The Art of Not Arriving: The Point Just Before (Part I)
It begins with the subtle ache that now can’t be it… and ends with seeing it always was …
Writing
I write slowly and rarely. Each piece here comes out of a conversation — sometimes a single exchange, sometimes months around the same question. They are written to leave the question clearer, not closed.
It begins with the subtle ache that now can’t be it… and ends with seeing it always was …
What if the destination was never elsewhere, and nirvana has been wearing your shoes the whole time …
When you let go of arrival, life stops asking to be transcended, and starts dancing in your very step: barefoot, honest and wild …
For those who tried to vanish into truth… and still had laundry …
The entire process reflects how much of the assumptions about reality (untruth) have been ‘scraped away,’ and how much of reality as it truly is has been recognised …
The dualistic way you experience yourself as a person confined to a body with a brain and separate from the rest of the world is not the complete truth about you …
Yes, you can, if …
Have you ever considered what mainly drives your spiritual quest? What do you see as the endgame here for you? What do you want out of it? …
Why is recognising the truth of being — the truth of your own nature — so elusive? And what is it, anyway? …
A letter, occasionally
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