The great joke is the simplicity of it all.

The appearance is simply spontaneously arising. The idea of a desired future state clouds the seeing of what is here and now. The now is always here. Any notion of achieving something at some future time precludes fully recognizing the present.

You cannot be out of the awareness and it is missed simply through the habit of placing the attention in the thinking. This investment in the conceptual is a distraction from seeing the oneness that we already and truly are.

You cannot understand by trying to work it out with the mind.

The mind is a collection of thoughts that constantly appear and disappear. Everything is a manifestation of thought and is an expression of that one intelligence energy.

The thinking translates and creates distinctions always oscillating and pulsating into duality: good and bad, day and night, up and down, happy and sad. If left alone, thoughts move on freely.

It is only the grasping, the hanging on or the resisting and pushing away that creates the bind of psychological suffering.

The analogy of the iron in the fire is often used to point out the distinction between what we truly are and the thinking. The iron resting in the fire glows red and gives out heat. It looks and burns like the fire, yet it is not the fire. When removed from the fire, the iron will simply cool as it is incapable of generating energy. Likewise, the intelligence energy is the source from which thoughts arise. In actuality they have no volition or power of themselves.

 

There is no doer. There is just a field of patterns interacting with no central controller. The field moves spontaneously like a swarm of bees.

The notion of being the doer of any activity is just that – a notion. The doer is a thought, it is imagined. Nature abounds with metaphors. The flight of geese moving together in perfect formation across the sky, the colony of ants wending their way through a gully. Ants forming a bridge over the water ensuring the survival of the rest. No one is in charge, the movement happens spontaneously.

 

Choices are made, yet there is no choice-maker.

 A thought comes up to do one thing and then another thought says to do something else instead. Thoughts happen and they are acted upon or not. A choice is seemingly made yet there is no me making that choice.

The breathing, heart beating, food digestion all continue automatically. In the face of danger, the body acts spontaneously. It’s only when we are out of danger can we reflect on the situation. Thought follows activity – it doesn’t initiate the activity.

Numerous experiments confirm that thought actually comes after the volition to act – the thought functioning as a rationalization. The hand simply swats the mosquito, the arms reach out to steady the balance; no thinking is involved and no decisions are made.

Recognising that life lives us and that there is no choice-maker changes everything, yet nothing changes. Responses happen spontaneously yet they are not fed. A seeing-through arises.

 

Seeing what is as it is.

It is the I thought that is born; the actuality is we are birthless and deathless. There is no separation. There is no seer or seen, only seeing. There is no speaker, speaking simply happens, interactions happen. There is no doer yet activities seemingly happen.

Our judgments and preferences colour the seeing, blinding us to the unfolding is-ness of the moment. Whatever is appearing is what is and is a manifestation of the intelligence energy that is pulsating and forming into the myriad of shapes and expressions.

“The journey that is no journey is less than ½ metre long – it’s from the head to the heart.” ~ Peter Lawry

 Getting out of the head and residing in the heart, moving from mind identification to re-cognizing that you are the cognizing-emptiness.

 The Dzogchen Buddhists speak of being utterly awake with the five senses wide open. The habit of thinking draws the attention away from the other senses experiencing. Shifting attention to the senses takes the focus from the thinking. In staying equally with the seeing, the smelling, the hearing, the tasting and the touch-sensing, there is a taste of the singularity, the oneness that we are. A salt doll going for a swim in the ocean.

“Everything comes from love.”  St. Catherine of Siena

In oneness, when there is a dissolution of the sense of subject and object, when there is no separation between this and that, a natural sense of compassion simply arises. There is a spontaneous response of warmth towards whatever is in the field of awareness. Whatever is appearing rests in the singularity from which it springs. Uncaused joy: a spontaneous sense of compassion arises of its own.