noticing?

Who are you?


Untouched.

Everpresent.

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Benevolence

The benevolence of this Perspective,
of what is.
The touching seeing knowing of
All that is.

A colour green/blue/red overwhelms.
The heartwrenching story of a friend.
The touch of a crayon on a paper.
The movement of a hand.
A ray of sunlight
dancing on a knee.

Tears in one's eyes
for everything for nothing.

The unbearable openness of being
and knowing no other way to be.

total vulnerability
availability

Emptiness

How on earth...?

How on earth do we figure out our existence?
What is Life?

If we are lucky enough this question will take hold of us
and break through the comfort zone
of an ordered and predictable existence.

Crush the imaginary boundaries which have
hypnotised us to believe that there is a separation between
the perceiver and the perceived.

If we are lucky enough the question
will break us open and leave us bare, empty.

Remove identifications
until Reality is seen and
all questions have left us.

There are no answers.

You are
Life is
the answer

Form is Emptiness
Emptiness is Form