Remember when you were a kid and believed in magic? I remember. Then one day I had to grow up as I saw, that it's a fantasy. What happened? I was conditioned. And if I wanted to belief in Santa or green little fairy that fulfils the desires I was laughed at by other kids... I believed in little red devil number 13 who could help me to get what I wanted... Childhood dreams, so full of magic...
And then I grew up. World seemed not so magical, but full of pain, suffering, tears, struggle, surviving, lack and competition, brief moments of joy and more pain again.
And then I woke up. I see that conditioning is what is in a way of feeling the magic again. Only this time I don't call it magic, but flow of life, mystery of aliveness.
The more conditioning undone, the more what is can shine through. Releasing works as a beginning for annihilation of beliefs, destruction of lies, demolition of the wall.
What happened to Santa when I saw that it was not real? - nothing. It stayed in fantasy land and lost power in the real world. What happens to self when you see that it was not real? Same thing- nothing. It stops affecting your everyday life in a way that there is nothing to defend, nothing to safeguard, nothing to worry about.
So why people are holding on to this idea? Why so many talks, so many explanations, resistance, rationalisations if one thing that you need to do is just see though this lie. It does not even take a long time to see when you look. Only there is so much fluff that it's difficult to see through. Or so it seems.
It's simple, it can not be any more simple. Life goes on, present moment is here now, there is no separate self! Life is the energy that moves everything. Expands, contracts, no need for self to do anything and yet it's better to argue about it rather than look with curiosity. Is it true? No me? What a relief. How come I never seen this before? How come nobody see it around? It's not something that most of people are aware of. Being, feeling, pulsing life, no ownership, no attachments.
It was my birthday yesterday and I felt deep appreciation for the body, the space suit which is necessary for experiencing life as being human. I had a really nice massage and felt how much love there is in this wonderful creation- body. It's is not birthday I thought, but appreciation for body day. Since what i am is ageless, how can I say I'm old? The body's age is only what it says in the passport, why make it all big deal! How old are you? - ridiculous question! :)
Whatever path you are following, whatever enlightened talk you prefer, nothing has more power than this simple realisation by yourself. Why wait? Why build defences and create stories? Why resist this moment of truth? There is nothing more freeing than truth. It does not matter, if it comes in a gentle form or brutal, the truth is a key to the gateless gate.
So here you are standing here now, alive and breathing. All happening by itself. Same like these words that come out, same as the reading, all by itself.
Can you see?
Where is the "you"?
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