Awakening sense

pest control (pt.2)

Mind's limits are shaped by swarms of impressions constantly harassing us.
Yet we continue to feed and fatten them. This increases the buzzing as their bites drain our psychic life-blood.

But without our complicity this fix comes unglued. It discharges like a neglected battery, giving us some breathing space.

Then our consent can trigger awakening's action. Instead of feeding our bindings we can serve them up to the Limitless Ocean of Self.

What a bargain: a permanent weight loss program reducing psyche's burdens.
That is as long as we don't interfere.

As long as ego-mind's noise level is kept down, its dimmer switch kept low.
As long as we come to cherish inner silence.

As long as heart is allowed to open the gates to our inner garden.

(see pt.1)        

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.     (see pt.2)

home free

When remembering the Beloved/True Self the dust cloud (impressions) obscuring our sight drops away.

But there's a catch: holding this focus in heart/mind's stillness, without preconditions or afterthoughts. Then the firm sense of who we think we are gets dislodged.

Such remembrance springs from inner confidence only spirit provides. It naturally flows from exposure to the radiance of awakening's work.

Then ego-mind's no longer the centerpiece of experience. The familiar echoes of its noise are suddenly missing.

Like errant homing pigeons they no longer return to prop up conditioned mind. Where would they go but the vast reservoir of awakening's workings?

Whatever is relinquished in this way cuts our dust cloud down to size. Whether whittled away or recycled it's awakening's intelligence at work.

This alchemy creates a deep assurance: nothing matters more than this giving and receiving, love's exchange in our inner garden.

reverse engineering

Attending to Source is an inner affair but our attention usually flies outward.
Can we discover the full circle of our journeying by turning this around?

Ego-mind advises against such ventures. It's averse to unexpected shocks like shifting into reverse at high speeds. But heart/mind has a different transmission system.
It encourages any turnabout that steers toward Self.

Usually the world extracts our attention, our lifeblood. This fattens personality-self that's at one with this dream world but leaves our core malnourished.

But if we stop feeding the world we can start digesting and reshaping what the world presents us. Our storehouse of impressions gets cut to size, ego-mind's effaced.

Then the current of psyche's lifeblood gets routed toward Self.
There in awakening's domain it's transformed for spirit's lifting and gets recycled back to us. It's like a form of cosmic dialysis in action.

That's the essence of surrender, the kernel of yogas and practices, the nuts and bolts of inner transformation, the alchemy of a daring heart.