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• Who awakens? Not you or I but our inner true Self, that core that is covered and encrusted by who we think we are.

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pest control (pt.1)

We're surrounded by a mist of particles resembling animated microchips.
These contain bits of our inner programming: they dictate, we passively respond.

This mist is a living swarm alive with the life we give it, our self-created bindings.

Sometime it's temporarily deactivated, put on ice. Then we have clear seeing and being, a unified heart/mind, an opening to our inner garden.

The heat of busy thoughts and wants thaws out and energizes the swarm.
Regrouped once more it retraces mind's limiting outlines.

We're hemmed in by these buzzing insects day and night. We're hypnotized by their constant droning, once more absorbed into our dream worlds.

But awakening's action removes their sting, reduces their numbers.
When we let go hope of their return they're truly released.

Off they go like homing pigeons gone astray. 

Straightaway they're on a moth's glide path to the Beloved's living flame, a direct path to Oneness.

what counts

First spirituality may seem an asset, an add-on improving our life.
But at some point only remembrance of the Beloved counts.

This supersedes our dream-life while giving it new significance.
It gives the key to a treasure beyond reckoning.

Remembrance comes from awakening's spirit at our core, not from who we think we are. It's calling to itself and our lives become the reply.

Ego-mind provides the material, the platform for this reply.
Like a scaffold no longer needed it can be taken down eventually.

What's left standing then but the solid ground of real being?

never mind

Never mind 2012,
Never mind world cataclysms and plagues,
Never mind total loss of your 401K.

To ego-mind's self-interest there couldn't be a greater calamity than awakening's presence. Its slightest approach bodes catastrophe.

Even the briefest brush with it brings a shudder of dismay.
Not unexpected, for the dream's just reacting to its ending.

For it's not dream-self's fortune to awaken as a dream is only a dream. 

But then the unforeseen. When the dreamer starts seeing the show's emptiness the Beloved One, the Self, enters from the wings and occupies center stage. 

To an open heart there's no more joyful encounter.
To a clear mind there's no greater light and knowing.

forgetting to remember

Remembrance of self is what we do.
It fits the job description we pursue 24/7.

This thickens the shell of separateness surrounding us and strengthens ego-mind's webs. We're bound by self-fixation's glue so how can it be otherwise?

Forgetfulness of Self just compounds our predicament.

Remembrance of Self invites awakening's exchanges within.
Raining about us these promptings get harder to ignore.

They may begin as fleeting moments yet are never lost.
This triggers demolition of ego-mind's barriers; dismantling of its mazes begins in earnest.

Forgetfulness of self then leads to the gates of our inner garden.