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In our essential Being, we
exist. There, worry is absent. Instead, there
is acceptance
of what is. There, there is no desire.
There is no need. There is only Awareness
of Existence. It is undefinable. It can’t be
measured, but it is unquestionably present.
If you need to let go of something
in order to find this, see that what you
want to let go of isn’t there to begin with.
When you are yourself, you are this. You
can’t find it in words or descriptions, in
some place, or in any thought, feeling,
or sensation. There is an emptiness in
you, overflowing with awareness of the
fullness, because it is all-inclusive. It is
free from time, space, shape, form, color,
texture, mind, feelings, and sensation. It
is free from desire, free from becoming,
even free from being. Beyond everything,
it just is. The presence of this is-ness gives
reality to everything that exists. It is
eternally present. It is never here, never
there. It is where here and there are not
a question. It is neither real nor unreal. It
is where the question of real and unreal
does not arise. It is not you, and not God.
It is where the question of you and God
does not appear. It is the basic truth of
everything that exists, but it does not mix
with anything. It is simply aware of all.
This awareness of all is awareness of
yourself, because there is one inclusive
moment. It is beyond science, beyond
religion. It is love itself, without loving
something, because it has room in itself
for everything, and it sees nothing but
itself. Love sees love, and the universe is
created. It is beyond cause, beyond manifestation,
beyond the unmanifested. It is
not part of yes or no. It’s not part of the
present, the past, or the future. It is not
timeless, nor is it time, yet it includes
both. It is neither in the mind nor outside
of it. It is that which is aware of the mind,
time, space, form, shape, texture, color,
here, there, and the moment. Every word
carries an attribute of it, but it can’t be
reduced to any word. Whoever tastes it,
even once, makes poetry about it for the
rest of their life, but it can’t be reduced
to any poem. It exists in all pictures, all
creatures, in every subatomic particle.
It is the taste in the fruit, the freshness
of the air, the clearness of the water, the
strength of the mountains, the vastness of
the sky and the ocean, the majesty of the
wilderness. It’s that which we love. And
it’s that which we are. It’s the aliveness of
children. It is in laughter, in play, in all
and everything. Nothing is created by it,
because it is every thing. You cannot see
it, but everything you see, you see with
that. You can’t touch it, but everything
you touch, you touch with that. You can’t
put it into any words, but every word
you pronounce, you are pronouncing
with that. It is in all movement, and it is
beyond movement. It is in noise, and in
silence. Its attributes are present always
and everywhere. Nothing can recognize
it, but it recognizes everything. Everything
that exists in the entire universe has desire
for union with it, yet it is that desire
itself. It is in the surface and in the depth
and in the middle of everything that
exists. It is undividable. It is so present, it
appears hidden. The song of the birds pronounces
it. The fragrance of the flowers
pronounces it. The apple that becomes
rotten and returns to the soil pronounces
it. In fact, that is all there is. It’s so present in
time, it is timeless. It is so much the essence
of timeless that it becomes time. It is the
origin of everything that exists, and itself
has no origin. It is the instrument that
makes music and it is the music and the
musician. It is the joy that enters the ear
when music is played. It is the nourishment
that enters the body when food is
eaten. It is the beauty we see when we see
something beautiful. It is so real, always
and everywhere it sees everything real
and in unity. When you say it’s not, that’s
just another way of saying it is. When
you say “I don’t know,” that’s just another
name for knowing. It is this moment. It
is that which you can’t let go of, and also
that which you can let go of. It doesn’t
have a bow and arrow, yet it shoots an
arrow into the heart of every particle in
existence. That’s why love exists in everything.
It is you yourself, always present.
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