From the perspective of healed perception nothing needs to be healed, because the whole world, with all its dramas, from personal to global, is sensed to be a sort of dream. And yet there is still a singular person in which this awareness ripens, so there is a sense of being a person in a body whose character speaks and acts and interacts with other apparently separate beings. It is like still being a character acting in a play but there is a constant awareness that is dialed out like a wide focus lens, recognizing that there is a movie being projected or a play being acted out.
From the perspective of healed perception there is no more toxic inner body chemistry of angst and anger, the cessation of fomenting over issues beyond one’s control, no more speaking in tones of righteous indignation, for each part of the dream that is the world is also seen to be an aspect of oneself. One Self.
From the perspective of healed perception there is no more toxic inner body chemistry of angst and anger, the cessation of fomenting over issues beyond one’s control, no more speaking in tones of righteous indignation, for each part of the dream that is the world is also seen to be an aspect of oneself. One Self.
From the perspective of healed perception it no longer makes sense to judge other people because it is clear to see that all of the content that is held within the silent still fabric of awakened awareness is One Self. There is no longer a belief in or a bubble around a separate “you” that can be contained or defended or contaminated or kept safe. From the perspective of the Field of Awareness that Permeates Everything, there is compassion borne of the deep recognition that there is no “other.”
Within the individual person that consciousness can be experienced as serenity that doesn't suffer. At the same time there is a deep empathetic compassion that is felt. Awareness, like an invisible energy, moves unflinchingly through everything and everyone. So all manner of feelings may float through awareness. Awakened awareness is not only the bliss of feeling love pouring through the still-human heart, it is also the experience of living with a heart that doesn’t shut down and feelings that don’t go numb when awareness registers pain and suffering––although the awareness of pain and suffering may actually seem to increase the voltage of loving energy that is felt to course through one’s human heart. The awakened heart is not reliant on maintaining boundaries around itself to only allow in nice happy tender loving feelings. It is not maintained by mental effort to "think positively". It doesn't rely on one making efforts to ignore or subdue the so-called negative energy. It registers pain and pride and ecstasy and shame and malice and rage, and the most tender feelings of maternal nurturing, and the romance of the new lovers finding each other to be the Beloved. But at the same time, there is a knowing that all of what can be sensed is part of the story of the dreamworld.
From the perspective of healed perception there is earnest regard for thew suffering in the world, but no weighty seriousness urgently aimed at fighting against or fixing anything, for all of the drama is understood to be happening within a dream. The individual no longer experiences the anguish of wondering if she is doing enough to save the world, nor if she is being creative enough, nor if she is maximizing her true potential, nor if she is manifesting her deepest desires, nor if she is successfully reaching her goals and living her life to the fullest.
Within the individual person that consciousness can be experienced as serenity that doesn't suffer. At the same time there is a deep empathetic compassion that is felt. Awareness, like an invisible energy, moves unflinchingly through everything and everyone. So all manner of feelings may float through awareness. Awakened awareness is not only the bliss of feeling love pouring through the still-human heart, it is also the experience of living with a heart that doesn’t shut down and feelings that don’t go numb when awareness registers pain and suffering––although the awareness of pain and suffering may actually seem to increase the voltage of loving energy that is felt to course through one’s human heart. The awakened heart is not reliant on maintaining boundaries around itself to only allow in nice happy tender loving feelings. It is not maintained by mental effort to "think positively". It doesn't rely on one making efforts to ignore or subdue the so-called negative energy. It registers pain and pride and ecstasy and shame and malice and rage, and the most tender feelings of maternal nurturing, and the romance of the new lovers finding each other to be the Beloved. But at the same time, there is a knowing that all of what can be sensed is part of the story of the dreamworld.
From the perspective of healed perception there is earnest regard for thew suffering in the world, but no weighty seriousness urgently aimed at fighting against or fixing anything, for all of the drama is understood to be happening within a dream. The individual no longer experiences the anguish of wondering if she is doing enough to save the world, nor if she is being creative enough, nor if she is maximizing her true potential, nor if she is manifesting her deepest desires, nor if she is successfully reaching her goals and living her life to the fullest.
Once the tantalizing fable of just being one individual ends, there is, initially, relief. There is a sense of being freed from the suffering of believing that one is only that individual, with limited time and limited capacities. Time no longer hurts. Ideas such as “Will I have time to do enough?” stop meaning anything. From the perspective of healed perception, there is no longer the weight and tug and pinch of wondering what to do about any of it.
There is only, obviously, what is going on right now. And that is enough, and there is no need to try to figure it out and make an escape plan or a self-enhancement plan or to try hard to focus one’s intention or to “hold” an intention over time. Whew! What a lot of work that was! There is just showing up, now, which is what is happening, and things in the dream drama continue to happen, and the little individual is held almost as if still because she is no longer resisting the streaming stream of happenings. When she is no longer stuck in the mindset of being only a limited separate individual person––a person who is trying to forgive or trying to be positive or trying to be courageous when feeling anxious, laboring under the dicey idea of trying to make anything better in an idea called “the future”, burdened by the task of trying to figure out why any of it is happening, living as though her intellectual capacity meant something important, believing that she is in charge of inventing her life or saving the world––when she is simply being Aware Now, then she finds that every day is infinitely more simple than it ever used to seem.
As for her body, which still appears to be acting within the world, all that she needs do is attend to the present moment, the ordinary moment, the cutting edge of the mystery as it appears to be revealed. Not knowing what will happen next is not a source of concern, it is a relief to not be straining toward trying to know or control that any longer. Perpetually at the edge of the known and the unknown, suspended between the obvious and the mystery, the old tension of trying to predict and control (and make up for) is replaced by a sense of vitality, an aliveness that permeates the body and the atmosphere in the room.
Each day is perfectly full, not overwhelming. She finds that life, or love, or the spirit of life and love, or some mysterious eternal intelligent Presence which Is animates the body and uses her voice. Inevitably, her body and character are used to convey healing. At the end of the day she appears to have done much that would count as being creative and saving the world, except that it came with no sense of personal striving or straining. There is often a deeper sense of satisfaction and fulfillment than there ever was before, for there is a sense of having been used fully and completely. No longer believing herself to be in charge of setting things up, she is brought perfectly into alignment with everyone she is supposed to meet and help, at exactly the right moment, and she is used optimally to bring help and healing and comfort and solace and insight and creativity and compassion to the world.
There is only, obviously, what is going on right now. And that is enough, and there is no need to try to figure it out and make an escape plan or a self-enhancement plan or to try hard to focus one’s intention or to “hold” an intention over time. Whew! What a lot of work that was! There is just showing up, now, which is what is happening, and things in the dream drama continue to happen, and the little individual is held almost as if still because she is no longer resisting the streaming stream of happenings. When she is no longer stuck in the mindset of being only a limited separate individual person––a person who is trying to forgive or trying to be positive or trying to be courageous when feeling anxious, laboring under the dicey idea of trying to make anything better in an idea called “the future”, burdened by the task of trying to figure out why any of it is happening, living as though her intellectual capacity meant something important, believing that she is in charge of inventing her life or saving the world––when she is simply being Aware Now, then she finds that every day is infinitely more simple than it ever used to seem.
As for her body, which still appears to be acting within the world, all that she needs do is attend to the present moment, the ordinary moment, the cutting edge of the mystery as it appears to be revealed. Not knowing what will happen next is not a source of concern, it is a relief to not be straining toward trying to know or control that any longer. Perpetually at the edge of the known and the unknown, suspended between the obvious and the mystery, the old tension of trying to predict and control (and make up for) is replaced by a sense of vitality, an aliveness that permeates the body and the atmosphere in the room.
Each day is perfectly full, not overwhelming. She finds that life, or love, or the spirit of life and love, or some mysterious eternal intelligent Presence which Is animates the body and uses her voice. Inevitably, her body and character are used to convey healing. At the end of the day she appears to have done much that would count as being creative and saving the world, except that it came with no sense of personal striving or straining. There is often a deeper sense of satisfaction and fulfillment than there ever was before, for there is a sense of having been used fully and completely. No longer believing herself to be in charge of setting things up, she is brought perfectly into alignment with everyone she is supposed to meet and help, at exactly the right moment, and she is used optimally to bring help and healing and comfort and solace and insight and creativity and compassion to the world.
How does she know how to do all of this, without getting burned out or putting time and effort into planning it out or training for it or learning how to understand how to do this better? It is so simple. She just shows up. Whatever is happening is what is supposed to be happening. She accepts that fully, so there is no doubt, no disconnection from the flow. The thought that something is wrong–that someone should not be going through whatever they are going through, herself included–is no longer is believable. Though the future is only an idea in the present, visions may appear, like "coming attractions" videos of the movie she is in, which turn out to be accurate as ordinarily and matter-of-factly as the way one might catch a glimpse of a distant landscape as the road goes over a hill.
There is rarely the tightened belly that the old identity felt when awareness was collapsed down into being just an individual believing it was an individual only. What remains of the sense of being a separate self has a deep regard for the mystery, and a relief at being not in charge, (or not trying to be in charge any more, for it never actually was in charge.)
All of the roles the individual still appears to be playing are a residual feature even when awakened awareness is constant, but the beliefs that once made those roles seem to be the whole of one's identity are no longer intact. Any emotion may arise within those characters, but they wash through the body/energy/mind like a light show, no longer taken as truth. Though there are various sources of pleasure, nothing truly “makes” her feel happy or sad anymore. Awareness is clear that this is a character going through acting on a stage. Yet the character is in situations where she appears to become happy and sad. There is not less sensation, if anything there is more. Awareness senses the heart swells and heartaches of others around her, how seriously they take things, believing that it is all very real and that they are only those little bodies. How huge the waves of loss look from that point of view!
There is rarely the tightened belly that the old identity felt when awareness was collapsed down into being just an individual believing it was an individual only. What remains of the sense of being a separate self has a deep regard for the mystery, and a relief at being not in charge, (or not trying to be in charge any more, for it never actually was in charge.)
All of the roles the individual still appears to be playing are a residual feature even when awakened awareness is constant, but the beliefs that once made those roles seem to be the whole of one's identity are no longer intact. Any emotion may arise within those characters, but they wash through the body/energy/mind like a light show, no longer taken as truth. Though there are various sources of pleasure, nothing truly “makes” her feel happy or sad anymore. Awareness is clear that this is a character going through acting on a stage. Yet the character is in situations where she appears to become happy and sad. There is not less sensation, if anything there is more. Awareness senses the heart swells and heartaches of others around her, how seriously they take things, believing that it is all very real and that they are only those little bodies. How huge the waves of loss look from that point of view!
Contemplating lovers, she feels a swell of joy. Seeing how all things are temporary, she cherishes even the simplest pleasures. Contemplating the people whose house and city are being bombed, black smoke filling the blue sky above their heads, she senses the anguish and choking. Contemplating each subject in the drama she can intuitively sense the beliefs that are being unconsciously held and played out, the roles that are being played in the drama. She knows that no matter how much change appears to happen in the physical world, there will never be an end to the the ups and downs.
There is relief in realizing that there is no need to become any stronger, wiser, or smarter, no longer the urge to try to explain why things are the way they are based on a past, nor is any effort made to use current events to predict the future. Rather, there is an earnest attentiveness that beholds everything as it is, and wisdom seeps through this attentiveness. Actions take shape, and often life appears quite ordinary, but there is often the sensation of delighting in the split-second timing of perfection as well. At peace with the moment, a brightness permeates everything.
There is relief in realizing that there is no need to become any stronger, wiser, or smarter, no longer the urge to try to explain why things are the way they are based on a past, nor is any effort made to use current events to predict the future. Rather, there is an earnest attentiveness that beholds everything as it is, and wisdom seeps through this attentiveness. Actions take shape, and often life appears quite ordinary, but there is often the sensation of delighting in the split-second timing of perfection as well. At peace with the moment, a brightness permeates everything.
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