Walking Awake

Walking Awake

Saturday, 25 February 2012

When as awareness going home, Awareness imitates what cannot be understood rather, awareness imitates that that can be reflected via the attachment that awareness has with outer consciousness. The inner becomes the outer via emptiness, a consciousness that doesn't identify with form, reflecting instead the deepest of true nature via the formless consciousness that knows without thought it's origin.
Reality can never be mastered by the outer faculties of expression such as mind, will, or emotion. Controlling reality by expression would be foolish.

Allowing the outer vehicles of expression to become still by a consent that comes from ones own innermost being, this simple movement of ones innermost is what masters the self and only then, does reality come into the self in a way of being that is aware of itself, for itself, unto itself. The expression reflects then a simple reality much profound than what you think.

Thursday, 16 February 2012

Not identified with ones own perception of reality, one casts no judgement. It is in this that one does, relating from that, that is above thought.

Thursday, 9 February 2012

When we are in a state of pure awareness, we recognise that there is no form, only formlessness - a vast emptiness. This is where there is no line drawn, no definition. There is only an awareness which is conscious of its formless nature, of the vast emptiness beneath all form.

Saturday, 4 February 2012

Seeing from a surrendered awareness of what you know is true, an awareness merging with that, that is, that you are of.

It is from this state of true being that one begins to see from the suchness of what you first are into the true nature of all things.

There is no division between the nature of you and all things, no line drawn between what you think, and what you are.
Emptiness beneath all form as there is no longer identification, no identity, only empty awareness. Honesty of existence in the likeness of no thing.

Wednesday, 1 February 2012

Empty awareness always has it's origin as it's first love, as there is only one love. Love comes to love. Awareness abides formless within the unmanifest possibility of all things. Unattached and non identified, empty, reflecting the secret origin of one.